Sarah's Find - Chapter 20

The bright blue eyes almost glided over you before readjusting and fixing their gaze directly on you. The eyebrows lowered and the lids narrowed. A shiver ran up your spine in spite of the awe that had been soaking in your brain. Did you even want her to see you? At this size, you were extremely fragile and somehow the word 'delicate' did not seem to be in this woman's mental dictionary. The very concept ran in complete opposition to everything that she was. Her booming voice, her fixation on her own image, her heavy footfalls, her outrageous body, her unapologetic ego...no. No, such a woman was not bound by the restrictions of common decency that surely lesser women were. Your own hearing was on the verge of being lost just by being in her presence. Would she lower herself just for you? Was she even capable of doing so? Would she realize the danger of simply talking? Would she care? You didn't know the answer to any of these and it should have filled you with terror and, in some ways it did. But it also inspired awe. You might have felt something similar back in another lifetime when you were a normal sized human being and you met her on the street. Awe at her level of confidence, at the GALL of her ego. But standing as a small speck on her massive, heaving chest...she was on another level entirely.

Up above, the eyes continued to stare, almost seeming to strain. The head leaned forward, the two strands of blonde hair, glowing in the light, fluttered down, one almost brushing into you. Now you were becoming confused. Was she actually looking at you?

“HEY...” Her voice suddenly erupted forth. She raises a finger and the swirly etched tip pokes into the flesh right beside you. Suddenly, your body was freed from the constraints of the bra, and you were rolling. You managed to grab onto the hem of the tank top to prevent yourself from falling between yet another chasm of mountainous flesh. The finger retracted a bit, hovering overhead, the eyes above scanning. Had she lost you? Surely her vision wasn't that bad? Just as the thought entered your mind, the eyes re-discovered you, locking on you. A smile. “YOU'RE EITHER A PERVERTED LITTLE BUG OR THAT TINY PERSON THEY'RE LOOKING FOR. IF YOU'RE THAT GUY...THEN COME....HERE.” Her finger jabbed at the field of skin, causing a massive indent. Fortunately, you were far enough away that it didn't move the “ground” underneath you.

When she raised her finger back, you saw a small red bump on the skin. A tiny imperfection on her flesh that even you barely saw it in the distance. Probably barely visible at normal height. But it was the only “landmark”. A part of you is still anxious. This woman is dangerous; more so than the rest. Still, it was probably safe for someone to know where you were, even this woman. It had to be better than the wild ride of falling from body to body.

So, you got to your feet and slowly made your way over to the small red bump. On your present scale it was about the size of a small tree trunk. You sat down on it and looked up at the blonde, who began to smirk.

“OOO!” She said, the amusement ringing, literally, in your ears. “SO IT REALLY IS YOU! WHAT ARE YOU DOING ON MY TITS, HUH? YOU JUMP OUT OF YOUR LITTLE JAR JUST TO MEET MY GIRLS? HA!” Her bellowing laugh not only brought more pain to your ears, it rattled your very bones. She didn't seem to remember or care that she had practically dumped you out of the jar in the first place. “WELL...NOW THAT YOU'RE HERE...WHAT DO YOU THINK, HMM? BET YOU'VE PRACTICALLY DIED AND GONE TO HEAVEN!”

Without warning, the flesh beneath you came alive, causing you to fall off the “stump”. Distantly, through the ringing, you can hear the heavy rustle of her clothes and the creaking of the wires in her bra as they try to reign in the gnashing boobs; the fatty mountains of cleavage swaying and pounding against one another. Your body would be rolling one direction only for the violent ground to toss it in another direction suddenly and without mercy. As you were being ragdolled to and from, you managed to glimpse the grinning face up above, her eyes practically glowing with delight. She was enjoying this, no question about it.

“CAREFUL!” She said, teasingly. “YOU BETTER HOLD ON UNLESS YOU WANT TO FALL IN!” Another bellowing “HA” followed.

She was only gently swaying her upper body side to side...or maybe doing so at a pace that she believed was gentle. Assuming, of course, that gentle was even a setting that her brain could comprehend for someone like you. Still, it felt more like a massive earthquake to you. But even that wasn't fully correct. Earthquakes, for all their violence, were steady and predictable. There was purpose being these moves. Sometimes she simply swayed, sometimes she bound up and down. It wasn't just that the ground below you felt as if it had come alive...it WAS alive. Guided by a greater intelligence that seemed only interested, for the moment, in amusing herself.

“UNLESS YOU WANT TO FALL IN!” She teased, laughing. Her body suddenly came to a stop, finally giving you a brief moment to roll on your back. Her eyes were not on you, but instead glancing off to the side, a wide grin on her face. “I BET THAT IS WHAT YOU WANT...AND EVEN IF IT SOMEHOW ISN'T...IT'S WHAT I WANT!”

Her gaze returned back down to her chest and her massive finger returned to hovering in the skies above you. Her eyes scanned the fields of flesh.

“WHERE'D YOU GO?” She asked, squinting again. “WHY DO YOU HAVE TO BE SO DAMNED SMALL!?” It seemed confirmed now: her eyes truly were that bad. Any time she so much as glanced away from you, she lost your position and had to refind you. After several seconds of searching, her eyes locked on you and her grin widened. “AH! THERE YOU ARE, YOU LITTLE SNEAK!”

