"Glad you're not pussying out. Right without further ado, let's start with the first round." Olga announced, picking you up from her cleavage and to her palm. Onna went back a bit and pick up a black plastic bag. "For the first round, your gonna guess what are you in, Tits or Ass."

"This should be easy for you," Onna says, "So we're gonna put you in this plastic bag, shake it up a bit and send you off to whichever one of us."

"Ready?" Olga looks at you, you replied by nodding.

As soon as you do, Olga drops you into the black plastic bag. Onna then shakes it up, throwing you off balance and focus, confusing your surrounding and preventing you to see whatever the outside world is like now.

By the time it's done, they took you out and into another pitch dark and sweaty crevice of whatever sister your in right now.

Jesus Christ, this place is disgusting. It's no different than Olga's sweaty chest. But does it smell worse?

Nope. You can't tell the difference. Your nose might be broken a bit.

You try to touch anything to hint where you are. There's, some hair, there's little gap to find what the outside looks like.

But something seems to be a miss, a pulsating something coming from the very back of wherever this is.

What is it?