Well this situation was about as terrible as it could possibly get. Trapped between the butt cheeks of an amorous rhinoceros and being taken to who knows where. Sure, I'd been stepped on, sat on, and nearly digested before. They were all risks that came with human jobs at Gaia 2.0--and they didn't even offer hazard pay to boot--but that didn't mean I ever got used to the pain and humiliation. Or ever felt less fear that the next anthro client I came across would end up being my executioner. Especially if that anthro had successfully abducted me without anyone noticing.
I spent half an hour locked in the prison of her behind, munched between her cheeks as she walked. It got even worse the more she walked, the bottom of her bikini wedging up into her butt crack, dragging me along deeper. It was sweltering inside. The heat and the long walk caused her to sweat profusely and the salty droplets would roll down, drenching me. Delilah passed other anthros as she walked. I would try to cry for help whenever I knew one was nearby but Delilah would just smirk and clench her cheeks until I was in too much pain to keep shouting.
I assumed we were heading to her room. On the one hand, that was good. A room meant a telephone and a telephone meant I could call Ms. Holmes and tell her what happened. When she was done laughing she usually sent someone to help me... in an hour or two. On the other hand, being alone with a frisky giant had other dangers. She barely had any scruples on the beach in public. Who knows how far she'd be willing to take it in her room with no one to stop her?
Delilah reached her room. I heard her keycard unlocking her door. From what little of the outside world I could experience, it was much cooler inside.
"Ahhh, home sweet home! Isn't it beautiful, little man? Breathe it in!" Muffled shouts came from her butt and Delilah faked surprise. "Oh that's right. I forgot. You're too busy breathing in the scent of a real woman. Let's get you out of there."
Delilah dug into her crack and fumbled until she could find me. When I was finally released I gasped and took deep breaths, grateful to finally have some fresh air. I finally saw the room and my jaw nearly hit the floor. All the rooms in the Aether Suites were beautiful and fancy, but Delilah's room was the most beautiful and fanciest I ever saw. It must've cost a fortune! Especially since Delilah herself was so large, everything had to accommodate her.
"How can you afford a room like this?" I asked.
"Didn't you know?" Delilah asked coyly. "Gaia 2.0's adding a healthcare facility for its clientele. I've been hired on as head surgeon."
"You work here?" I spluttered meekly. That did not bode well.
"That's right cutie. Play your cards right and I can make it so we spend a lot of time together."
She said it suggestively and I cringed. "I have a feeling if I spend time with her, I'll end up in a full-body cast in that new hospital," I thought.
"Dr. Davidson," I said respectfully. "I'm very flattered at your... interest--But! I really need to get back to work. I don't want to make my boss angry--"
"You mean Toronto? Don't worry about that, cutie. Ms. Holmes is a dear friend of mine! I'll give her a call right now. I'm sure she'll excuse your absence from work... You're... prolonged... absence," she said, wiggling her eyebrows.
"Oh sweet merciful mother of marmalade, I'm a dead man."
I threw caution to the wind and just began struggling in the giant rhino's hand as she called Ms. Holmes. Her grip was too tight from me to escape from.
"Toronto. Hi, it's Delilah! Yes, I love my new home, thank you for making the arrangements for me. I feel bad asking for another favor, but it's a teensy one. That human you have working for you, um..." She looked at me, embarrassed for the first time. "I sorry, cutie, I forgot to ask. What's your name?"
"MS. HOLMES!" I screamed. "IT'S GREG! SEND HELP, PLEASE!"
"Greg! That's it!" Delilah said, ignoring my outburst. "Yes I was hoping you wouldn't mind if I borrow him for a few... hours... Or days... What can I say? I have a weakness for weakness. Oh shush, like you're one to talk! I've kept a record on your love life. I remember that time when--oh, hold on a second."
Delilah broke off her conversation with Ms. Holmes. I'd been screaming nonstop and begging for help ever since my captor got her on the line. It was a slim chance Ms. Holmes would help me out of this mess, but at this point I was desperate. My screams and struggles finally distracted Delilah enough to acknowledge me.
"Sweetie, I know you're impatient. I want to play just as much as you do, but you're being very rude. I'm talking with a friend right now, so it'll be another few minutes before we can get started on the really fun stuff. Oh fine," she said, after mention of "the really fun stuff" caused me to double my efforts to free myself, "I hope this will tide you over."
I screamed in terror as once again I was brought to her massive behind. Only this time, instead of wedging me up the outside of her bathing suit, she pulled back on her bikini and dropped my into her ass crack. I slid between the sweat-soaked cheeks until I was wedged firmly between them, then trapped further as Delilah pulled her bikini further into her crack.
"Now, where were we?" Delilah said to Ms. Holmes, acting as if she hadn't just stuffed a human in her crack.
It was so unfair. I'd just escaped the foul prison of her behind, only to be placed right back in, and now it was even harder to get out. I tried to wiggle my way to safety, but whenever I neared the edge of the fabric, Delilah would just clench her cheeks until I was pulled back into a secure position. Despite her claims that the conversation would take a few minutes, Delilah and Ms. Holmes droned on and on for an hour. Eventually I blacked out.
When I woke up...
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