~ VI ~

No Mountain High Enough

The day had been like how the weeks had been before, without conflict or problems, no sudden foes or end of the worlds. Rather it seemed strange to be without those things after dealing with them for so long. Lucky felt much like a parrot on being perched on the shoulder of the giant. Behind her was the curved wall of vibrant hair, wavy and thick, the thinness of its gasps allowing a mere glimpse behind them.

In looking back to the kitchen was much like looking back to their past. Being the lonely but witty girl born to being an inch tall. Sunset going from a foe to a friend to the closest one of them all—now lover. There was the issue with the Sirens that pushed the duo to accept all that they felt toward the other.

And through overcoming the events of the past, it allowed them to be as they were, in the present, together and in love, watching terrible movies together. Lucky no longer had reason to look back as her gaze passed over the thick and sunny throat next to her. Leaning against it, she ran a hand over the smoothness of the heated skin.

The power behind the shape tingled down her spine.

“You catching a load of this? Celestia I'd forgotten how bad movies could be.” Lucky felt the hurricanes' worth of wind vibrating behind the density of skin. It powered the voice that spoke to her—as soft and feminine it still was on her ears. “You doing good by the way? Usually I'm the one telling you to shut up during a movie.”

“That's because I wanna pay you back for stuffing me down your cleavage to get into a movie.”

“Pu-please! That was one time!” Lucky glanced beyond the edge of the shoulder to see the massive hand gliding toward her. Stepping away from the throat, she allowed the approaching fingers to wrap around her frame. “For the price of another ticket, we got popcorn, a snack, and a drink! None had yet to see you!”

The sprawling fingers slide around Lucky's waist and tightened around her hips. The dimness of the dome had been humid with the subtle fragrance of strawberries. It was for this reason Lucky was nearly sad to be lifted out of this little world created by the mere existence of the giant—one of many worlds Sunset created without knowing.

“Shoving you deep into my cleavage and zipping my jacket up was hardly one of the worst options I could choose! Besides! You like my boobs—don't you?” Lucky blinked as she was held in the sky itself. Before she loomed the monolithic face of Sunset, which spanned to every corner of her vision, details of her face rendered blurry due to her bigness. “Having them pressed tighter was probably a joy ride for you. Each of my steps had to be more entertaining for you.”

Lucky rolled her head and her eyes for double points in sarcasm and foreplay. “I dunnooo! I just think you wanted your big bad chest to dominate little ol' me.”

“Ho-oh? You think being smothered between my girls is domination?” Sunset's overcast face enlarged as the hand drew Lucky closer to it. Winds became warm by the proximity to the giant girl. “Don't forget I used to be a villainbefore this. If I was feeling really cheeky—I would have put you exactly there.”

Lucky cocked her head to the side and raised an eyebrow.

“Don't try to play confused—I know exactly where those little perverted eyes of yours wander to.” Sunset's lips became the sole vision to the tiny as they consumed her sight. Glancing up revealed the massive eyes looking down at her. “I would have pulled out the back of my pants and tugged out my underwear and let you go swimming ever so deeply between my flanks. You'd have only until I sat down in our seat to make it to my crotch—before I sat down on you, of course.”

Those mile-long lips settled inches away from the tiny as Sunset was going for an effect. Each of them was curved to supple perfection and knew how to wear every smile and smirk well. The real trick was in when they split. The reveal of their interior. Moist dimness settling like a carpet over the expanse of the hidden tongue, darkening as it went deeper across.

“And if you wanted to watch the movie? You'd have to push out the front of my pants and panties, allowing them to pin against you, all to get a glimpse of the movie.” Sunset then licked her lips. “But don't you worry. I'd drop a snack or two down my underwear for you to enjoy. Though if we through our snacks a little too early... and I was still hungry... well...”

Sunset opened her mouth as much as she could, allowing the whole of the cave to be glimpsed into, the freshness of a mind attached to every breath. Warm exhales blew over the tiny as the heat seeped through her clothes and exploded across her skin as peppermint stung in her nose.

The inward curve of each lip gestured inside to the presented maw; teeth towered in a subtle slope reminiscent of bars to a prison cell. Wide and tall were their surfaces that one would have to jump at in the hopes of reaching the top. But one couldn't avoid the mass of the warden behind it.

“I guess I would have to reach into the front of my undies and have the little girl there for a little meal.” Sunset's tongue rose with all its weight and crashed on the roof of the top teeth, laying flat, the whole of the monster exposing itself. “Toyed by my butt and pinned by my underwear only then to be devoured. Hard to see a movie from inside my tummy, isn't it?”

Lucky waited with bated breath for the next few seconds. She was panting was the wordplay tickled every bone and licked every lip on her person. All those humiliating ideas simply excited her as none of them reeked of punishment to her. Being washed over by the delicious cheeks of a supple ass then pinned against the pussy lips of Sunset's wonderful cunt?

The monster shot toward her.

Lucky shut her eyes, expecting the tongue to roll over her, the fingers ceasing to do so, allowing the beast to reel her back into the maw. There she'd be played with, flicked around, cheek to cheek, pushed around the arched divot between the teeth—before looming at the back of a throat, rounder than any well, tricked over the edge and swallowed down an abyss.

None of that happened.

Something licked at her cheeks, tiny flicks, reminding Lucky of a happy puppy. Her eyes opened to the tip of the tongue lapping at her cheek, affirming all its love for the tiny, over and over again. Few seconds passed until the tongue pulled back and the same with the hand.

“Of course I'd never do any of that you, Lucky!” Sunset said as her world-size head leaned to the left, eyes closing and lips spreading. “Those days are behind me now thanks to you. I'm... happy we can be like this now. You and I, close together, being able to be with another.”

The hand zoomed Lucky toward the presented cheek of the girl, crushing her against the lemon surface in the lightest of slap, the crack through the air, pleasant on the ears, the tiniest rippled vibrating across the expanse of softness. The warm squish wobbled around the tiny as she was rubbed around it, sinking easily into the texture, a sensation that never ceased to be wonderful.

And she would have enjoyed it more.

If it weren't for one thing.

The burning at the junction between her legs.

“Sunset?” Lucky asked in opening her arms and hugging the cheek, bunching the softness into a clump before her chest. In the slanted surface above, a massive eye opened, looking down at her. “You know I love you, right? Not the like-like kind of deal but the full price of love-love. You're banging in every sense possible—in body and personality.”

“And I think you're not too shabby yourself.”

“What can I say? I'm the first example of smaller being better when it comes to a relationship.” It was true Lucky's size was her selling point. It didn't matter the size of her ass or her chest—both still, thankfully, moderate. “But when I say I love you... that doesn't just apply to the girl you're trying to be. I like all the parts of you.”

