Resisting the Nipple
Tiny Life Guard
chapter 9
by
copier
· original author:
sinkingsoftly
You decide to try to push against the dark circle of her areola as hard as you can. With a heave of strength you shove, pushing arms and legs against her thick puffy nipple, feeling the bumps and wrinkles shift as you apply pressure. You manage to loosen your penis from the folds of her nipple, just a tiny bit.
Sarah feels it.
“Ungh,” she moans. You freeze, and her body gradually suckles your penis back inside of her breast, then resumes sticking to you. She’s devouring you with her big, heavy breast. The surface below trembles as it consumes you, gluing your pelvis to the creamy flesh.
You pull away again. You have to escape this madness!
Sarah shakes slightly, getting more comfy. The consumption of your body continues even as you try to pull away. Your hands gradually sink into her, stuck fast to her warm skin. Your legs and penis feel… at one with the curve of the boob on which you rest. You can sense the rush of her milk around you. You fought desperately, but it looks like your destiny is as a little piece of her flesh, suspended in her boob for her whole lifetime.
You try to scream, and find making noise difficult. But you won’t be denied, and manage to let off a wail of plaintive fear, one that makes Sarah lazily open an eye to glance down at where the sound came from. You’re almost vanished in her. Her eyes meet yours. You want to beg. You can’t. Her nipple presses on your chin.
Sarah puts her lips together and blows you a kiss.
Her nipple swallows you whole.
It transfers you deeper, deeper, into her creamy milk ducts, then into a tiny alcove that squeezes around your body like a skintight suit. You don’t think escape is possible from here. Milk sloshes around you, delectable and rich. It costs your whole body, and you can only snatch air from a tiny corner of your prison.
Soon you begin to disappear into her breast’s insides, the walls absorbing you. You feebly thrash and quiver, but it earns you nothing. Perhaps, you think, if you wanted to escape her breast, you shouldn’t have fought against it: as it was you were sucked inside like quicksand, and now all you were was a cell inside Sarah’s chest.
Slowly, painlessly, you give in to her body, and vanish into her supple boobs forever.
Sarah feels it.
“Ungh,” she moans. You freeze, and her body gradually suckles your penis back inside of her breast, then resumes sticking to you. She’s devouring you with her big, heavy breast. The surface below trembles as it consumes you, gluing your pelvis to the creamy flesh.
You pull away again. You have to escape this madness!
Sarah shakes slightly, getting more comfy. The consumption of your body continues even as you try to pull away. Your hands gradually sink into her, stuck fast to her warm skin. Your legs and penis feel… at one with the curve of the boob on which you rest. You can sense the rush of her milk around you. You fought desperately, but it looks like your destiny is as a little piece of her flesh, suspended in her boob for her whole lifetime.
You try to scream, and find making noise difficult. But you won’t be denied, and manage to let off a wail of plaintive fear, one that makes Sarah lazily open an eye to glance down at where the sound came from. You’re almost vanished in her. Her eyes meet yours. You want to beg. You can’t. Her nipple presses on your chin.
Sarah puts her lips together and blows you a kiss.
Her nipple swallows you whole.
It transfers you deeper, deeper, into her creamy milk ducts, then into a tiny alcove that squeezes around your body like a skintight suit. You don’t think escape is possible from here. Milk sloshes around you, delectable and rich. It costs your whole body, and you can only snatch air from a tiny corner of your prison.
Soon you begin to disappear into her breast’s insides, the walls absorbing you. You feebly thrash and quiver, but it earns you nothing. Perhaps, you think, if you wanted to escape her breast, you shouldn’t have fought against it: as it was you were sucked inside like quicksand, and now all you were was a cell inside Sarah’s chest.
Slowly, painlessly, you give in to her body, and vanish into her supple boobs forever.
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May 30, 2025
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