This choice: your flat form scrapes off, she hears you hit the floor but doesnt recognise you • Go Back...Chapter #5Intimate Working Relationship by: Unknown As Melanie’s curvaceous ass scraped against the bed post, you felt your gummy body being ripped free from the confines of her panties. Your flesh was torn off painfully, but at least you were free. Your body dropped to the floor, folding in on itself until you were only a small circular shape. Your face had landed on the soft carpeting, hiding the only recognizable feature from your oblivious assistant.
Somehow, Melanie detected the almost non-existent sound of your body plopping down onto the carpet. She turned around to see what the source of the sound she had heard was. Seeing nothing, she glanced down onto the floor and her gaze fell on you. Her eyes widened and she gasped loudly. She dropped her leggings and t-shirt onto the floor and scooped you up into her giant hands.
“What on earth are you doing on the floor?” Melanie asked aloud, and for a blissfully second you actually thought she was talking about you. Melanie giggled and pulled open a drawer in her bedside cabinet. She pulled out a small plastic baggy filled with about nine other black, flat, circular gummy shapes. She stuffed you into the bag unceremoniously, dropped the bag back into the drawer, and slammed the drawer shut. Your world was darkness once more.
You heard the muffled sounds of your sexy assistant getting dressed before she left her bedroom and locked the door behind her. You tried to wiggle or squirm, but you were packed tight into the plastic bag, with no room to reform or escape. There was nothing you could do but wait in the drawer for this girl to come back and save you. You felt yourself mentally begin to tear up, wondering if this is how Jack felt all the time.
Many, many hours passed, and it wasn’t until the next morning that the drawer was opened once more. You were startled awake by the bag shaking and spinning as Melanie pulled it out. The bag was titled on its side, and you toppled out along with another gummy circle. Melanie closed the bag and put it away, and then deposited you and the other gummy onto her bed. You fell at such an angle that you had a clear view of Melanie.
You felt your eyes mentally widened as you noticed that Melanie was completely naked. She was kneeling in front of her bed, and her absolutely massive breasts were so big you were in total shock. Each perfectly round, jiggly, and tan orb of flesh was many, many times your current size. Her nipples alone were about your size. This woman, despite being quite a bit younger than you was easily as curvaceous as your normal body. You couldn’t believe you had never really noticed.
Melanie, humming a silly song to herself, picked up the gummy circle beside you. You watched in horror as the busty babe pressed the gummy circle against her nipple. She rubbed her hands up and down, and when she removed the pressure, the gummy circle was neatly glued to her breast, completely converting up her nipple. The truth crashed down upon you all at once, and you felt fear rise within you. Melanie had confused you for a simple pasty, and she was going to use you next.
Melanie gripped you tightly and placed you over the soft nipple of her gigantic left breast. She pressed her hands against her boob, tightly squashing you between her hand and her nipple. In seconds, you felt your gummy skin cling to Melanie’s every pore. Her hands retracted, but the damage was already done. You were plastered tight to her nipple, and only Melanie herself would be able to save you.
Melanie then rummaged around in her closet, looking for some clothes to wear on her awesome trip to the beach. Melanie had decided to take a day off from work and hit up the beach. However, her favorite bikini top was a little see-through, and her nipples were slight visible. To counteract this, she had put a pasty on each nipple, blissfully unware that one of these pasties was her own boss.
Melanie’s big breasts swung side to side as she looked around in her closet, and you were tossed back and forth. You had been slammed into her breast face first, her nipple flesh squishing against you. Everything was dark, and all you could hear was the muffled noises of the outside world, and some slight bodily noises from inside Melanie. Even her heartbeat was audible.
Melanie pulled out her favorite black bikini, a rather revealing two-piece set. She pulled the tight fabric over her impressive curves, just barely squeezing herself into her suit. Her bikini top hugged her breasts like a second skin, and her bottoms were almost entirely wedged up her ass. Your body was so painfully squashed against her nipple that you felt like passing out. Melanie admired her look in the mirror, ate a quick breakfast downstairs, slipped on flip-flops, grabbed her beach bag, and skipped merrily out the door.
As Melanie got in her car and began the three-hour drive to the beach, a sudden thought occurred to you. There was no one who could save you. You were well and truly all alone in the world, and that thought almost broke you. Only the image of your precious son, engrained in your mind, was enough to keep you sane. Somehow, you had to get back to your son. Somehow.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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