Sunset swallowed in fear... but the action itself, of hearing and feeling the vibrations of such a thing... was enough to turn the tiny on even more. “How d-do you mean?”

“It means that I know a part of you still gets off to being like the villain that you were before.” Lucky submerged into the squish of the cheek, relying on its warmth for support. “The sirens showed us that we have a taste for the other side. I didn't hate all the things they put me through... only that I didn't get to do them with you.”

Sunset's eye was still cast on her from above, while her lips blew gales from below, the feeling of being in the middle of a beast. The giant stole seconds to compose herself. Then her head lowered and honesty found itself within her. “I've been fighting. Fighting so hard to keep me from being like that. Trying... because it's so easy for me to be and enjoy being evil.”

“You were never evil to me,” Lucky replied with a smile. “Only cheeky.”

“T-That so?”

“We go from cheeky to genuine to joking all the time.” Lucky shook her head and rubbed her cheek into the much bigger one. “It'd be boring if we were one way all the time. Sometimes we need a little foreplay to get it out of our system. All that you said to me... I liked it.”

Now it was Lucky's turn to lower her head and speak the truth. “If anyone else said that to me, I would have fought, with words and struggles, hating every second of it—especially if they were really the kind of person. But I know you, Sunset, to know that you're not like that. You'd get off to dominating me with your butt. But I also know we'd cuddle and talk and go back to normal after all.”

Sunset kept silent.

“It's those kinds of games that the rest of the world will never get to play.” Lucky raised her head to gaze up to the eye above. “That I would suddenly find myself in the back of your underwear and need to escape before you sat down. But I know you'd never sit on me unless I wanted it. Or you would do it in a way that I wouldn't be harmed and couldn't call it off.” She inhaled a deep breath to put a conclusion to all she felt. “I guess what I'm trying to say is that... as much as you would enjoy me struggling against the cheeks of your ass... I would also enjoy struggling against the cheeks of your ass.”

And then she nodded. “Because it's your ass. And I know your ass. I trust it.”

The visage of the sloped and sunny cheek pulled away as the rest of the colossal face swam back into focus. Sunset nearly glared at her, and Lucky flinched, wondering at which point... she'd fucked up.

“You... have to be... the absolute worst at expressing yourself.” Sunset a single tear to cast a river across a curved lane to her chin. Next to that journey came the first, true, genuine smile from the girl. “You're so silly and perverted, yet sweet and kind at the same time. Never change. I love that you love my butt.”

Lucky nearly gasped as she was flung forward and the mass of the lips washed over her at once. Tons and tons of immense softness crashing and retreating to allow another wave, heavy, to slip over her again.

And Lucky kissed back as her own covered not even an inch on Sunset. Yet the affection was felt and its size was always irrelevant. So long as it was there, its size and form didn't matter. It was acted upon and that was all that counted for a girl like Sunset. Her bizarre life with Lucky, barren of normalcy, could be made complete on a single fact.

That this tiny girl loved her wholly.

Once the kiss was done, however, the tiny was pulled away. Something was different about them both this time around. Each of them was breathing, panting, desiring more from this exchange. Lucky had been rolled and allowed to rest in Sunset's palm as it was held before her face.

And Lucky had been the one to break the thickening silence. “So... can we finally fuck now?”

Sunset rolled her eyes but nodded.

It had been her that had said to never change.

Sunset walked down the hall of her apartment with nervousness tensing her nerves. Given the right to be as she pleased allowed for a few fears to go away—but the first time was the first time. Her hand turned the knob to the door and the bedroom and, even though none were next to her, she didn't enter the sacred place alone.

Rather her mind was fixated on the pebbles that were nestled between the cheeks of her ass. She was never aware of them during her daily life. Now, however, every rise and fall and jiggle teased her mind. The subtle times they smacked together, pronounced, due to the pebbled crushed over by the walls of softness.

A little tease to what the rest of the night had promised.

“A-Alright.” Sunset more so swallowed the words than spoke them as the door shut behind her. She glanced to her left, the sliding-doors of her closet outfitted with glass. They depicted her current reflection. “Hope you had fun—because it's time to come out.” She turned her hips and went to hook a pair of fingers to the back of her pants. But a glance at the mirror asked for something different. “On second thought.”

Sunset strolled to the glass and turned around, arching out her hips, sticking out her ass, feeling a leaving from in-between her cheeks. Sure enough that lucky pebble had escaped the twisting walls of her flanks to the pocket of freedom between the front of her hills and the material of her undergarments.

But as she pushed her bottom out, the underwear was forced to stretch to the curve, the cheeks filling the space, the mass of ass rolling over the tiny. Soon there was a minuscule bugle in the denim. Her butt filled out the back of the pants and perfectly outlined the shape of her lover against them.

“What's the matter Luck? You were lucky enough to get in my pants... but couldn't handle something like my derriere?” Sunset shook her hips to the sway of her flanks, loving their rolling over her lover. “Don't worry. Your big girlfriend is coming to save you from herself.”

Meanwhile.

Lucky found herself splayed in the most subtle of curves at the bottom of the presented cheek. If she had to guess, she was near its bottom at its thickest swell. Every jiggle beat over her body in smacks of utter softness. The pressure was immense but it was plushness that was always on her. It more so flattened around her then it did crash into her.

Then her world opened up.

Above came a literal silver lining as the waistband of the denim had been tugged inches back. Fingers pushed into the crevice between sunny softness and dense fabric, holding each of these massive shapes back, in a protective way, to reach the tiny lover trapped by them all.

There was a moral in that, somewhere.

Then the fingers found and wrapped around her. Slowly they lifted Lucky out of the silky confines on being raised before the cleft of the rump where the area was more spacious. Dark transitioned into blinding light as Lucky was saved into the world once again.

The first thing she did was glance right to the vertical lands of glass. There loomed the titan with the back of her pants pushed out, one hand holding them out, another pinched at something that was an inch. The power of the scene was enough to make the tiny whimper.

Lucky was into bad girls.

Just wasn't often they had kind hearts.

The world rocked around Lucky as the giant walked. Gazing down revaled the miles of land covered in seconds by a stride of a foot. Soon the visage transitioned into the sea of blanket that was the bed. One the fingers lowered Lucky toward and, on being close enough, flicked her onto.

Sunset's way of pushing her lover onto the bed.

Lucky crashed into the blanket and mattress, which swallowed her impact and bounced her a few, causing her to roll back into stillness. Shaking her head, it took seconds to adjust to the new landscape. After a while, she stood, gazing off to the giant on the horizon. Two pant-clad legs loomed before the bed and, in Lucky gazing up, she saw the heaviness of the crotch above—barely held back by a gold, metal button, akin to a vault.

