Planet Spiral - Part 4
Your Life Bigger: The Sequel
chapter 8
by
copier
· original author:
spiralwriter
“You know I am, Miss Spiral!” Alena chuckled.
“Anything but this again…” her children groaned.
“Great! Well, since you’re all right here on my chest, let’s start off with a fun game!”
“. . . Fun.” Spiral sighed.
“Never really fun when you plan it, Mom.” Lily added in resignation.
“Just er, b-be gentle, Miss Spiral.” Molly mumbled.
“Whoohoo! Ready when you are babe!” Alena cackled.
“Alrighty everyone! Now this game is a simple one. I’ll be doing all the work, you all just have fun with it! Though, you might want to brace for impact every once in a while, hehe.”
“Im . . . pact?” Spiral gulped, sort of figuring out what was going to happen. It started as a slow, built up rumble as most actions did with Miss Spiral, but the effects were imminent. Leaning forward slightly, the group took a tumble the vast distance across her silken chestscape, until they were positioned neatly more or less near the center of the jiggly mass of her right breast.
“Geeeeeeet ready! It’s time to play Boobaline!” The titanic mother could barely withhold her excitement as she stared down from the heavens at the tiniest of mites that served as her company and entertainment. “3 . . . 2 . . . 1 . . . boop!”
Using just the sheer force of muscle control she had over the region of her chest, Miss Spiral bounced the fleshy orb, sending the occupants upon it careening through the air, two screaming, one crying, and one whooping in joy, flying towards the opposite breast almost millions of miles away. They landed with an impact that caused them to sink deeply into the softness of the squishy flesh, but another bounce from her left tit sent them flying back the opposite way once more.
This carried on for several minutes, Miss Spiral giggling the entire time as she did so, her laughter of joy ringing throughout space. She seemed to even be trying to break a personal record. “33 boops . . . 34 boops . . . 35 boops . . . 36!”
It carried on eventually until the trajectory was off and the momentum was lost, all of them hitting just the wrong spot, briefly bouncing off until they took a long, long, loooooong tumble downwards in a straight line, directly towards the depths of her cleavage. Down into the darkness they fell, the abysmal chasm of her chest enough to engulf worlds. After a descent that spanned what seemed to be the longest time, eventually they all met a point where flesh on either side of them met, catching them in its overwhelming and smothering embrace. “Ha-ha! 55 boops! That’s a new Boobaline record! Great job everyone, did you have as much fun as I did?”
“I think I’m gonna hurl…” her son replied, completely dizzy.
“Too much...bouncing…” Lily groaned.
“I never knew...Miss Spiral’s boobs were big enough to do that…” Molly noted, equally dazed.
“You better believe it, Miss Spiral! Best fun I’ve ever had in my life!” Alena laughed.
“Great! I’m so glad you all loved it! We’ll have to play it again tomorrow!” Ellen giggled, making a mental note of the the success of her latest improvised game.
“Hey, you, can you just grow outta my mom’s cleavage and get us out of here?” Spiral asked his best friend.
“What, and ruin your mom’s good time? No way!” the violet-haired vixen answered. “If it was anyone else, maybe, but you know I’ve still got the hots for her.”
“So, what do you guys wanna do next?” the goddess asked. “Oh, I know! It’s time for…”
“Oh no...Don’t tell me she’s gonna…” Lily began.
“Boobalanche!” Miss Spiral exclaimed with glee, grabbing her colossal chest and bouncing it up and down, shaking around the tiny captives in her chest. The four residents bounced back and forth against the mighty mom’s planetary orbs, the jiggling flesh continuing to throw them around in what felt like the universe’s largest bouncehouse.
“This is awesome!” Alena giggled as she was tossed about. “I don’t know why you guys always complain when I trap you in MY cleavage. If this was what the fun is all about, I definitely wouldn’t be complaining!”
“Shut up!” the other three exclaimed in unison, each of them having experienced it before.
After roughly thirty seconds of shaking, Miss Spiral slowed her bouncing bosom to a halt, her occupants losing momentum as they once again came to rest between her massive orbs, all but one of them completely exhausted. “Looks like the Boobalanche stopped for now!” she giggled. “Don’t worry, the Finger Patrol is going to come and rescue the trapped angels!” Pulling on her sports bra with her left hand, Miss Spiral exposed her cleavage before digging her right hand inside, delving deep into her cleavage until she safely secured them on her palm. Once she removed her hand, she let her sports bra snap shut once again, embracing the tightness of her outfit. “Rescue operation success! Great job, Finger Patrol!” she exclaimed cheerfully, bringing her palm in front of her face, her children and other inhabitants getting to view her planetary, heavenly visage up close, taking it the full extent of her natural beauty. “So, what shall we do next?” the mother eagerly asked.
“Umm . . . can we just go back home? Sorta worn out from all of . . . t-that.” Molly stated, the group dizzied and simply trying to recover from the onslaught of mammary-fueled mushings they had just gone through.
“I agree with Mols.” Lily groaned, holding her head in her hands and trying to stand up without feeling an extreme sense of vertigo. She was failing quite poorly.
“Oh come on. You guys are lightweights!” Alena cackled, peering down at her tinier friends, the hundred-foot purple beauty grinning from ear to ear. “I could go for a whole other round of that!!!”
“No.” Spiral grumbled simply, holding up a finger and pointing it at Alena.
“Aww, are my babies tired?” Miss Spiral cooed from so high above. “You are all so cute.” Her green eyes seemed to flicker with the glint of an idea, the sparkle of her mischievous side still quite visible in the emerald sea of her irises. “Cute enough to eat, in fact . . . ~”
“Mom . . .”
