Desperate times call for desperate measures and that certainly seemed to apply to this moment. Even if you found a way out of Hanako's panties, you'd still have to climb all the way up her gigantic body to have any hope of being noticed. Your only realistic shot at survival from accidental squishing was to touch the most sensitive part of her young, soft, warm, beautiful, virgin... man those pheromones are not helping. "This isn't about sex," You tell yourself. You aren't some perverted creep trying to score with some chick without consent, you were sick and just trying to get life-saving help from your friend. You stepped towards the smooth hill that was her clit, slowly reaching out to touch it. You hand made the tiniest impression in the supple flesh. No reaction. Guess you're going to have to get more into it. You clutched the soft skin and climbed up, hoping that the top was more sensitive. Your heart was pounding and taking deep breaths was only making it worse. Your erection was pressing against your pants ,sliding up along as you made your way. You could feel your instincts screaming at you to reproduce and it took all your focus to keep on task. After reaching the top, you hadn't elected any reaction other than some more butt wiggles. Out of other options, you began doing everything you could think of to stimulate the nerves. You began rubbing, kneading, pounding, and even scratching the skin. In the heat of the moment, you couldn't stop yourself from stealing a lick of Hanako's sex. The somewhat salty, surprisingly sweet taste titillating your tongue forced you to moan in pleasure. "Come on Hanako. Please notice me. I'm afraid what will happen if I'm here much longer!" You cried out into her flesh as clouds of desire flooded your brain. You body beneath you did seem to be moving a bit more than before. When a high pitch coo rang out from above, you knew you were on the right track. The ground was becoming warmer, maybe even bigger? You hugged the clitoris as hard as you could, unable to stop yourself from kissing it. The noise of fabric shifting and increase of light drew your attention. You were no longer alone as a massive, slightly burned hand had entered the panties. Success... right?
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February 17
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