The vast width of those denim-covered hips saw to massive hands crashing onto their sides, one side being pushed out, baking the scene in the aroma of her allure. Lucky tried looking even higher up—falling on her rump in attempting to see the top of the skyscraper—as the stretching, rising lands of dense fabric, deeply black, rose ever higher into the sky. It'd been a thick tank-top clinging to every inch of Sunset in a way both girls loved,

Shadows passed over Lucky, round in perfection curvature, leaving her sitting in-between. Plush mountains loomed above with their shape hugged by the dense fabric of the top. Both could barely be seen over to a glimpse of the face, beyond blurry and massive, that consumed the sky and tinged it in yellow.

“Don't you worry.” Sunset's words floated above non-existent clouds and rained down the same. “You won't be on that bed for long. Relax now. Let your protective girlfriend take care of you. Reward you for not saving you as quickly as I should have.”

The distant haze of the hips turned around, cast in a blurry state due to their scale, the mass of ass crashing over and out from above. There was a slight sway to the hips, a swish to the right and a jump to the left, a bop up and down, allowing the constraint fatness below to jiggle around. The deviating pressures across the denim were beyond a turn on.

Sunset turned around as her eyes from above never left the tiny. Instead her hands reached to her sides, feeling across the slope, fingers tracing across the subtle, vertical curves. They reached up to the pushed-out sides of her globes—where the fabric was spread, nearly stretched to cover their shape.

Most girls needed the thickness of clothing to supplement what they had.

But Sunset was different in that regard. Rather it was what she had that supplement that which was around it. Expanding the clothing worn around it, allowing the sight of spread fabric over the supple shape to tease at what could so deliciously push everything out.

Her palms collapsed to the sides of her squishy mountains as her fingers laid over their tops, sinking into the unseen skin without meaning to—Sunset was truly that soft. Then her fingers dug in with intent, causing the plushness beneath to spill and press against the material.

“You're going between these girls soon enough.” Sunset rolled back her head and closed her eyes, moaning at every syllable. “Caught deep in-between and unable to escape. Only able to wiggle before I do this.” Her palms pushed together and her boobs pressed the same, filling out, top and bottom, torrents of squish spilling out. “Forced to endure every squeeze as each becomes harder and longer and tighter.”

She moaned loudly. “Feeling you struggle inside my chest is going to be wonderful—why don't you take a closer look?”

Sunset's hands reached down to her tank-top coming short over her tummy. Lucky lost her breath in seeing that screen of fabric becoming gripped by the pillars of fingers. They settled for a second before pulling upward. Tanned, lemon skin glowed below as the top was pulled up over the tower of woman.

Lucky stumbled backward in seeing the difficultly of the fabric passing over the chest above. Those globes were pushed in by the fabric, one forced to wiggle over them, casting them to wobble, each bounce titanic on the eye.

That was until the clothing was pulled through the sea of hair and over the head of the giant so high in the sky. It turned and swung around like a lasso above, its creation of currents of wind thick, the sounds of which, thicker, as Sunset stood like a goddess.

She then let go and let the article soar over the bed. It cast night as Lucky looked up to the flying sea of black above. Then it fell and crashed somewhere beyond the mattress. Looking away had been her defeat.

“Shouldn't have kept your eyes from the prize,” Sunset voice echoed from behind her and, by the time Lucky gazed back, the black bra holding the twins overhead was undone. “Now you'll have to get out of this to see the girls you like so much.”

Lucky turned around to the towering blur of the giant to sense a heavyweight upon her. Looking up allowed her to see the vastness of domes overhead. The padded kind now dropping over her. Sunset smirked from above and before, loosely holding her bra over the tiny, letting go on the second of being seen.

“Have fun.”

Lucky had been standing in the vastness of a blanket as everything changed. There was a heavy and dull thud around her as everything darkened. The view beyond was taken by the curve of the cup surrounding her. One baked in heat and the sweet smell of Sunset's skin. Her boobs could heat the whole flat if Sunset wanted to.

“Know how to turn a girl on... don't ya?” Lucky whispered to herself with a smile, reaching the end of the article, lowering to her knees and bringing a hand to the dense brim of it all. It required some muscle in her shoulder to lift it even by an inch—which she crawled through.

The world opened again to distant thighs filling the horizon with their thickness. Following the exposed, slender belly above saw to the golden twins high above—finally free and being played with. Sunset's palms teased on their underside, lifting their weight and kneading them.

“What's this? Did the little hero escape from her prison?”

Lucky stuck a hand on her hip. “No prison can ever hold me back!”

“That so?” The waistband of the distant pants saw to fingers diving into them, pushed down, ever slowly, as the legs turned around. Lucky was forced to gaze up at the cheeks overhead. Their shape filling out as the denim was pulled down. She gave them a shake on every tug. “But I know a few places you can never escape from.”

Lucky shrugged as she pushed her hips to the side. “Please. I have the key to everything.”

“That so?” The pants collapsed on passing the thickest portion of the presented rump. Waterfalls of fabric striking the air as they stacked a pile on the ground below. Lucky gasped in seeing the natural, amber skin of the revealed thighs. How they shifted in place was delicious. “Because I can think of a few situations you'd be nothing but trapped in.”

Lucky went to speak but was silent as the towering legs turned to face her again. The glow of the skin ceased into the luscious blackness of the clinging underwear. It clung to the mounds of the crotch, panty-clad hills shifting ever slightly.

Lucky was used to being small... but there was something in seeing the spread of the crotch above that caused her to feel small. How that pussy spanned the space of a park and so easily dominated her in simply existing. Dampness came in blotches at its front as musk overtook the area.

“What's this? Is the brave hero starting to realize there's another place I can trap her in?”

That crotch lowered to the bed and kept before its edge, a present to the tiny, who approached it carefully. Lucky was just able to run a hand down the fabric to feel its smoothness. She could press into it ever lightly—barely touching the mounds it outlined.

“Mmhmm! Do you enjoy stroking the front of your girlfriend's giant underwear.”

“Giant underwear?” Lucky teased back. “Don't let the whispers of bullies get into your head. You're not fat in the slightest. Your underwear isn't giant at all.”

“Aren't you just a naughty girl for mincing my words.” One of Sunset's legs rose from the horizon, the same true for one of her arms, both arching into the sky above. Lucky stumbled back at watching the structure of a woman pass overhead. “Better look out, little Lucky, because I'm about to lie down.”

Twin breasts hung from above as each smacked into the other; Sunset's sunny stomach composed the vastness of the sky in skin alone. After the giant had passed overhead, however, she reached the opposing end of the bed, turning and collapsing,

The bed rose and dropped and waves rode throughout the mattress. Lucky rumbled about in place as squeaked thundered in the distance. On finding proper footing, however, the tiny became aware of the slender, amber pillars are her sides.

The greatness of towering legs settling on her sides.

