Eat up...
A Tiny Child Chapter 3
Carolyn sat down at the table with Amanda to eat breakfast. The jolt of her sitting down sent a shock through her breasts that propelled you upwards, and you at last could see out again. You had given up on trying to make yourself seen, so instead just tried to stay steady against Carolyn as she ate her breakfast.

"Um," said Carolyn, between forkfuls of warm eggs, "what happened to -"
"Ha, he's not dead," replied your sister, still reading the paper before an untouched plate of food, "the woman realized what she'd done in time, so she got to the hospital fast as possible, and had her stomach pumped."
"She didn't just, er, vomit?" Carolyn, prudent as ever. She's even clasping her tea mug with both hands.
"Uh, no..."

Your arms were about to give out from hoisting yourself up from her breasts, trying to maintain position, when all of a sudden, "Mom?" Amanda said, "you've got a bit of food stuck in your cleavage there."
"Ah - thanks," she says, plucking you out from her breasts with thumb and forefinger.
Carolyn was about to mindlessly place you immediately between her lips when she feels movement from the crumb between her fingers.
"Hey, this isn't -" she looks down at you, and gasps louder than you've ever heard her gasp. "Jake!! Oh my god, I had forgotten about you. What were you doing in my -"
You are too embarrassed to speak. Amanda stifles her giggles.
Carolyn is blushing too.
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May 12, 2023
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