In a desperate attempt to get the attention of the goddess you sink your teeth into her ball flesh. She notices fairly quickly, as you hear a quiet, "ouch " from under her. She stands back up releasing some of the tension for a moment and giving you some breathing room. Once again you are forcing the testes up and off of yourself, but that doesn't last long. Her hand has come to retrieve you from your cotton and flesh prison. She grabs you firmly, pulling you up and out before opening her palm, which you were now sitting in. You staring back at her once more. She speaks, "What the hell was that about?!" To which you reply, "I couldn't breathe!" She pauses for just a moment and reply's, "That makes sense. But you could have just said so. I can hear you from anywhere"
She moves you closer to her maw and gives you a lick. "I could hear you from all the way in the bottom of my stomach. Or underfoot, or in your case" *She moves you away from here mouth and lowers you back till you are once again in front of her panties. Not a moment later you are tied firmly to the bow that you had seen there prior. If you were to look up, you could see her hard cock forced up against her stomach- going under her shirt. If you looked at just the right angle you could see her boobs too. Easier said than done with that mushroom head in the way. She speaks once more, "I guess even those were too much for you on day one. So we'll just get you accustom to being near and on it first."
Quick to reply yourself, "That sounds better to me." Though you wish you hadn't. It felt inevitable that you would soon have to fight that monster. She lets out a small laugh, and walks to the mirror in her room, now speaking, "You sure do make interesting apparel. By the way- do you think this outfit makes me look.. curvy?" You don't know what outfit she was talking about, you could only make out a shirt that was a little too large for her, and the underwear you were currently tied to. You could however make out that the shark goddess you were speaking to was masked in blush. Her expression now seemed nervous, or possibly embarrassed if anything.
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