The tiny girl turned around for a scene unable to be handled. The legs thickened inward until reaching the swell of the gigantic thighs. The bottom of the giant was exposed. Panty-clad cheeks smushed into the bed as the cliff of the crotch couldn't be seen over.

Until a hand swept in and plucked the tiny up.

Within seconds it had deposited her on the sprawling area of heated skin. The blond surface firmly rolled into the beyond, coming short at the sides and tapering behind. Lucky gazed forward to the underside of mountains—ones capped by bubble-gum pink tits.

“Guess we finally made it.”

The boobs fell away to create a narrow passage in-between them, revealing the distant face of Sunset. She was smiling at the inch currently standing on her stomach. “Can't say I ever expected my use time to be like this. Hope you enjoyed the show back there.”

Lucky nodded her head around. “Managed to knock a few items off the bucket list thanks to you.”

“Glad I could impress.” Now it was Sunset's turn to arch an eyebrow. “But do you think you could pay back the favour? You've gotten to see most of me naked by now. Haven't had anything in return.”

Those golden mountains jostled whenever the giant spoke. Little ripples down their shape as their wholes jutted about ever so lightly. It made listening to her words harder. But Lucky still patched the request through. Her hands reached the bottom of her top and pulled it over her head.

“I, er, where should I put my clothes?”

Sunset giggled to the light smacking of her chest. “Oh, right. Guess losing your clothes would make them much harder to find them again.” She racked her mind for an answer—one with an attached smirk. “How about this? Look behind you.”

Lucky turned to the playground of the waistband behind her, the wide brim brought up from fingers, revealing a hint of the view within. Tufts a fuzzy pubic hair towered like an untamed crop. Each seemed silky and shared the same colour of Sunset's hair.

“Toss everything in here.” Sunset inched the waistband higher. “Don't worry. It'll probably get tangled in my bush or glued to my underwear from your handiwork later. Once you get my panties off tonight... they'll either be in there or on me for sure.”

Sunset fought a blush in gazing over the top of her breasts, the back of her neck propped up on a pillow, allowing her to see the tiny currently on her tummy. Lucky stood as tall as she could in comparison to the running landscape around her.

Sunset's breathing quickened at the sight and Lucky noticed. The flatness of the tummy dived and pushed out slightly, causing the little one to stumble, the mass of the breasts lazily riding the waves as well.

Lucky fell forward and splayed herself above the vault that was the present belly button. Sunset giggled—washing the girl in the waves that passed down—before scooping a finger over her back. It traced the smaller girl's shape, a spot of the skin and the most minuscule chill that was a bra-strap. Going down offered a little reward in the slight, rising plushness, of Lucky's derriere.

“Cute butt.”

“Thanks.” Lucky's face raised from the golden skin to gaze across the sloping valley of breasts—gazing into the monolithic face there. Sunset was wearing a kind smile between the fields of blushing cheeks. “I made it myself.”

Sunset giggled as her eyes glanced down. “Do you.. mind if I help with your clothes?”

Lucky swallowed but nodded. “Only if I don't have to repay the favour later.”

Sunset beamed at that in lifting pinching the waist of the cutie and lifting her. With delicate precision of her nails, they clicked the bracket of the bra, undoing the strap. Lightly they pulled it forward, across the arms, and off the chest it helped hold back.

The bra rested on the top of her index finger as Sunset leaned in to examine the girl closer. It may not have been the biggest rack around, but the minty skin was luscious and gleamed in the light—seeming like coating brushed over the sweetest of foods.

Saliva seeped into the giant's mouth.

“Hope you don't take this the wrong way,” Sunset said in lowering her finger beneath the band of her panties, tangling the bra with the thick tufts of her bush, “but I think mine are bigger.” Her arm came back to cross around the arch of her boobs, a forearm pushing them back and up, allowing their shape to bunch and compress together.

“I'm not the one that loses out in this exchange,” Lucky fired back as her hands lowered down her front, grabbing the band of her underwear. She pulled them down while lifting her legs—allowing the free, warm air to tickle all that laid bare. “More of you to enjoy for me.”

“Oh? Is that what I am to you?” Sunset freed her arm from the hold as her sunny boobs crashed back onto her chest, fat smack and subtle wobbles following, little ripples afterward as they settled back in place. “Enjoy me all you can and leave little in return?”

“You kidding? Didn't you learn from our first meeting?” Lucky struck a pose with her arm, pumping a muscle as if it would improve her image. “There's always a way to win! Be it talking or doing the little things that the big people don't notice.”

“Hmm.” Sunset tilted the mass of her head as waterfalls of hair slid down her shoulders, overflowing to the sides of her shoulders and becoming trapped behind her back. Her eyes mockingly glanced at the heavens. “I dunnoo! How is a little girl like you supposed to get all of this off?”

Sunset glared back at her with a grin as her free hand gestured down the sprawling length of her frame. Their intimate moment returned to the teasing and competition normal for them. Her words were true.

With thick thighs and a supple ass and fat breasts and a tight pussy... each utterly gigantic... how was the little Lucky supposed to get that much of a woman off?

“Because you're hornier about this than me!” Lucky said with a nod and the crossing of her arms. “Have you seen your panties Sunny? They're soaked and I can smell how wet you are for me right now.”

Sunset smirked. “Then maybe I should toss you into my underwear right now.”

“You're not going to do that because—“ Lucky turned the face of the fingertips consuming the sides of her body, pushing into one and pressing into the other, allowing her a second long escape. Her feet tapped the tummy as her steps sunk into it. She then struck a finger to the mountains beyond. “Because I'm going to take on your boobs first!”

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Lucky had no clue what she was doing. Being on Sunset's body was it became her new world was crazy. The stomach went on forevermore to her sides and the length of the legs blurred further than what her vision could capture. And, of course, the boobs before her towered higher than any mountain.

At her sides flew back the massive hands of the giant, coming to settle in the distance, slipping into the underside of the thick, sunny puddings. Each colossal boob was lifted as the fingers across it sunk easily into its shape. Rising high to the sky was how their size had blocked light.

“So these are the mountains you dare to challenge?” Sunset's voice echoed from behind the underside of the boobs. They were thickest here. Lucky walked closer toward them, the skin warming at her feet—nearly burning on reaching their shadow; the place they once rested. “Don't be so silly. No explorer could handle the weight of these crashing on them.”

“Maybe to someone cutting gym class!” Lucky came to the thickest swell of the held mammary, able to see the length of every finger zooming across it, the tons of weight they held back, how deeply they sunk into it. Slowly the masses were lowering. “But a gal like me can take it—no sweat?”

“Let's just see about that.”

Lucky wasn't quite sure what she was expecting in seeing the bottom of those fat breasts falling toward her like a mock tidal wave. Splitting her legs and holding out her hands, she prepared to take the weight of the boob—no matter its great weight.

