Feeling the biggest yet gentlest hug ever
As you look up, you notice the woman's face signals a clear message: pity and sorrow. She coos, and says:
"Awn, pobrecito, tener que pasar por eso. Ven aquí, un abrazo te será muy bien."("Awn, poor thing, having to go through that. Come here, a hug will do you good.")
"Wait, what..." it's all you can say, utterly surprised by the woman's reaction to your story, before she grabs you and brings you close to her chest. Like, really close.
She presses you on against her chest, allowing you to feel the malleable flesh beneath. At first, you want to struggle, trying to get free. But as you try to release yourself, you hear the woman's voice, saying in a calming tone:
"Shhh, no tengas miedo, no pasa nada. Simplemente, disfruta el abrazo."("Shhh, don't be afraid, it's okay. Just enjoy the hug.")
Her words...they have an effect on you. You start to struggle less and less, until you just, lay there, pressed against boobs. Now that you think about it, the pressure... is kind of weak. No really pressing you as a matter of fact. It was just the shock and the surprising move that send you into fright, not being really in danger.
Now that you're feeling it, this feels nice. Her slow, paced breath, it moves her chest in a slow, up and down motion, which combined with the warmth emanating, has a comforting effect. A part of you wish to lay here, and sleep. Much like being in a mother's embrace.
A mother's embrace: that's it, that's why she's doing this. Your story, what you went through, it must have activated this woman's maternal instincts, and to be honest, it could be said that you're like a child right now: smaller that an adult, extremely vulnerable, in need of protection and comfort. A part of you feels...disgusted by the thought: you're teenager, no a young adult. But it takes but a second to realize that even if that’s is technically true, for all intents and purposes you're in a similar situation as back when you were a kid.
And honesty, you don't really care that much right now. If being seen as a sort of "child" ensures your survival, and makes it easier to return to normal, so be it. However, that doesn't mean that you'll not try, once things are more organized and settled, to do as many activities that you can do by yourself. For unlike a true child, you can do things, and do them for more that whims or impulses. You can think, you can plan ahead. Even if it's just out of pride and renounce to being treated like a child, you're going to get things done. Eventually. Now, just enjoy this nice moment, in the embrace of a woman's. A giant, sexy woman who's also a mom. Quite the combination.
A few minutes pass, before you hear the woman's voice again, saying:
"Sabía que esto te ayudaría, muchacho. Pasaste por experiencias que nadie pensaría posible. Un abrazo de mi parte debe ser muy agradable."("I knew this would help you, boy. You went through experiences that no one would think possible. A hug from me must be very nice.")
Following this, she pulls you away, leaving you at the table again. For a second, you look disoriented, no longer in such a warm place. You look up, making puppy eyes. The woman, seeing this, just giggles, and says in a now teasing tone:
"Vaya, vaya, realmente te encantó. ¿Fue realmente agradable, estar rodeado de mi calor corporal? ¿O el hecho de estar presionado contra los pechos de una mujer madura pero sexy? Desde aquí puedo ver que no eres precisamente un niño: eres un joven adulto, y gente de tu edad...ya piensan en cosas de adultos."("Wow, wow, you really loved it. Was it really nice, being surrounded by my body heat? Or being pressed against the breasts of a mature but sexy woman? From here I can see that you're not exactly a boy: you're a young adult, and people your age...already think about adult things.")
"What...no, it's not...that...please, don't..." you blurt out, extremely nervous, and completely caught off-guard by this sudden shift on behavior. You're blushing red.
Seeing your reaction, the woman laughs a bit. However, it does not seem to be with ill intent. Then, she says:
"Lo siento, pero no pude evitarlo. Fue demasiado tierno ver a un joven de tu edad como tú, mirarme de esa manera. El contraste fue...demasiado tierno. Pero si te ofendí o incomode, mis disculpas. No eres el primer muchacho de tu edad en quedar embobado al encontrarse conmigo, así que tengo la tal vez mala costumbre de molestarlos un poco cuando están en ese estado. Lo siento mucho."("I'm sorry, but I couldn't help it. It was too cute to see a young man your age like you look at me that way. The contrast was...too cute. But if I offended or made you uncomfortable, my apologies. You're not the first boy your age to gawk at me, so I have a maybe bad habit of teasing them a bit when they're in that state. I'm really sorry.")
