Chapter #8Maribelle's bra! by: Ninten  You soon realized the article of clothing that Maribelle had pulled out of the laundry basket was her bra, and you were hanging onto it for dear life! You scrambled to the center of the right cup and tightened your grip on the pink silky fabric with your hands and toes. As you were lifted hundreds of feet (to you) into the air at super speed, Maribelle's large chest loomed ever closer.
You couldn't believe it! You were barely even larger than her nipple! But just as you were about to be engulfed into the giant mammary's flesh, you heard a voice call out:
"Hey! Belle! Long-time-no-see!"
You look up to see Maribelle's eyes focus on the entrance to her tent.
"L-Liss! What are you doing!? I just saw you like five minutes ago! A-And don't come in! I'm not decent!" You saw Maribelle's face flush a deep color of red that you've only ever seen on tomatoes.
A second later you glanced back down to where you were to see her giant breast still looming over you, and, upon realization of exactly what was going on, blushed the same color of red that Maribelle wore.
"I'd say you look pretty decent to me," Lissa said frankly.
You facepalmed at her intended joke and just hoped she'd save you from this embarrassing nightmare soom.
"That's not funny! What do you want?" Maribelle muttered, still flustered. As she said this, she quickly turned to the side and clutched the bra you were in to her breast, mushing you all over the soft, creamy flesh.
"Ah, n-no wait! I can help you with that! I know how hard it is to connect the straps in the back, especially with knockers like yours," Lissa said, rushing over to you and your captress.
"Ah, err, well, t-thank you, Liss," Maribelle stuttered.
Maribelle released the hold she had on you and her breast as she handed the bra over to Lissa. You could see out of the corner of your eye that without cover, she now wrapped her arms around her large boobs, still embarrassed that her best friend is helping her change.
But before you could even react, you saw Lissa's giant hand reach into your silky, pink prison and deposit you onto her shoulder gently. You quickly ran over to grab a long, blonde strand of her hair to hang onto, and walked carefully behind her neck to avoid being seen.
A few moments later Lissa was done helping Maribelle put her bra on and you two left the tent with a huge sigh of relief. Lissa plucked you from her shoulder and placed you into her cupped hands to talk. You start first.
"Hey! Why'dja do that? I could've been seen! Or smooshed!" you yell up at her.
"Ehehehe...sorry... I didn't think something like that would happen, I was planning on leaving you with her for a bit longer, but then I got a bit worried so I came to rescue you..." Lissa said sincerely. She looked like she meant it, and you kinda wanted to just forget about this whole experience, so you drop the subject.
"It's fine, just be more careful with me in the future, thank you for coming to get me..." you say.
Lissa's face lit up again upon hearing that she had been forgiven.
"Alright, promise! But you have to admit, that was pretty exciting for you wasn't it?" Lissa nudged you with her extremely large index finger.
"W-what!? I-I mean, I guess, but it was still incredibly dangerous!" you try to convince her.
"C'mon, just admit that you kind of liked it! I know how boys are," Lissa said.
"W-well yeah, but I wouldn't want it to happen again!" you admit.
"So...n-not even if I let you do it with me?" Lissa asked, turning away with a slight blush.
How do you respond!?
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