The fingers supporting the rack flew away into the distance as Sunset let her chest drop with a knowing smirk. Her boobs smacked back into her chest and, in one second, Lucky was standing in her pose, and in the next, nothing could be seen of her as the underside of the mass swallowed her whole.

The flesh of the boob smacked into her body into the ground and rolled over and around her as a result. Nothing could be done to the immense pressure weighing on top of her. It was heavy and dim as the brightness of the skin was the only light within this pocket.

“What's this? I don't see the little hero anywhere!” Sunset's voice came both through the heap of delightful fatness, the other, echoing through the hollow chamber below. “All I saw were those big bad boobs come down out of nowhere and wipe out the whole zone! Wherever could my little Lucky be?”

Lucky found herself lying on her back, panting, breathing odour instead of oxygen. Immense softness crushed across her body in the heaviest blanket experienced in her life. She was trapped underneath Sunset's right breast, closest to its center, where the ceiling was most vast and the softness utterly dense.

Thankfully the boob was incredibly squishy too. It smothered the tiny but did not outright pin her—despite feeling as such. Lucky was even able to raise a hand to the ceiling, pushing up on it, hands sinking into it, fingers swallowed, that was, until finding purchase.

She pushed back an iota of the titanic boob as a gasp rung out from above.

“What's this? I felt a tickle! Could have someone lived through the collapse of my boobs?” Sunset's distant giggles exploded like sporadic bombs in their booms jostled the landscape. “Don't worry! I'll send out a search party to find you!”

Lucky flipped onto her stomach and closed her eyes at once. Heated skin burned her tits with its pleasant strokes. That same tinged spread across her frame the same, causing her thigh to implode with a gooey reward. The tiny never had her ass played with before—but having the full weight of a breast pressing and rubbing over her rump was enough to reveal unknown sensitivity in hidden places.

“Mmhmm! That's a good girl.” Lucky heard Sunset's moan as a distant tapping came from above. She'd been using a forearm to create a pocket in the collapsed space, the softness of yellow always spilling over her—but allowing enough space to at leash push forward. “Keep crawling underneath my boob like that. Let me feel how big it is. I can't even see you while looking at it. None would think any different if they were to glance at it. But I know you're there, stuck, forced to crawl through.” Muffled squeaks of the bed came with shuffling sheets in the great beyond. “It feels sooooo gooood! Being ignored as I have for years. This level of appreciation... mhmm.... was deeply needed.”

Lucky noticed the slit between the ceiling and ground was spreading out and becoming wider as she must have been reaching the side of the mountain. What she couldn't get was the tapping above. Little smacks like feet were walking above the top of the hill. Worse was, when it passed directly overhead, the pressure on her body became greater.

Until a solid pushed from above caused the boob to pin Lucky into place.

“Found you! Nearly escaped too!” The pressure relented for a second and Lucky panted her next through breath back. The air was humid with the taste of orange on her tongue. Light shone behind her. “You better crawl quickly! My fingers are coming to get you!”

Lucky blinked at seeing the other side of collapsed mass suddenly pull into the sky. In the thick, blinding opening, two fingers slide in, long and slender, sliding across the ground with ease. The girl turned away from it and begun crawling toward the exit at once. “That was it!? You were marching your fingers over the top of your boob to feel for me?”

Laughter caused the ground to rise and sink beneath Lucky as the distant voice roared. “All is fair in love and war.”

Lucky barely made it out with her life at reaching the ending curve of the breast on top of her. She could feel the smooth nails brushing her ankles as the sloped edge was thickest of the mountain. Rolling onto her back, she pushed all four into the ceiling, straining to lift it, raising a considerable amount of boobage as it created a gap for her.

“Found you.”

“Ack!”

Lucky had expected to maybe been grab, but as the plushness of the fingers arched over the slope of her crotch, pinning itself there—that had been unexpected. Her feet kicked into the dim ceiling as little ripples flooded outward from it. She rocked back in forth to handle the overwhelming pleasure flooding out from the pressure.

Sunset must have been smirking at catching the tiny underneath the monolithic stature of her girls. She already had big tits to begin with—just a lick away from being D's—but having them so utterly crush another must have been a turn on. It was if the change in breathing was to be believed.

Little smacks of the lips and suppressed moans still getting through.

Lucky was still much in the same boat as she tried to escape. Her bare body was free except her crotch, pinned by the mass of the finger that's sheer size forced her thighs into a spread. It ever so lightly applied pressure on the spot, pinning the body in please, causing Lucky to do her best to fight against it.

“Aaaahh! H-Heroes never go down like this!” Lucky wrapped her legs around the smooth, warm pillar, attempting to wrestle it into submission. “Take this!”

“My oh my! Are those your thighs I feel? Can't tell you how much I would love to roll them around between my fingers.” Lucky gazed down the front of her body, watching her boobs jostle from her struggles, twisting her frame to land an escape. “But does that mean my finger is where I think it is? If that's the case, then I can do this.”

Lucky glared at the polished surface of the nail until seeing and feeling the whole of the finger pressed down, pushing back and forth, stroking the junction between her legs. The poor girl spasmed at once at having a plush hill, heated too, rubbing full force into her pussy.

She screamed in pleasure as she rolled around to express the torrents of pleasure. Her thighs locked around the finger for a different reason as her hips couldn't be stopped from grinding back and forth, riding the rubs of the massive strokes, feel intense pressure on her lips that called for her hips to smack into the surface teasing her.

“Got you! Extraction procured!” The finger went from rubbing back and forth, a push forward and back on the minty thigh, to tapping on the minuscule cunt. Over and over, each tap summoning a hump, the tiny still fighting to grind her pussy all over the fingertip. “May want to lock your arms around my finger for this. Going to be a fast retreat.”

Lucky did as she was told as the rest of the finger passed over more of her frame. Her arms wrapped around its barrel and couldn't even reach its back. Her chest sunk into the skin and meshed into the bone of the knuckle behind. Lost to an intense pleasure that stole her, Lucky locked herself to the finger, grinding up it was her boobs were smushed between it, her face sunk into tip, hungrily making out with it.

Gravity and velocity gripped and churned in her stomach as the suddenness of light flashed into her life. It took a few seconds for the winds to cease and the movement to stop. Still she made love to this smooth structure—that was until hearing the clear laughter of her lover.

“Not going to lie to you.” Lucky pulled her face from the surface of the finger, which towered so much higher than she could reach, and looked left and off into the horizon. Sunset's giant face loomed there, lips opened as she was panting, cheeks ever red. “Never expected to see you so horny or round my finger so tightly. You almost look and feel like a dog given a leg.”

Lucky intensely blushed at the realization of not only being hovered over the massive spread of breasts below, but that she was making lover to a finger, humping and kissing and smacking her chest against it... all while the giant watched like she were some kind of pet.

