How you’d ended up here was still hidden behind the wall of fog that seemed to surround your memory. One minute, you’d been finishing up a set when this bombshell of a brunette walked in. Next thing you knew, you were looking up at her…and not the way you’d wanted to be. Instead, it was like Godzilla in the gym as a towering wall of abs stretched out above you, glistening in beads of sweat the size of small SUVs! The wall of this woman’s stomach expanded and contracted, moving dangerously close to…wait a second….
A small whine escaped your lips as you felt the ground sinking below you while a familiar scent wafted into your nose, “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.” A protein bar. You were slowly sinking into a protein bar! How you ended up in it was a mystery, but it wasn’t the most pressing matter right now. The biggest concern right now was that you were about three bites back on a bar of food that this woman would be digging into as soon as she finished this set of dumbbell curls she was working on. You cried out in pain trying to lift your legs from the muck clinging to them. It felt like it was going to rip your skin clean off the bone as every move just seemed to be dragging you in deeper. Like a mammoth stuck in tar, the more you tried to move, the more you seemed to sink into the sticky mess of chocolate and other binding agents that coated this confection.
THUMP! THUMP!
Something as colossal as her shouldn’t be able to move that quickly. And yet, here you were looking at her body bent over, her back wide and rippling like a sea, as she placed her dumbbells on the floor. Her dark brown hair was a wild mess, thick tree roots against the glistening pale flesh that pulsed with her heartbeat. The air around you was thick with the stale scent of her sweat that poured down her body! You were a deer in the headlights. Struck in awe at something your little brain couldn’t comprehend. And, just like a deer caught on a dark country road, your hesitation was going to become deadly.
A hand the size of a baseball diamond flew in your direction. Thick fingers with calloused digits began blindly tapping their way closer along the small ledge your sticky prison was perched upon. The bar vibrated with each fingerfall until a digit slammed down onto peeled wrapper and yanked the snack closer to the rest of the massive hand! Falling backwards from the sudden jerking, you found yourself waist-deep in chocolate as your stomach was pressed into your pelvis when the bar became airborne. You were heading towards the…surprisingly baby-faced young woman who dominated your skyline. Rising past her shallow navel, her washboard abs, her petite tits, and the muscular neck you might soon be squeezed down, you found yourself buffeted by her breath. Her tongue, a snake-like monster, ran along the twin barricades of her pink lips as her eyes looked down. You braced yourself as….
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