This choice: Accept, your going to sleep in her cleavage • Go Back...Chapter #5Accept, your going to sleep in her cleavage by: Markus   You never would've hooked up with anyone in your job, let alone an intern. But with how small you are and the fact your workload is twice as hard and stressfull due to your size, would it really kill you if you decided to do some stress relief.
After all, she was assigned to take care of you, and she's offering too.
And since your small enough the average person could see you as a bug, as long as you finish your workload no one would question where you are, and certainly they wouldn't expect for you to hide between your intern's cleavage of all places.
You decided to nod in agreement.
"Alright then sir, if you'll excuse me for one second," She unbutton two of her entire white shirt, making a gap that reveals a large bulbous crevace of her cleavage. You only realized before that her chest was gargantuan, bigger than anyone here sure, but with how small you are she could simply trapped you between them and carry you with ease without anyone noticing, it be the perfect crime.
...Your hoping she doesn't do that.
She lie her palms down for you to stand on it like a platform, dragging you infront of her expose cleavage area where the air expunged from it felt humid and warm. Like a steam bath. Perhaps because your area doesn't have an A/C, so it's pretty hot where you stand.
You gulped, and started walking slowly, facing the meaty entrance as it pulsates, expand and deflate following the heartbeats pattern.
When suddenly, footsteps can be heard from your office, closing in on you.
"Oh shit, someone's coming." That tension you have becomes panic, you decided to bail before anything could happen so you told Lara to put you down.
But at the same time you tried doing that, Lara forcefully stuffs you in her cleavage, button one of her shirt so a smaller gap is enough for you to see your environment.
While you, having been tossed in, was trapped between two mounds of sweaty warm mounds of boob flesh, filling the air with a mix of natural body odor and perfume that overwhelmed your sense of smell.
As you touch them, you could feel just how soft and supple they are. Mesmerize and even somewhat hypnotized at the overwhelming tension of this living pillow fort.
But you resist, because a person had entered your office. It's from your department, visiting the department your currently managing informing the intern about a message needing to be relay.
It was about the solution to his current predicament, apparently they could reverse the machine's function but it'll take a long while, probably several years in the making.
At least there's a chance you thought. Lara nodded and tell her she'll relay the message. The worker asked her where you are, she simply replied he's taking a break and asked to keep people away unless it's very important.
Eventually the worker left as you sigh with relief.
Then Lara's cleavage begins to push you up, out of them and facing her giant face. Like a snap of a finger.
"Are you alright sir?" She asked, her face is still stone cold as before.
"Y-yeah, that was kind off sudden."
"Apology if I hadn't put you down instead. Your position was at stake the time."
"Oh, uhm. Thanks, but I'm fine, really. In fact..." You scratch your head, "Uh, can I stay here for a while?"
She nodded "Very well." Before shoving you deep, gently into her cleavage.
And just like that, you were sleeping comfortably between your interns titties. It was weird yet so comfortable, her warm body heat, and yet the extreme sensation of her perfume and odor. Yet you can't help but to safely rest, like a child being hug by their mother, if their mother was as gigantic as Lara.
And so, hours begin to pass by as your comfortably being smothered, sleeping soundly.
***
You wake up, stretching your body as you yawn away your tiredness. Your still in your intern's chest.
However, unlike before where one part of her chest has a hole where light shines in for you too look, it was pitch black. She seems to be button it all.
You decided to wiggle your way up, squirming slowly as you climb up. Reaching a light outside as you try getting out of her shirt.
In doing so, you can see where you are...
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