Suddenly you feel the grip on your collar release, and you find yourself plummeting through the air. With a glance below you see Fulda's ample cleavage, the center directly below you. You do your best to brace for the impact, unsure of just how soft breasts are when falling on them.
Luckily the fall isn't too far, and you don't gain too much momentum before your landing. Even at falling speed her boobs are fairly soft, and as you bounce up and down on them you wonder how this can possibly be related to what she just said. You extend both arms and stroke each gigantic breast with a hand, just glad that finally something positive happened with this situation.
Fulda simply rolls her eyes and digs a finger in just beyond your head. Her finger curls below you and hooks you up, dragging you along her cleavage and towards the rest of her body. Your legs drop as you reach the part before her breasts meet, and you slide down into the gap when the rest of your body is pushed forward.
Quickly you twist around, allowing yourself to see where you'll be going, but find your view blocked by a palm and outstretched fingers. "Hope you enjoyed it while you could, nerd," she says, "because the ride's about to get bumpy." With that one of her manicured fingers pushes on your head, driving you down into her boobs.
Above you a stream of light pours in and you can see Fulda's chin, her attention entirely turned away from you. You try to "swim" forward or up, but Fulda's breasts firmly pin your arms to your sides. With a shrug you settle in for the ride, not sure how this could possibly be unpleasant.
A single step lets you know real fast. As Fulda's breasts bounce you're dropped a fraction of an inch further away from the air and light: additionally when they fall back into place they smack into you, not enough to worry about being crushed but uncomfortable all the same. With each step they bounce a little more, dropping you further until you're standing on the bottom of her bra.
The heat is no joke either. It was bad at first since you were in a sleeve surrounded by Fulda's body heat, but as the ride goes in it just gets hotter. Probably before she even leaves the room you break out into sweat, and you're forced to rub your face against her breast to keep sweat out of your eyes.
Once on the bottom of her bra, the pounding of her breasts gets worse since you're at their stopping point. If this goes on much longer, you don't think you'll come out of her cleavage the same way you went in. However if you were inside one of her cups, you think, you'd essentially be in a gigantic shock absorber, or you could try to slip out the bottom.
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