The Top Floor

"Top floor it is then, hold on to yourself."

 

She begins to walk away from the bathroom, tits jiggle themselves as her steps were fast in pacing and long in taking. With each of these big giant steps you were being clapped together by them. Your face would always gets swinged towards her skin, smothering you and your body in a pillow-like grasp before releasing it for you to gasp and breath.

 

And you had to repeatedly do this as she kept walking away... 

 

Once you reach the top floor, a tantalizing aromas enveloped them. The food court beckoned with diverse culinary adventures—sizzling stir-fry, cheesy pizza of a pizzarea, and the alluring aroma of freshly baked from a bakery, with a ramen shop too.

 

Adjacent to the savory delights, a neon-lit arcade awaited, its pixelated allure promising a nostalgic escape. You and your giantess companion wandered over the glowing screens, the electronic melodies of games blending harmoniously with the ambient mall hum.

 

At the end of the floor, is the bookstore. The glass pane shows shelves adorned with literary treasures invited exploration, as the hushed rustle of turning pages created a tranquil counterpoint to the lively energy echoing from the food court and arcade. 

 

So many places, each one alluring than the last. But you could only pick one...

(And who knows, maybe you'll visit the other when your done.)

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December 15, 2023