The tiny let go without thinking and fell at once. Sunset didn't try to do anything but lean left, her right boob sinking into the same direction, the surface of the sphere fast approaching in Lucky's vision. Her body smacked into it, sinking inches as the mass swallowed her momentum, wobbling it away as it launched her out the same.

Lucky smacked into the curve wall of the sister as the apparent heat of the twins settled over her. Heated air reminiscent of the thickness of a sauna—but one always tinged with the flavour of the giant. She smacked into the side of the boob, rolling down it this time around, becoming deposited into the narrow alleyway between them.

The ground was harder here, allowing the tiny to rise easily enough, but the weakness of her legs caused her to stumble left. She placed a hand on the lazy side of the boob only for it to sink into it against, her body tripping into it, sinking, it impressing her shape into it.

Lucky stood against it as she gazed out to the front of the cleavage. The distant face of the giant wasn't even focused on her as its chin tilted upward as if to receive something. Then came the fly-by of the previously rode finger, douse in a droplet of juices, aimed for the widening maw of the giant.

The monolithic scale of seeing those lips part to the absolute cavern within scared Lucky in a primal sense at seeing the magnitude of a predator's maw. Nearly a city could fit across the expanse of that tongue as skyscrapers couldn't hope to touch the vast ceiling of her mouth. That finger driving in barely covered anything despite having the thickness of a spaceship. The lips closed upon it and the sounds of suckling composed the night.

Lucky wasn't sure how to feel inside the darkened valley as the distant scale of her girlfriend had leaned her head back, sucking her every mile on not even an inch of wetness, a series of thick bulges appearing on the distance throat.

They passed down that tunnel and faintly appeared across the chest. It raised the patch of skin holding Lucky as she further sunk into the squishy wall. Her eyes couldn't help but follow the direction of the tremors. A distant spread of the taut belly laid in the horizon as those passing things became deposited within it.

“Mmhmmh!” The fingers plopped out from behind and caused the girl to look left. She was still sinking into the warming wall as the heat tinged at her ass. Sunset had settled the mass of her face on the tiny. “Now that's a taste of you I can't get enough of—but correct me if I'm not mistaken. Weren't you going to conquer my mountains?”

“Of... of course I am!” Lucky kicked off from the side of amber jelly as it jiggled in her absence. Stumbling to the middle, she went to stand tall, only to hunch forward, still, very much, panting. “Just need to catch my breath is all. Came close to... y'know.”

Torrents of softness washed down Sunset's expression. “So you're enjoying this, right?”

“Think I'm as scared as I am turned on,” Lucky replied in standing tall, catching her breath. “It's something new and different and, I'm not going to lie, you're a lot bigger with your clothes off. Usually I'm trapped in a place or kept on your shoulder. But seeing the full scale of your body and trying to traverse it—definitely going to take some getting used to.”

“Do you want me to tone it down?”

“You kidding? I'm no wuss.” Lucky pointed a thumb over her shoulder to the view in the great beyond. “I don't want an inch of dry panties before I get there. I promised to rock your world as much as you're rocking mine. Wouldn't be a proper first time if all you did was treated me.”

“So the game's back on?”

“The game's back on.”

“Good. Because I wanted to tell you that the walls are collapsing again.”

“What do you mean the walls are—“

Lucky felt the presence of weights to her sides and, in looking over each shoulder, saw the mountains taking form. Somewhere in beyond the sides, palms were confirming its supple curves, ringers reaching across the underside to give the shape more pronunciation.

“Oh no! Run Lucky! Get out before the walls close in on you?”

Lucky rolled her head around. “You've got to be kidding me!”

Lucky still broke into a weak sprint forward, each step unbalanced and causing her to smack into a boob, each eager to swallow her, to hold her—but she fought on. The overcast shadow became darker as the air singed with heat as the pressure of the shapes grew tighter. It wasn't even at the halfway point the front of the valley smacked together, blocking the way, leaving not even a slit as the effect barreled toward the tiny.

There wasn't anything to be done as, even as the girl turned around, the walls collapsed on her at once. Each smacked into the other with an audible slap of skin ringing into the air. Lucky was caught in-between them, one soft, curved dam at her back—another at her front.

They locked Lucky in-between as the heat soared evermore. Each of the boobs meshed together as they rolled over her body, forcing up and down, utterly squishy her own. That was a humiliating factor. Sunset's giant breasts smothered Lucky's own, forced them to compress into themselves, unable to handle the pressure the much fatter twins were exerting onto it.

Then the walls pulled away and light returned dimly again. Lucky was suddenly on her feet, able to breathe, the air faint with oxygen and strong in Sunset's sweat. She barely gazed over the right of her shoulder and down the valley to the distant and blurry face of the giant. She was smirking. “Oh-ho! Here comes another pancake!”

Lucky stared at the arched and yellow hill before her, watching its upward curve into a thickness that she couldn't see over, knowing there was a top over and beyond. But that didn't matter as the whole came hurtling toward her, rippling and jiggling in its speed, not stop even by the throwing up of hands.

The boobs smacked and trapped her in-between, rubbing and meshing together for seconds at a time, loosely falling away after a moment, crashing back together again. Sunset was grabbing her bust and meshing it together, coming to pull away from her hands after a second, allowing the natural split and spilling of her boobs before smashing them together again.

Smack after smash after clap.

“And now the finale attack!”

Sunset gave her all into pushing her boobs together into utter tightness, rolling one up and the other down, one right and the second left, feeling the rubbing of her skin and the mutual sinking of softness into softness. After a few seconds, she kept her chest locked, no doubt enjoying the wiggles of the one between them, kicking feet and heating hands into the supple shape of the twin, having all attacks only swallowed by something like boobies.

What a way to make a girl feel powerless.

That was until something emerged.

“What's this?”

Sunset continued to hold her chest together as she leaned her chin forward. From the crack between her bust shot out a lone hand, reaching for fresh air, the refreshing freedom washing across the exposed forearm. Another hand escaped her bunched cleavage as both smacked down on the tops of her summits.

“No way! You actually swam through my cleavage to reach the top of my girls?”

Lucky head shot out from the sunny slit like a face breaking from the surface of the water, inhaling deeply as her aching lungs demanded, hands crashing on the sloped, lemon surfaces to ensure she'd keep afloat. Looking to her left, she was more on the left breast than the right and, forearm and knees sinking into its grounding, Lucky was able to throw herself onto the top of the plateau.

“Now would you look at that? You made it.”

Lucky didn't bother to gaze to the face watching her the whole way, always feeling it within her peripheral, not caring too much for it. She talked across the rising shape of the land as it tapered to a transition of sunny skin a curvature of bubble-gum pink land.