Well, that explains it. Now she mentions it, she is indeed really sexy. She has some excellent curves, nice long straight long blonde hair...
No focus, now is NOT the time for such thoughts. There're more pressing matters to care for, long before you can even consider giving weight to them. Calming yourself a bit, but still blushing, you reply:
"I...see. Don't worry, it just...caught me off-guard. I never expected to be treated in this manner, but life...sometimes has curious turns. Even some really absurd ones."
"Me lo puedo imaginar, Denis. ¿Denis, verdad? Tu dijiste que ese era tu nombre."("I can imagine, Denis. Denis, right? You said that was your name.") The woman replies back, now in a more serious yet still happy tone, more akin to a calm woman that a teasing beauty she was but a few seconds ago.
"Indeed, that's my name. And yours?" you asked now. It's true, all this chat, and still have no idea of the woman you're talking to.
"Agustina. Me alegra de conocerte."("Agustina. I'm glad to meet you.") She replied, smiling while getting one of her fingers close to you. At first you don't know what to do, until you realize she wants to shake hands...as best as possible giving your current situation.
Feeling a bit...dumb, you stretch your hand, and shake the finger. Remarkably, the woman follows precisely your movements, making this an actual "handshake". While doing this, you say:
"Well, I'm glad to meet you too, Agustina. And as you can guess...I'm in a bit of trouble, and really, really need help. Would you mind to aid me?"
"Por supuesto, te ayudare como pueda. Eres libre de quedarte conmigo por el tiempo que sea necesario. Trabajaremos juntos para ver si puedes volver a la normalidad."("Of course, I'll help you however I can. You're free to stay with me for as long as it takes. We'll work together to see if you can get back to normal.") She says, beaming with happiness.
"Glad to know." you say, happy as well. Heck, happier than ever before. You might be tiny now, but you've managed against the odd to find the backup you need to start your journey back to normal. Now, you've something you were lacking: hope.
"Awn, pobrecito, tener que pasar por eso. Ven aquí, un abrazo te será muy bien."("Awn, poor thing, having to go through that. Come here, a hug will do you good.")
"Wait, what..." it's all you can say, utterly surprised by the woman's reaction to your story, before she grabs you and brings you close to her chest. Like, really close.
She presses you on against her chest, allowing you to feel the malleable flesh beneath. At first, you want to struggle, trying to get free. But as you try to release yourself, you hear the woman's voice, saying in a calming tone:
"Shhh, no tengas miedo, no pasa nada. Simplemente, disfruta el abrazo."("Shhh, don't be afraid, it's okay. Just enjoy the hug.")
Her words...they have an effect on you. You start to struggle less and less, until you just, lay there, pressed against boobs. Now that you think about it, the pressure... is kind of weak. No really pressing you as a matter of fact. It was just the shock and the surprising move that send you into fright, not being really in danger.
Now that you're feeling it, this feels nice. Her slow, paced breath, it moves her chest in a slow, up and down motion, which combined with the warmth emanating, has a comforting effect. A part of you wish to lay here, and sleep. Much like being in a mother's embrace.
A mother's embrace: that's it, that's why she's doing this. Your story, what you went through, it must have activated this woman's maternal instincts, and to be honest, it could be said that you're like a child right now: smaller that an adult, extremely vulnerable, in need of protection and comfort. A part of you feels...disgusted by the thought: you're teenager, no a young adult. But it takes but a second to realize that even if that’s is technically true, for all intents and purposes you're in a similar situation as back when you were a kid.
And honesty, you don't really care that much right now. If being seen as a sort of "child" ensures your survival, and makes it easier to return to normal, so be it. However, that doesn't mean that you'll not try, once things are more organized and settled, to do as many activities that you can do by yourself. For unlike a true child, you can do things, and do them for more that whims or impulses. You can think, you can plan ahead. Even if it's just out of pride and renounce to being treated like a child, you're going to get things done. Eventually. Now, just enjoy this nice moment, in the embrace of a woman's. A giant, sexy woman who's also a mom. Quite the combination.
