Toy for the job
Tiny Way to Die
chapter 21
by
copier
· original author:
flatworld
Suppressing a giggle, while the sober half of your brain acknowledges the dire decision you are making, you stand to attention and salute Jessica.
"Private Peter reporting for duty, ma'am."
Jessica's eyes lit up as she took the hand from between her legs and reached out for you with it. The unmistakable scent of arousal was fuming off of her fingers. She lifted you into the air and held you at arms length in front of her body.
"Listen up, Soldier, your mission, which you've already chosen to accept, is to traverse the blemishless lands of Mt. Jessica, to find her toes and tame them one at a time, to caress her thighs, to corral and tease her breasts and nipples, to find her hidden passageway and map it, and finally to report to her lips for debriefing."
Jessica stood up and walked over to her desk to flip on her desk lamp. "And to do it all in minimal light conditions."
She then reached over and flipped off her overhead light. Her room instantly lost all of its girlish flavor, and your world was limited to just Jessica. "Good luck soldier." With her spare hand, she saluted you. You saluted back.
She giggled and took two big strides towards her bed and jumped aboard. Your stomach left you as you floated through the air, still being clenched by her musty smelling fingers.
She sat up and leaned back against her headboard and reached forward and sat you down between her feet. You looked up at her body in the pale glow of her desk lamp. There was more than enough light to see her, but with the overhead light off, it was much more intimate than you could have imagined. She was idling biting one finger while her other hand stroked her thigh. Her breasts were hanging full and heavy on her body. Her soccer player stomach and thighs were distracting you nearly as much as her breasts when you felt something hit you in the side.
It was her foot. It was nearly as tall as you were.
"Private Peter reporting for duty, ma'am."
Jessica's eyes lit up as she took the hand from between her legs and reached out for you with it. The unmistakable scent of arousal was fuming off of her fingers. She lifted you into the air and held you at arms length in front of her body.
"Listen up, Soldier, your mission, which you've already chosen to accept, is to traverse the blemishless lands of Mt. Jessica, to find her toes and tame them one at a time, to caress her thighs, to corral and tease her breasts and nipples, to find her hidden passageway and map it, and finally to report to her lips for debriefing."
Jessica stood up and walked over to her desk to flip on her desk lamp. "And to do it all in minimal light conditions."
She then reached over and flipped off her overhead light. Her room instantly lost all of its girlish flavor, and your world was limited to just Jessica. "Good luck soldier." With her spare hand, she saluted you. You saluted back.
She giggled and took two big strides towards her bed and jumped aboard. Your stomach left you as you floated through the air, still being clenched by her musty smelling fingers.
She sat up and leaned back against her headboard and reached forward and sat you down between her feet. You looked up at her body in the pale glow of her desk lamp. There was more than enough light to see her, but with the overhead light off, it was much more intimate than you could have imagined. She was idling biting one finger while her other hand stroked her thigh. Her breasts were hanging full and heavy on her body. Her soccer player stomach and thighs were distracting you nearly as much as her breasts when you felt something hit you in the side.
It was her foot. It was nearly as tall as you were.
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