You sit in Dinah's boobs as she makes her way down the hall. You find out where she's going when she reaches the lounge. She sits down in a chair by the fire and pets you with her claw. "See, now isn't this nice?" she asks gently. You have to admit that being cushioned between her soft breasts by the warm fire is pretty nice. You almost fall asleep but you are jostled when Dinah gets up again. She walks over to the hot cocoa machine and makes her self a cup. She also fills a tiny cup for you and heads back to her chair. She smiles down at you and scratches your head. "Here you go Stephen." she says and lowers the tiny cup to you. You sip your cocoa as she does the same with hers. You find yourself settling further into her boobs as you get more comfortable.
"I knew you'd have a good time." Dinah says when she notices how relaxed you are. You look up and see her looking down at you with a smile. You nod with an awkward smile. You don't want to make her too excited so you're trying not to give her an excuse. Unfortunately you fail and she begins to giggle. "I knew it! You are having a good time!" she says happily. "We'll do this all the time, and eventually we'll move in together!" You almost choke on your cocoa and sit up quickly. You grab a handful of boobflesh to steady yourself, making Dinah jump a little. "Ooh! Trying to get a little closer?" she asks. "Uh, Dinah? I think you're jumping the gun here a little." you tall her. The giant werecroc just looks at you.
"Oh, don't be shy! I just know we're meant for each other!" she argues. "Look at how well this date is going!" you don't know if you would call this a date but you really don't want to argue. Dinah's claw comes down and begins pushing you into the side of her fleshy boob. She's very gentle, taking care not to make you spill your cocoa. "Doesn't that feel nice?" she says soothingly. "You could have this all the time!" You decide the best thing to do is to just ride it out until you can get away from her. "I even put a little something special in our drinks!" she pouts. You snap to attention. "What do you mean?" you ask. "I put a little rum in them!" she says. You taste your cocoa again and now you notice the rum. You know she didn't mean any harm, but you think she may have miscalculated on your tiny cup. What happens?
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