The tiny was arched forward as she fought to lift her head. The smooth ground became wrinkled beneath her feet, slightly, as the heat diminished the same. Her eyes focused on the base of the approaching structure, one thick and round and soft, tapering up, its rounded tip able to pierce the clouds above.

Lucky fell and landed on her front, flipping onto her back, her breasts naturally parting as she rested on one much bigger. Her head rolled left as she gazed to the giant face. “Not going to use this as an opportunity to mess with me?”

“Think I got my fill of playing a villain.” Sunset exhaled through her mouth as her arms snaked together somewhere below, falling the towering curves that were the sides of her breasts, the support of pressure causing them to expand upward. It was a nice rise to the tiny who felt propped by the boob itself. “This is still our first time and I want it to be... sweet.”

Lucky lazily nodded her head. “Ain't that the truth.”

Her eyes gazed up to the towering tit still within her gaze. Flipping onto her stomach, she rose against, coming to stumble into the swell of the nipple. Wrapping her arms around it, the skin gave way to a structure beneath it. Finally a hardness the girl could latch onto.

“Is it bad that I can see you wearing a naughty cop uniform and using my tit like a stripper pole?”

Lucky grinned on raising a leg across and around the mass, unable to even reach across its side. It still offered support to latch onto as her crotch smacked into the structure. The heat and wrinkles and hardness tucked within gave the girl something to squeeze and thrust into.

But the infatuated girl wasn't about to leave the giant without a reward. Clung to her nipple in a latch unable to be broke, she pushed her cheek into the surface, allowing it to burn into her skin. Lucky gazed into the eyes of her giant lover to ensure all her affection acts were seen.

Lucky propped up her chest and allowed some of the pillars to part her girls, each of which rubbed into the structure, sliding up and down, a different sensation of plushness stroking across its surface. She gasped and held tighter in feeling the nipple throb, swelling slightly, enlarging in thickness and rising harder as a result.

“N-No fair!” Lucky said in-between a pant as she kept her to her thrusts up and down the shaft, allowing it shape to fill the space between her legs, allowing the heated hardness to beat into the sensitivity of her needy cunny. “Even your tit outgrows me!”

“Y-Yeah, b-b-but...” Sunset clenched an eye shut as her expression mellowed into pleasure. Everything flushed through the mass of her system caused by the act of love and lust from tiny teasing her tit. “It's because of you it's growing s-so much and s-oo... mmhmmm!... faaast...”

The sheet of Sunset's tongue flopped out from the mass of her maw and draped itself on her bottom lip. She'd been gazing with love at how much the tiny lover was working to please her. That alone was enough to knock her into a higher state of arousal. Without consciousness effort, one of her hands floated over the dome of her other breast, clamping over its front, kneading the flesh, jerking the tit there between a set of fingers.

“Mmhmm! I-Is that... how that is?” Lucky closed her eyes as heat warmed her nerves and settled her mind, causing her to no longer care for any sake of danger. Even as quakes rocked and wobbled the boob she was on, the fact this giant, despite how dangerous she could be, was her lover... both were engaged in the act of sex with each other caused fears to disappear. “Even when you're not t-teasing or... playing games with me... y-you still find a way... to make a c-competition... out of pleasing you.”

Sunset's head rolled over the wide field of the pillow it rested on, unable to keep still, lightly moaning at every possible instance. She was licking her lips and lightly arching her hips, little thrusts to get it on, the silk of underwear now heating, a burning surface, due to brushing with the fires of her massive cunny.

Lucky had equally lost herself to pleasure as the burning itch deep within her cunt spread further and further. Rocking her body into the towering tit allowed that hardness to press across the full scape of her frame—too bunch her tits and press into her thighs and lightly beat into her slit. She was rocking up as she slid her pussy over the slope of the pillar.

But she could never smack nor fly her thighs fast enough.

“Screw it,” Lucky whispered to herself before gazing over and across the slope of the boob, seeing it lower in a curve the further it went on, seeing the looming face of Sunset, so afar, with her eyes scrunched as she rode the pleasure. “Hey Sunset! Use me like a toy! Force me against your boob and jerk me against your nipple and do every naughty thing that comes into your mind!”

There was a vast casting of a shadow of Lucky as the world darkened for a moment, followed by the slap of a hand, crushing into the surface of the hill, causing it to wobble around. The finger clamped over the spread of its curved, kneading and squeezing, seconds in-between, following by distant roaring and moaning.

Two fingers and the bumps of their midsection gripped the sides of the tiny, ever so lightly, pumping her up and down, slowly, every succession followed by speed. Lucky had the roughness of the towering tit meshed against her breasts and grinding into her swollen lips, the heat and the hardness of the protrusion bringing great appeal.

The giant jerking off her tit in using the body of her tiny girlfriend. This continued for seconds as the pumps were now blurs due to its speed. Both were lost to the state of lust as the night was ready to reach its apex.

Lucky had been brought to the tip of the tit and squeezed against it, which she hugged and humped in the inch of space provided, not so much minding, however, in being pulled away. Once more she was cast before the majestic sight of Sunset's face. Both bore hungry gazes ended by a mutual nod of what was to come.

The tiny gazed over the shoulder to catch the barreling form of the other arm curving around the side of the sprawling bust, the one holding her doing the same of the other side, bunching the twins again—but the real climax was down under.

Lucky watched as the other hand reached the wide, ebony waistband of the panties, lifting them to expose the dim, musky world within. Rich musk floated from the opening with its heat tasteful and crafting molecules in the air. Slowly the tiny watched the top of the band passed overhead, such a heavy bridge, curved and held back, by the might of a thumb.

She was floated over the untamed forest of yellow and scarlet tufts, each fluffy in their silky appearance, locking in the scent of sex and permeating it. Then the journey took a slope in tandem to the natural one of the crotch below.

Two hills inched into view in the greatness of their subtle arch, composed of velvet squish and kissed by sunlight itself, the mounds parted by the sudden rolling of bright pink lips in-between them. Lucky gasped the dark taste of strawberries at finally seeing the giant woman's sprawling pussy.

Its lips were agape to reveal the interior valley of Sunset's cunny. Already a fleshy boulder peeked out from its hood, seeming to throb, flicking in place. Far below was a hole rounder than any vault, breathing and alive, opening and closing in inches, another mouth craving a treat.

Lucky gazed over her shoulder and upward. The dense stitching of the underwear sloped above to perfect and famine curvature. The ceiling was slick, pheromones raining from it, the inside of Sunset's underwear a musky sauna meant to drown those within in the dominating smell of her sex.

The tiny girl remarked, at the back of her mind, of always being a snack. Being fed to underwear or eaten by a giant cunt or devoured by the mouth of a giant. Being inside a pussy would be different as it would be a living and reacting tunnel. What she did would matter a bit more. Yet it would be another thing to swallow her whole.