“Miss Spiral . . .”
“I like where this is going.”
“Anything but this again…” her children groaned.
“Great! Well, since you’re all right here on my chest, let’s start off with a fun game!”
“. . . Fun.” Spiral sighed.
“Never really fun when you plan it, Mom.” Lily added in resignation.
“Just er, b-be gentle, Miss Spiral.” Molly mumbled.
“Whoohoo! Ready when you are babe!” Alena cackled.
“Alrighty everyone! Now this game is a simple one. I’ll be doing all the work, you all just have fun with it! Though, you might want to brace for impact every once in a while, hehe.”
“Im . . . pact?” Spiral gulped, sort of figuring out what was going to happen. It started as a slow, built up rumble as most actions did with Miss Spiral, but the effects were imminent. Leaning forward slightly, the group took a tumble the vast distance across her silken chestscape, until they were positioned neatly more or less near the center of the jiggly mass of her right breast.
“Geeeeeeet ready! It’s time to play Boobaline!” The titanic mother could barely withhold her excitement as she stared down from the heavens at the tiniest of mites that served as her company and entertainment. “3 . . . 2 . . . 1 . . . boop!”
Using just the sheer force of muscle control she had over the region of her chest, Miss Spiral bounced the fleshy orb, sending the occupants upon it careening through the air, two screaming, one crying, and one whooping in joy, flying towards the opposite breast almost millions of miles away. They landed with an impact that caused them to sink deeply into the softness of the squishy flesh, but another bounce from her left tit sent them flying back the opposite way once more.
This carried on for several minutes, Miss Spiral giggling the entire time as she did so, her laughter of joy ringing throughout space. She seemed to even be trying to break a personal record. “33 boops . . . 34 boops . . . 35 boops . . . 36!”
It carried on eventually until the trajectory was off and the momentum was lost, all of them hitting just the wrong spot, briefly bouncing off until they took a long, long, loooooong tumble downwards in a straight line, directly towards the depths of her cleavage. Down into the darkness they fell, the abysmal chasm of her chest enough to engulf worlds. After a descent that spanned what seemed to be the longest time, eventually they all met a point where flesh on either side of them met, catching them in its overwhelming and smothering embrace. “Ha-ha! 55 boops! That’s a new Boobaline record! Great job everyone, did you have as much fun as I did?”
“I think I’m gonna hurl…” her son replied, completely dizzy.
“Too much...bouncing…” Lily groaned.
“I never knew...Miss Spiral’s boobs were big enough to do that…” Molly noted, equally dazed.
“You better believe it, Miss Spiral! Best fun I’ve ever had in my life!” Alena laughed.
“Great! I’m so glad you all loved it! We’ll have to play it again tomorrow!” Ellen giggled, making a mental note of the the success of her latest improvised game.
“Hey, you, can you just grow outta my mom’s cleavage and get us out of here?” Spiral asked his best friend.
“What, and ruin your mom’s good time? No way!” the violet-haired vixen answered. “If it was anyone else, maybe, but you know I’ve still got the hots for her.”
“So, what do you guys wanna do next?” the goddess asked. “Oh, I know! It’s time for…”
“Oh no...Don’t tell me she’s gonna…” Lily began.
“Boobalanche!” Miss Spiral exclaimed with glee, grabbing her colossal chest and bouncing it up and down, shaking around the tiny captives in her chest. The four residents bounced back and forth against the mighty mom’s planetary orbs, the jiggling flesh continuing to throw them around in what felt like the universe’s largest bouncehouse.
“This is awesome!” Alena giggled as she was tossed about. “I don’t know why you guys always complain when I trap you in MY cleavage. If this was what the fun is all about, I definitely wouldn’t be complaining!”
“Shut up!” the other three exclaimed in unison, each of them having experienced it before.
After roughly thirty seconds of shaking, Miss Spiral slowed her bouncing bosom to a halt, her occupants losing momentum as they once again came to rest between her massive orbs, all but one of them completely exhausted. “Looks like the Boobalanche stopped for now!” she giggled. “Don’t worry, the Finger Patrol is going to come and rescue the trapped angels!” Pulling on her sports bra with her left hand, Miss Spiral exposed her cleavage before digging her right hand inside, delving deep into her cleavage until she safely secured them on her palm. Once she removed her hand, she let her sports bra snap shut once again, embracing the tightness of her outfit. “Rescue operation success! Great job, Finger Patrol!” she exclaimed cheerfully, bringing her palm in front of her face, her children and other inhabitants getting to view her planetary, heavenly visage up close, taking it the full extent of her natural beauty. “So, what shall we do next?” the mother eagerly asked.
“Umm . . . can we just go back home? Sorta worn out from all of . . . t-that.” Molly stated, the group dizzied and simply trying to recover from the onslaught of mammary-fueled mushings they had just gone through.
“I agree with Mols.” Lily groaned, holding her head in her hands and trying to stand up without feeling an extreme sense of vertigo. She was failing quite poorly.
“Oh come on. You guys are lightweights!” Alena cackled, peering down at her tinier friends, the hundred-foot purple beauty grinning from ear to ear. “I could go for a whole other round of that!!!”
“No.” Spiral grumbled simply, holding up a finger and pointing it at Alena.
“Aww, are my babies tired?” Miss Spiral cooed from so high above. “You are all so cute.” Her green eyes seemed to flicker with the glint of an idea, the sparkle of her mischievous side still quite visible in the emerald sea of her irises. “Cute enough to eat, in fact . . . ~”
“Mom . . .”
“Miss Spiral . . .”
“I like where this is going.”
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