Initially your mind went to being placed in front of your new orcish cuddle partner, but her concerns ring true as you consider the variables involved. Sure she claimed to be a fairly immobile sleeper, but given your own jostling in the night, you may end up pinned or crushed somewhere under her breasts or belly if you stay too far down. And if you stayed closer to her face... the idea of having her muggy breath slowly soak you as you tried to sleep did not appeal to you. The thought of her somehow accidentally ending up in her maw made you shudder as well, not to mention the dread of potentially ending up inside her from that particular entrance. The alternative did not seem much better, but at least it was a constant: you'd only be dealing with her (admittedly intimidating) rear end. You theorize you wouldn't have much space to roll if you were placed on top of the hefty rump alongside her hip, the bedroll keeping you pinned. The more you thought, the more it made sense. Mustering up a bit of courage, you begin your proposal.
"I think I'll take the back if that's alright with you. And if I might ask a... weird favor I'd really appreciate it" you begin, now feeling a bit nervous yourself. Magoza looks confused for a moment before understanding what you're getting at, a familiar rosiness returning to her face "Oh, you wanna be close to my... my booty don't you?" You explain your rationale and apologize for any awkwardness this might involve. She seems quite self conscious about it but you couldn't lie, her ass was honestly a sight to behold. Which is why you were surprised to hear her put up very little resistance to the idea "Yeah, I guess that makes the most sense. Besides... I kind of like the idea too. It'd sort of be like I'd be your comfy bed." She lets out a shy giggle before planting another small kiss on you and whispering "Sleep well then, little guy." You felt her body shift slightly as she brought you carefully back to the top of her hip. As she deposited you onto the flesh of her glute, the blanket portion of her bedroll hugged the form of her butt cheek, essentially sealing you against it. You shift your body off the somewhat harder hip fat, and slightly down to flesh where her buttock begins. The bedroll's seal gives slightly as you sink into the more doughy flesh. Still secured by the bedroll, you sigh and try to make yourself comfortable before eventually settling a suitable position.
Just before you can drift asleep however, the hemisphere below you begins shifting. As you feel the meaty flesh below you jiggle slightly you can hear the sounds of Magoza's massive globes rubbing against each other. You suspect she might behaving trouble getting comfortable as well, worrying now if your motions may have disturbed her. You hear her mutter something before seeing a hand lumber towards you in the dark. Without warning, she scratches a spot not too far below you.The landscape of her buttock shifts in response, and you suddenly find yourself sliding down the slope of her ass cheek. You gripped as tightly as you could onto her rump, a visible ripple being made as your hand sinks into smooth flesh. Your actions had slowed your descent downward, but it hadn't halted it completely. You begin to panic, having no intention of falling to the bottom of the bedroll and potentially ending up crushed under the weight of the slumbering orc. You think again to your options, but none of them seem plausible. Unsure if your call would be heard, you let out a yell for help to Magoza.
Before you reached the peak of her buttock, a pair fingers snatch you in a haphazard embrace. She must have heard you, you rationalize, thanking your lucky stars as you feel your body shift. You hear Magoza groggily let out a small chuckle before mumbling "Oh, yeah that's smart.. good idea." in the middle of light snoring. She had still been asleep, you realize. Confusion sets in, as you wonder how and why she grabbed you then. Was she not responding to your pleas for help? Unfortunately, you soon realize what that cryptic statement meant, as with her other hand she casually parts her monsterous ass apart. You struggled as her fingers brought you closer to her open crevice. Unable to free yourself in time, you feel your body sliding past the warm cheeks of the semi-conscious spell caster. You soon find our your struggling was for naught, as her plush skin quickly envelops you, sealing you in as her digits disappear. You squirm in the tight cleavage of her enormous ass, but your struggles make little purchase against the sticky valley surrounding you, greedily clinging to your form.
As you lay there defeated, stuck in immense sticky heat, you can hear the bass of Magoza's voice let out a slight giggle. The buns around you begin to shift, rolling your form like a piece of trapped lint. She must have been enjoying the sensation of your struggles while still half asleep, you think to yourself. The sensation of your captor wiggling her hips continues for a few more moments before thankfully subsiding, your battered body exhausted by the ordeal. You decide it's best now to move too much and simply ride this out until morning, lest you rile her up once more. So you lay there, muted sounds of Magoza's inner world the only thing you can hear as her hot, adherent booty meat keeps you thoroughly sandwiched. You mutter to yourself that at least there was no way you were going to fall out now. And if this was the worst case scenario... well you were surprised to find as your frustration subsided that you were pretty cozy. Odd as it sounds, the heat and the pillowy mounds surrounding you felt sort of comforting, like a full body hug in a warm blanket. And as embarrassing as it was to be trapped here, there was definitely an eroticism to your current prison that you couldn't deny. Under different circumstances, you could definitely see yourself repeating this kind of experience. You wondered if Magoza would be interested in allowing you back inside some time. But that was a conversation to have after you had had some sleep, and when she was actually awake. For now, you enjoy this happy accident, as you drifted asleep in the valley expansive ass of your new roommate.
You awoke to find yourself in the same situation you fell asleep in, encompassed by the green, meaty flesh of Magoza's ass. You wondered what time it had been, and if you should try again to free yourself, having rested up some. Thankfully, it seems your extended say in the wizard's crack had coated you in sweat, making you and your environment much more slippery. The only thing left to do now was find the way out,but given your disorientation you had no way of knowing which direction was outward. You ponder for a moment before deciding the best course of action is to pick a direction and stay that way. You had a one of four chance of making it out, and if you didn't... well at least you'd know which way not to continue. You roll from your side onto your front and begin your slow crawl to freedom. Progress is slow, as the gluttonous rump housing you doesn't seem to want to have you leave. You can feel Magoza unconsciously flex on occasion, halting you in your tracks momentarily as you inch forward.
After some time, you stop as your hand feel your hand hits...
You stop as you feel your hand hit...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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