A few minutes pass, before you hear the woman's voice again, saying:
"Sabía que esto te ayudaría, muchacho. Pasaste por experiencias que nadie pensaría posible. Un abrazo de mi parte debe ser muy agradable."("I knew this would help you, boy. You went through experiences that no one would think possible. A hug from me must be very nice.")
Following this, she pulls you away, leaving you at the table again. For a second, you look disoriented, no longer in such a warm place. You look up, making puppy eyes. The woman, seeing this, just giggles, and says in a now teasing tone:
"Vaya, vaya, realmente te encantó. ¿Fue realmente agradable, estar rodeado de mi calor corporal? ¿O el hecho de estar presionado contra los pechos de una mujer madura pero sexy? Desde aquí puedo ver que no eres precisamente un niño: eres un joven adulto, y gente de tu edad...ya piensan en cosas de adultos."("Wow, wow, you really loved it. Was it really nice, being surrounded by my body heat? Or being pressed against the breasts of a mature but sexy woman? From here I can see that you're not exactly a boy: you're a young adult, and people your age...already think about adult things.")
"What...no, it's not...that...please, don't..." you blurt out, extremely nervous, and completely caught off-guard by this sudden shift on behavior. You're blushing red.
Seeing your reaction, the woman laughs a bit. However, it does not seem to be with ill intent. Then, she says:
"Lo siento, pero no pude evitarlo. Fue demasiado tierno ver a un joven de tu edad como tú, mirarme de esa manera. El contraste fue...demasiado tierno. Pero si te ofendí o incomode, mis disculpas. No eres el primer muchacho de tu edad en quedar embobado al encontrarse conmigo, así que tengo la tal vez mala costumbre de molestarlos un poco cuando están en ese estado. Lo siento mucho."("I'm sorry, but I couldn't help it. It was too cute to see a young man your age like you look at me that way. The contrast was...too cute. But if I offended or made you uncomfortable, my apologies. You're not the first boy your age to gawk at me, so I have a maybe bad habit of teasing them a bit when they're in that state. I'm really sorry.")
Well, that explains it. Now she mentions it, she is indeed really sexy. She has some excellent curves, nice long straight long blonde hair...
No focus, now is NOT the time for such thoughts. There're more pressing matters to care for, long before you can even consider giving weight to them. Calming yourself a bit, but still blushing, you reply:
"I...see. Don't worry, it just...caught me off-guard. I never expected to be treated in this manner, but life...sometimes has curious turns. Even some really absurd ones."
"Me lo puedo imaginar, Denis. ¿Denis, verdad? Tu dijiste que ese era tu nombre."("I can imagine, Denis. Denis, right? You said that was your name.") The woman replies back, now in a more serious yet still happy tone, more akin to a calm woman that a teasing beauty she was but a few seconds ago.
"Indeed, that's my name. And yours?" you asked now. It's true, all this chat, and still have no idea of the woman you're talking to.
"Agustina. Me alegra de conocerte."("Agustina. I'm glad to meet you.") She replied, smiling while getting one of her fingers close to you. At first you don't know what to do, until you realize she wants to shake hands...as best as possible giving your current situation.
Feeling a bit...dumb, you stretch your hand, and shake the finger. Remarkably, the woman follows precisely your movements, making this an actual "handshake". While doing this, you say:
"Well, I'm glad to meet you too, Agustina. And as you can guess...I'm in a bit of trouble, and really, really need help. Would you mind to aid me?"
"Por supuesto, te ayudare como pueda. Eres libre de quedarte conmigo por el tiempo que sea necesario. Trabajaremos juntos para ver si puedes volver a la normalidad."("Of course, I'll help you however I can. You're free to stay with me for as long as it takes. We'll work together to see if you can get back to normal.") She says, beaming with happiness.
"Glad to know." you say, happy as well. Heck, happier than ever before. You might be tiny now, but you've managed against the odd to find the backup you need to start your journey back to normal. Now, you've something you were lacking: hope.
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May 29, 2023
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