Lie on top of her, using her entire body as a cushion
From Create Your Own Story
You lie on your back and rest your shoulder-blades on the woman's shivering stomach. It is such a tranquil and mesmerising feeling, which is so idiosyncratic for you.
A passive and salubrious ebb and flow of the woman's stomach is so willowy and formless that it is like resting your back on a bed of feathers. It does not lift you and drop you because of the woman's anorexic frame, but you can feel the quiet, massaging cogency puffing against your back.
Thereof: a yawn does exeunt your throat. You stagnate between recognition of time and dissonance. Finally: you close your eyes and fall asleep.
You wake up, sultry and passionate; the first thing you notice is a wall of mortar. Compiled across it are industrial and caliginous steel bars. The room is incredibly incandescent and overcast only from the mirth of the aquamarine to the distance.
You are in prison now.
Do you:
- Feel enthusiastic about the possibility of escaping
- Call for guards at the prison door
- Sit out on any activity; you're too phlegmatic and warped
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| Health | Horny | Location: |
| MP | 0 | |
| Level | 1 | |
