Author's note: This chapter was written with the assistance of AI.
You woke up to the sensation of being pressed into something impossibly soft, warm, and enveloping. The world around you was dark, the faint scent of lavender and sweat lingering in the air. Your body was flattened, and from experience you knew that your face was smushed sideways into the Nicole’s pillowy underboob. Her breasts surrounded you entirely, their weight and heat making it impossible to move or even breathe. You were trapped, sandwiched underneath the warm, heavy mounds of flesh, and you could feel the rhythmic rise and fall of her chest as she slept soundly.
Last night, Nicole had been snuggling with you on the couch, her arms wrapped around you like you were a stuffed animal. You’d fallen asleep like that, squished into her embrace, a classic mistake on your part. You could hear the distant clatter of dishes and the hum of conversation drifting up from the kitchen and thought that Melissa must be making breakfast.
The pressure on your body shifted as Nicole stirred, her arm brushing against the side of her torso as she stretched. You felt her sit up, her boobs jiggling slightly as she moved. The world around you tilted, and for a brief moment, you thought you might be freed. But then you felt something else—something firm and elastic—press against your flattened back. While your vision was fairly obscured by your sister's flesh, the small amount of light you currently had fading into pink and then darkness. Nicole was putting on her bra.
The fabric enclosed you instantly, the cups of her giant bra squeezing you tightly against her chest. You were pressed sideways into the soft, warm flesh. Nicole adjusted the straps, completely unaware of your presence, her voice groggy as she muttered to herself, “Ugh, mornings are the worst.”
She stood up, the movement jostling you slightly as her boobs shifted inside the bra. You could feel every step she took as she padded across the room, each rhythmic sway of her chest. The faint scent of her sweat mingled with the lavender-scented lotion she always used. You couldn’t move, couldn’t speak, couldn’t even try to get her attention. All you could do was wait.
Downstairs, Melissa was finishing up breakfast, the smell of bacon and eggs wafting through the house. Nicole’s footsteps grew louder as she descended the stairs, her voice carrying a note of exhaustion. “Morning, Mom.”
“Morning, sweetie,” Melissa replied, her tone brisk as she transferred food onto plates. “I’m running late, so eat up. I’ll see you tonight.”
Nicole grumbled something in response, the sound muffled as she sat down at the table. You could hear the clink of silverware and the occasional sip of coffee, but the conversation was minimal. Then, the doorbell rang.
“I’ll get it,” Melissa called, her footsteps quick as she made her way to the front door. You heard the door creak open, followed by Jess’s cheerful voice.
“Hey, Mrs. P! I just got back from my run—thought I’d stop by to see Ted.”
“Oh, Jess, hi!” Melissa greeted warmly to the tall girl. “Come on in. I’m heading out, but Nicole’s in the kitchen. Have fun!”
The door clicked shut, and Jess’s heavy footsteps approached the kitchen. The scent of sweat and deodorant filled the air as she entered, her voice bright and teasing. “Morning, Nicole. Where’s my little shrimpy boy?”
Nicole paused, her spoon halfway to her mouth. “Uh… I don’t know? I haven’t seen him since last night. I was on the couch snuggling with him when I fell asleep.”
Jess raised an eyebrow, her athletic tank top clinging to her toned frame, her skin still glistening from her run. “You fell asleep with him on the couch? Are you sure he’s not… somewhere on you?”
Nicole blinked, her brow furrowing as she tried to recall. “I mean… I guess he could be. I don’t remember putting him anywhere else.”
Jess smirked, crossing her arms over her chest. “Well, I’m gonna guess he’s in your bra. You tend to forget about him when you’re sleepy, you know.”
Nicole’s eyes widened, her hand instinctively moving to her chest. “Wait, what? No way.” She stood up, her boobs shifting slightly as she adjusted her shirt. She paused, reconsidered the possibilities, and in a rare moment of self-awareness said “Okay, hold on, let me check.”
You felt her hands fumbling with the front of her bra, the fabric loosening slightly as she peered inside. Her voice softened, a note of amusement creeping in. “Oh my God. Ted! You are in here! Aww, thanks for being some extra support for me, big bro. These puppies sure need it sometimes!”
You couldn’t respond, of course, but you could feel her fingers gently plucking you out of the bra, the sudden rush of cool air a stark contrast to the warmth you’d been submerged in. Nicole held you up for Jess to see, her laughter light and teasing. “Look at him! He’s like a little pancake!”
Jess chuckled, doing her best not to roll her eyes as she took you from Nicole’s hands. “Poor guy.” She cradled you in her palms, her touch firm yet gentle as she carried you over to the couch. Nicole flopped down beside her, grabbing the remote and flipping on the TV, her attention already shifting.
“Let me know when you're done with him Jess,” Nicole said absently, her focus on the screen. "This bra feels so much worse without his help and I'm sure my sweet brother wouldn't mind."
Jess didn’t respond, her gaze fixed on you as she watched you slowly reform in her hands. Her lips curved into a sly smile, and without a word, she pressed you against her sweaty abs, her muscles firm and glistening under the fluorescent kitchen light. She leaned in close, her breath warm against your ear as she mouthed the words, Lick them.
You hesitated, your body still reforming, but the look in Jess’s eyes left no room for argument. Slowly, you complied, your tongue brushing against the salty skin of her stomach. She hummed softly in approval, her fingers tracing small circles on your back as Nicole continued to watch TV next to her, completely oblivious.
After a few minutes, Jess finally pulled you away, her smirk widening as she set you down on the floor beside her. "Alright my love, what's the plan for today"?
1) Jess brings you to her place. She's got some surprise to show you, likely something to help satisfy her twisted fantasies…
2) Nicole asks you to be her bra support while she goes to the mall, and you can't resist when she pleads with you like that…
3) You lounge all day with Jess and Nicole (only minor shenanigans ensue). When Melissa gets home, she points out that you didn't do multiple chores that she had asked you to do. You're in trouble…
4) It's time to search for a job. You've had this dream of moving out for a while, but what sort of job would even be possible for a guy who has to look up to his girlfriend's knee...
5) Oh that's right, you had made plans to...
View Portfolio
Visit Notebook
Send Gift Points
Awards
Badges
Send Email
Community Newsfeed
General Discussion
Sponsored Items
Book of Trinkets
Static Items
Books
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
More by this author
