This choice: Started laughing (she was joking) / something else. • Go Back...Chapter #6Started laughing (she was joking) / something e... by: Unknown Rachel seemed to answer silently with the most serious smile I could ever expect anybody to make, making me sweat even more against the warmth of her body, but she spat out a raspberry and let out a loud, resounding belly laugh that shook up the prison of fur and cleavage keeping me smothered, rubbing even more fur all over my face that made me cough up a few stray hairs.
"Now, hat kind of sense would that make?!" She tittered, rolling her eyes. "It's pretty hard to hug and kiss somebody who's trapped in your belly!"
"Wait, hug and wha-"
Rachel refused to let me ask any questions and pulled me and her head together for her to plant her large, furry lips along most of my face, coating my head in a thin layer of spit that she promptly rubbed off by breaking away and rubbing me with her cheek again, my eyes bugging out the entire time.
"T-That's all fine and well, miss, but if you'll let me go, I've actually got of work that I need to catch up on, so-"
"Oh, no..." Rachel said forcibly, despite that her grin was as wide as ever. She twisted me around so we were face to face, eyes showing a steely resolve at me sitting trapped in her mitts. "A lil' cutie like you is something that comes only once in a lifetime, and I'm not gonna pass up a steal like that!"
"A...steal?" I asked, voice cracking.
Grinning smugly, Rachel pulled me down so I couldn't see her face and began bouncing for the exit, me and her blubbery exterior swaying up and down, up and down, shaking up the contents of my stomach...
.....
"Miss Loomitt...I'm sorry, but you're not making any sense right now. You said you want to...buy Nathan?"
"Mm-hmm!" Rachel answered matter-of-factly, nodding her head once. "You guys say you're home to many of the greatest rarities on a doorstep's notice, and you know what? This here's my rarity!"
Rachel hadn't loosened her grip throughout our walk from the hedge maze to the foyer car, holding me only firmly enough that I could tilt my head to the side to see Miss Carmine. The feed on the screen connected to her office gave a view of her seated partway in a pool of water that left her plentiful breasts partly submerged within the surface, the both of them wrapped up within the buttoned flaps to a gray business suit, and laid on top of an almost leviathanic mass of black that cast most of the water below in an almost void-like abyss of darkness.
The confusion on her face was a breath of fresh sanity in the morning I'd been enduring. She incredulously stared back at us, seeing the fear on my face as it sat firmly wedged partway into her breasts, then sank her head into her fins' palms and began massaging her temples. "Miss Loomitt, that's in regard to items. You know, meals and antiques, or what not."
"Well, Natty here is sure a heaping plate of sweet, tender huggability, I know that!" Rachel countered, pulling me up to nuzzle me against her cheek again.
Miss Carmine kept her face hidden in her palms before pulling them away and interlocking her fingers, fighting tooth and nail to avoid showing any exasperation. "Miss, Nathan is a human being, as in staff that's contractually obligated to live and work under our stead as..." She bit her lip before continuing, glancing at me with a guilted look. "...company property."
Of course, I couldn't concentrate on being offended by that statement, as I was too busy feeling a glimmer of satisfaction tingle in my chest as Rachel looked back with a hurt look. "You mean...I can't keep him?!"
"Well, no. He can't leave the train, of course, but-"
But once she'd realized that last word'd crept out, Miss Carmine sputtered and, ever so briefly, broke out of her professional demure and partly covered her mouth with a balled fist, eyes widening.
"...buuuuut?" Rachel said slyly. "Was that a 'but?' I think I heard a big 'ole 'but' in there!"
Miss Carmine glanced at me with regret even worse than when she referred to me as property, then shut her eyes and gave a tired sigh.
"Should you wish, I can arrange for Nathan to be your personal conductor for your trip, and from then you can have him do or act on your desires within certai-"
"YES!" Rachel squealed before any kind of fine print could be announced. "YESYESYESYES! I'll take it!"
I pulled my head away as far as I could from Rachel and looked back at Miss Carmine, terrified. "Miss Carmine, please!"
"Nathan, I promise that as soon as this is all over, I'll do all I can to make it worth your while!" She said earnestly, almost begging to me as she held her hands prayed together. "If it's a raise or a break, you have my absolute word that you'll reap from this!"
"But..." I spat away at a another strand of fur stuck to my lip. "How long?"  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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