Sweet Dreams
My name is Phil Tiny
chapter 5
by
copier
· original author:
swp1
Phil tried to wiggle out, but he only found himself falling deeper and deeper into her Valerie's blouse. Eventually he just gave up. As he lay there bored, he lost track of time and started to drift off into sleep.
Suddenly, he felt his world around him quake. He was thrust along with the mounds of flesh surrounding him outwards and then suddenly back down as he could hear snoring noises from above. Valerie must have fallen asleep and was now breathing deeper than before, throwing his whole world into tormoil. Each time she inhaled, the distance between her breasts where Phil was wedged steadily increased and then suddenly when she exhaled he was smashed back into his spot. This tortured Phil as he was constantly being smashed, re-released, and consequently smashed again. It also worried Phil because being wedged kept him stuck in place and each time the gap increased, he would slide downwards slightly before being smashed again. So he was slowly sliding down her cleavage, against her control.
Within a couple minutes, Phil noticed that he was approaching the bottom of her breasts. Realizing that during her nap was the best time to escape, he dropped himself outside of her cleavage during her next inhale, climbed out from under her sheet, and walked on her legs unto her lap. She was lying there, face spread upwards clearly asleep. He crawled down her leg slowly as to not wake her. When he got down to her foot, he made a quick hop onto its top with the intention of then jumping off of her to freedom.
What happened, however, was that when he landed on her foot, it reflectively kicked, sending him flying into the air, and the foot accidentally whacking the seat in front of her. Phil tumbled a few feet away and looked up at Valerie. Did this kicking wake her up?
Suddenly, he felt his world around him quake. He was thrust along with the mounds of flesh surrounding him outwards and then suddenly back down as he could hear snoring noises from above. Valerie must have fallen asleep and was now breathing deeper than before, throwing his whole world into tormoil. Each time she inhaled, the distance between her breasts where Phil was wedged steadily increased and then suddenly when she exhaled he was smashed back into his spot. This tortured Phil as he was constantly being smashed, re-released, and consequently smashed again. It also worried Phil because being wedged kept him stuck in place and each time the gap increased, he would slide downwards slightly before being smashed again. So he was slowly sliding down her cleavage, against her control.
Within a couple minutes, Phil noticed that he was approaching the bottom of her breasts. Realizing that during her nap was the best time to escape, he dropped himself outside of her cleavage during her next inhale, climbed out from under her sheet, and walked on her legs unto her lap. She was lying there, face spread upwards clearly asleep. He crawled down her leg slowly as to not wake her. When he got down to her foot, he made a quick hop onto its top with the intention of then jumping off of her to freedom.
What happened, however, was that when he landed on her foot, it reflectively kicked, sending him flying into the air, and the foot accidentally whacking the seat in front of her. Phil tumbled a few feet away and looked up at Valerie. Did this kicking wake her up?
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March 24, 2025
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