Her finger rapidly began to descend and, instinctively, you covered your eyes and waited to be squished, just as Mary-Jean had tried so very hard to do to you earlier. But, instead, you felt it drop right next to you, putting a big indent in the flesh, causing you once again to be sent rolling. This was simply your life now. You felt like a plastic bag caught in the wind. You were too weak to resist, and light enough to be thrown any direction. The massive finger then painfully slammed into you. Now you were violently rolling across the skin. If it wasn't so luxuriously soft, you'd probably have several broken bones from this instant alone. Your brain was certainly turning to mush. It was a miracle that you weren't passing out. If you had eaten, you'd probably be violently vomiting from the dizziness.

Then you were falling. Even in the throes of your mind feeling like it was in an out of control cement mixer, you knew exactly where you were. The heavy, magnified sounds of the heartbeat reverberated through the flesh and in your ears.

You land in where the two mountains have pressed together. Wearily, your mind still reeling, you raise your head and look up to see a single eye peering down between the narrow gap between the mountainous boobs. It's an open question if she actually sees you, but you don't even need to see her face to know that the grin is still there.

“PERFECT.” She says. Now you can hear the grin.

Without warning, the mountains come together. In their powerful grip, there is no air to breath and not even a fraction of an inch to move. You can hear everything. The din of flesh rubbing against flesh. The jostling of the fatty meat within. The pull and release of the lungs. And the heart of course. It seems to beat faster now, quickened by the excitement.

There is pressure and it is both powerful and soft. It reminds you a bit of Natalie Veronica's massive butt landing on top of you as you lay on the giant mattress upstairs. But now you were actively caught between two rubbing mountains, rolling and squeezed as they pressed against each other and were manipulated by their owner's eager hands. There was pain, but it was not excruciating. Still, you feared you would die in any moment whenever your body could somehow no longer take the pressure and allow itself to be squished into a pulp.

The movement began more pronounced; the heaving more powerful. The heat was becoming more intense than the pressure itself. Sweat was pouring out of your pores. It felt more like it was actively being squeezed out of you. There was no way to tell what was going on outside. You could hear nothing now but the friction between the flesh and the heavy beat of her heart. There was nothing you could do but wait to either die or for the ride to be over.

Fortunately, the latter came first. Without warning, the jostling came to a sudden stop and the mountains separated. This would have been a problem for you; one that would have sent you falling out of her chest and down her tummy. But your body was stuck to the side of one of the colossal boobs and was not letting go. And you were far too weary to even try to free yourself. There was no need though.

You heard her voice. It was too loud and powerful not to. But her words were lost. You had no focus left. But from the tone alone, you could  tell that she was very pleased.

You were grabbed. Wind rushed against your tired frame as you were hoisted from her massive bosom. Within seconds, you were greeted with two blue eyes that were magnified by the thick lens of the spectacles before them. Light from above glimmered in the glass in a fine sheen, but that wasn't the only thing that made the eyes dazzle. She was speaking, but there was no hope of even understanding her now. For a moment, you began to wonder if you had finally gone deaf. The thought terrified you but it came with some relief. At least you wouldn't have to endure the din of her voice anymore. You would still feel the boom utterances, as you did now. Perhaps that would be how you would have to learn how understand her going forward. Discerning different words from how they rattled your bones.

Suddenly, you were either lowered or her face rose. Either way, her mouth overtook your vision. And it opened wide. Was she about to eat you!? No! That was insane! Why in the hell would she do such a thing!? She knew what you were! She knew you were human! What demons in her had compelled her to this action!?

But then you felt the boom. A hot, moist waft of air blew across you, accompanied by a warm and heavy spray of spit. The din rattled your bones repeatedly.

She was not about to eat you. She was laughing.

Each vocalization was like an explosion and it was more literal now than ever. Each time you felt the boom, then the air, then the spray. The force of each was trying to move your body but whatever was holding you in place was far more powerful. A thin cord of saliva traced from the top row of teeth and the bottom. One powerful laugh broke the cord and caused it to wave in the air like a pendulum. The next boom tore it free from the teeth and sent it flying at you, covering you in a thick layer of spit. More droplets sprayed onto you and you were drenched.

Then, the mouth opened wide again and began to pull in a massive gulp of air. Again, you felt your body being pulled into that massive gaping pit, the black hole of the goddess before you. Suddenly, the rushing air blowing against your dripping flesh brought a deep chill and now you were shivering. The teeth came together in a powerful clamp that you could feel and then parted as the cycle repeated again as the explosions began.

This was too much and when darkness began to seep into your vision, you embraced it.

But it was her heartbeat that would wake you again. Your body was riddled with exhaustion and pain. Your ears still rang. But...

“...just take them!” A voice was saying. Sarah's? Perhaps. But it perhaps it was Natalie. It was hard to tell over the heart.

“WHY NOT?” The blonde goddess's voice rang. “SO HE CAN STAY HERE IN A JAR? PLEASE! AT LEAST I KEEP 'EM SOMEWHERE NICE.” The other voice likely responded but the walls of the mountains that pinned you came alive, pinning and smoshing you with their weight. The darkness overtook you again.

When you awoke again, you were still stuck between the mountains but they were actively thrashing and jostling. She was on the move. You didn't know where or why. And you didn't have the time to wonder for long before the massive tits came together again, knocking you unconscious once more.

But just before the darkness took you once more, you found yourself wondering where you would awaken...