Rather the fingers brought her to the clit instead. “I-I... don't think you're ready to tend to all of downstairs just yet. But please. Hold onto this for me.”

Lucky looked over the rolling curve of the bolder, allowing her hands to feel across it, a soft layer revealing a complete hardness behind it. Latching herself onto it, the fingers holding her let go—sinking to the blurry base of the cunt below, three slender pillars shooting, in a haze, into the vault far below.

The sight and scene and feeling were a titanic happening beyond description itself.

Lucky gazed up through the opening of the underwear and across the long length of the belly, seeing the boobs afar falling away, allowing you to see, in-between, the distant face of her love. Sunset happened to gaze down and see her, starting to smile, beginning to roll her hips against the bed.

The tiny followed into doing the same. The boulder warmed her thighs and pressed against her softness with a hardness carved throughout the night. She rocked her hips, grinding upward in a curve—having a profound impact. Sunset thumped her ass hard against the mattress to the thunder of roaring squeaks.

Here was a place on a girl where the size of service didn't matter.

Lucky continued to work against the clit as she kissed it and allowed her hands to search across it, always looking to the distant face, seeing Sunset further lost to her pleasures. Down below, the pillars continued to work, shoving in and out, over and over, building speed to the rising of moans.

And fog and steam of sex thickening inside of the underwear.

Lucky couldn't feel the deepening itch within starting to expand, growing and hurting, a close sensation to throbbing. The slaps and smacks of her thighs onto the clit were wet in their sound as she kept going and going. There was a pleasure in seeing every thurst, each hump, causing a quake to shoot upward and across the whole landscape of the giant.

That her tiny stature truly had an impact on her girlfriend after all.

That she could always find a way.

Both girls reached the apex in their speeds as their moans rose and each other names started to sing out. Lucky wasn't aware of when a finger pushed into her back, only that it had, rubbing her around, tapping her in place, giving her the pressure and speed of wanting to be fucked that she couldn't obtain on her own.

And when both girls felt the end of their pleasure in sight, both cried each other's names, the giant arching her waist into the air, as high as she could, rolling her head all over the pillow. The finger holding the tiny arched down to the base of the cunny, a closed, massive hole, faintly revealing the clenching interior of the mile-long tunnel.

To the sloshing sounds of racing currents.

Lucky was panting outright musky fumes in being unable to comprehend the view before her. Far at her sides were the thickest swells of the mounds as they vertically curved, the lips between now spread, the tunnel behind the looming hole utterly massive in its sight. Then came the crashing of waves as a torrent of juices splashed into freedom.

Completely dousing the girl in a thick stream of femcum.

Lucky happily drowned in being cummed on by her lover, overjoying every splash and each crash, the smell like fog in her lungs, all that underwear, ruined, by the pouring honey. Once the torrent had ceased, the tiny was retrieved from the silky confines, brought over to the panting, blushing face of Sunset.

“You...” Lucky barely breathed out, coughing, the taste of sweet milk tinged in her lungs. “...have made one of my dreams come true.”

“And I'm about to do another.”

Lucky couldn't see the eyes above as she was brought toward the closed lips of the girl, which parted slightly, turning her around and resting the tiny on their supple shape. Lucky was gazed down to see the tops of those boobs resting in a golden sheen causing them to look delectable. To the side, however, Sunset had reached for a holding-mirror.

Lucky watched as the screen of glass was held before the lips, allowing their massive size to fit into view, that, and the tiny tucked in-between them. Then the lips meshed over her frame, rolling her around, their warmth and love tickling over her body.

And that tip of the tongue somewhere behind struck at her backside, pushing itself through her clamped thighs and reaching their crux. Lucky grabbed a handful of the lips as her finger clamped to therm, rocking her ass back into the tongue, allowing it lick at her cunt, teasing her pussy, riding the tongue until climax.

Lucky rolled back her head at feeling that cursed pressure finally being released through her cunt, dousing the tongue with a dot of sweet white. She kept upright in the tension of release before faltering onto the lips. Drained and without energy, she was simply content to be held by the lips.

Until they sucked her back into the maw.

Everything was dim and moist as liquids sloshed around. Lucky was lying forward on the center of the tongue, seeing around to the dim cavern, the curved walls of the cheeks and the rows of teeth sloped around. Light shone in, causing an eye to clench, seeing out through the parted lips to the same mirror in the beyond.

It was ethereal to see what she looked like in such scenes. Seeing the front of those lips, opened, to reveal the inside of her maw. Everything looking normal except the tiny girl on the undulating waves of the tongue. Its heated, wet softness was pleasant on the skin, rough enough to provide a texture.

Lucky wouldn't have minded being naked and lounging on Sunset's tongue to an afternoon. But Sunset was seeming to ask for something now. The way how she'd tasted herself on the body on the tiny, unable to hold back on the flavour naturally coating Lucky. She wanted to have her. To be close and one before slumber came.

And for that—Lucky nodded.

The tiny watched as the lips closed suddenly and all went dark, the world tilting up and her body sliding down, hands not even grabbing at the tastebuds. Rather she turned onto her ass and slid toward the back of the throat, letting every bump pleasure her, the wide, dark opening below growing.

Lucky reached the end of the tongue and jumped over the edge, allowing the back of the great throat to capture her at once, thick and soft muscles welling around her like a tight of warm, damp blanket—ushering her downward.

All became dark as her body was carried down the length of the throat, feeling the journey slowed from pressure on the outside. Sunset must have tilted her head back to completely expose the area, pushing to fingers on the bulge created by her form, stroking it with love as it thinned and disappeared beneath her chest.

Lucky was spat into the familiar confines of the belly to the splashing of her crashing form. In the distance came the thumping of a heart quickened by the act. The area was warm, sweetly scented, a smell belonging only to the likes of Sunset. The tiny rose within the dome, feeling it quiver before her feet, everything shuffling as the giant must have properly laid back.

And then there were the distant pats on the outer shell of the belly.

Lucky reached the back of the backward curve of the stomach, sitting down and leaning against the lining, the heated surface better on naked skin. All around her was the body of her love as she was now at the center of it all. Inside the titanic as she spanned all around her.

And that's how the two came to spend that night together, one inside of the other, both peaceful in this regard, being as close as possible one could be to another.

Author's Note

I suppose there is shame in admitting there are some clients a writer likes more than others. To pretend all projects are equally loved to be worked on is folly. This story, however, needs no pretending.

This has to be my favourite commission of all time to work on. Alex's tastes are the same as my own and we both get a kick out of the same kinks. His outlines had enough to work off while allowing me room to inject a few beats. It was simply a fun, relaxed, and great story to work off.

Sometimes it's the simple and loose ones that are the best to work on.
~ Yr. Pal, B