For the first two hours of your flight you were subjected to this awful cradling in Jeanine’s very excited grasp. Your face just about covered by the time she readjusts you.
“Well dear, you are certainly the cutest passenger I’ve ever shared a seat with”
She says as she pulls you out from her generous chest and sits you in her lap. Your small legs barely reaching the middle of her thigh. You are trying to catch your breath again before she puts both arms around you and pulls back. You are now snuggled deep in her lap facing the same way as her, both of her gigantic boobs around your head.
You can’t believe the airline didn’t honor your ticket which you especially assured would get you your own seat, which now leaves you in the lap of this maternal monster. But it was about to get even worse.
Over the loud speaker you hear, “Please prepare for the first in-flight meal”
Jeanine hears the same and slightly bends your head back with one finger on your chin, you see her upside down face beam down at you as she says, “no need to fear darling they told me how this will work with us sharing seats and all, we’re gonna share our meals too. Ill feed you so it doesn’t get messy” she winks and lets your head fall back into place surrounded by her cleavage. Even if you had the chance to protest, which you didn’t, you doubt very much that Jeanine would pass up three opportunities to feed you.
You hear the telltale cart approach your seat and know that your fate is sealed. Jeanine’s large arms rise over you as she received the tray from the attendant. As an added bit of humiliation the attendant even pinches your cheek and smiles at you. Obviously assuming the woman who’s lap you're sitting in is your mother.
You see from the tray that this first meal is just a few snacks. A bag of pretzels, a cookie, an orange and a small cup of brown sauce you deduce is apple sauce. You don’t see anyone else in your row get apple sauce and just as you begin to piece it all together. She pounces.
“Alright love, lets get started.” You hear Jeanine say through your huge breast ear muffs. She jostles you a little and reaches for the apple sauce cup and a spoon. Trapped between her lap and the pull down tray, all you can do is behold the horror.
She rips the top off the apple sauce cup and loads a giant glob onto the spoon.
“Say AHH” she says as she draws the spoon to your face. Here is where you decide this can’t go any further.
“Actually Jeanine I was thi-“ as a practiced feeder of small children she saw her opportunity and seized it. Jamming the spoon into your mouth. The large amount of apple sauce completely fills your mouth instantly as she pulls the spoon up your chin to make sure you get every last bit.
Before you drowned in your “light snack” you swallow and gasp for air, just in time for another heaping spoonful to fly right in. She continues this until you have eaten the entire cup. Leaving you absolutely defeated and limp in her caring arms.
“Wow someone must have been hungry, come here now” she says. You surrender to her at this point and just hope the next 17 hours will get over as fast as possible. You wonder what she is doing as she raises your body up on her shoulder and begins to
TAP TAP TAP
On your back. “Dear lord” you think, “this woman is burping me” and after a series of gentle but firm taps you hear your gut rumble and know her work is cut out for her.
As the last few taps fall on your back, a loud gurgle bubbles in your stomach before rising up your gullet and
BURRRRP
“There we go, now I bet youre tired after such a filling snack huh?” That wide smile you have become accustomed to beaming down at you again. You have given up and just let her reposition you once more. She takes your arms and spreads them around her giant right boob, before pushing your head down as if you were laying. The last thing you hear before drifting off to sleep on her breast is her humming a lullaby.
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