You felt a thin strip of cloth between you and the breasts, and felt a bit of human skin on those breasts. You'd quickly conclude that these breasts belong to a human. The figure wrapped her arms around the back of your head, and leaned upwards, pulling you up with her, forcing you into a sitting position. Groggily, you craned your head upwards, in order to peak at your attacker.
Past the cleavage you're stuck in, you see the tanned skin of a fair woman, who's two heads taller than you. She had blonde hair, brown eyes, and a white tank-top along with purple skirt, underneath which were white underwear. She also had purple eyeshadow, purple lipstick, and some light blush. Were it not for the current happenings, you would've found her really pretty instead of terrifying right now.
"Hey now, what're you doing out here all on your own?" she wondered, still holding you tightly. Due to how she was holding you, it was a bit of a struggle to breath, let alone to speak. You couldn't tell her what's going on. She kept you held tight, and stood up, and you were suddenly reminded of how much taller she was than you. You felt your legs dangling, your feet only reaching her shins. She felt slightly wider than you, her shoulders spanning wider than yours. You figured she could lie down on you, and you'd disappear from the world.
"Aw, you look all lonely!" she cooed. "Maybe I can fetch you some company~?" That couldn't be good. Any attention was likely under Queen's control, and Queen was looking for you. You shuddered to think about what she'd do with you.
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