Exhausted from your previous efforts to free yourself, you
realize you had no chance of traversing this bog of wax. The loss of light in
this cave leaves you with only the feeling of warm congealed paste swallowing
your legs and the sound of the flesh structure scraping against the walls of
the cave. Seeing no other option, you take a deep breath and immerse yourself
in this cave’s filth. Your senses become useless, and you wait for the pressure
of the beast to pass. When the creature finally overtakes your body, you feel
pressure that feels similar to an obese girl landing on your back. The air is
forced out of your body and you gasp in your moment of weakness. Stopping yourself
before the sludge fills your lungs; you were unfortunate enough to fill your
mouth with the bitter and repulsive slime of Melissa’s inner ear. The
combination of the taste, pressure, and lack of oxygen cause you to panic. You
can’t wait for the calloused monster to pass and begin thrashing to get out of
this quagmire! To your horror you realize that you are unable to move. The
substance has consumed you and will not let you go. Despite feeling the monolith
receding from your tomb, your main concern is the merciless hold this swamp has
on you! Despite struggling, your world begins to fade. Before you lose consciousness,
you feel a jarring motion by the beast. It felt as though…it was…digging…

The ringing in her ear caused Melissa to instinctively press
her enormous digits into her ear to soothe the pain. The verbal attack from
this customer infuriated Melissa, filling her mind with fantasies of crush this
insignificant woman beneath her. Not one for measured responses, Melissa gave a
reply of her own. She approached the middle-aged woman, towering over her, and
began to share her fantasies in vivid detail with her. “Awfully big talk, from
a woman small enough to be my sex toy.” Melissa guffawed. “You keep talking to
me like that, and I’ll make you feel as small as you are!” Then, Melissa caught
a glint of light coming from the teenage girl’s braces. She removed a small
ball of wax from her ear and turned her attention toward the miniature athlete.
“Oh and I can have all kinds of fun with you, speck!” Melissa cooed “You’ll fit
in…very nicely.” With that, Melissa flicked the ball of wax at the gaping mouth
of the young jock.

Air rushed into your lungs, reviving you suddenly. You are
moving at such a speed that the world around you is giving you CPR. The
velocity of your wax vessel makes it impossible to make out your destination,
but you once again feel the light of the world dimming. Suddenly, your shuttle
crashes and you are plastered in some sort of valley. To your surprise the
opposing walls of this valley are made of completely different material. One
seems to be an organic off-white wall full of imperfections and small yellow
stains, while the other is comprised of some sort of metallic substance. You
struggle and squirm to release yourself, but the wax is far too strong. At this
moment, you stop moving at gaze forward at the colossal figures in front of
you. No more than a hundred yards away are two mountains orbs of flesh that are
squeezing against one another and spilling out of their cloth confinements.
Despite the enormity of these monsters, they seemed familiar. Every freckle,
pore, and wrinkle was a part of a landscape you had battled with earlier. That…must
be Melissa’s gargantuan cleavage! Realizing that you had escaped your torturer,
you began to celebrate. However, another question entered you mind soon after; “Where
am I now?”

>The sensation of ear wax landing in her braces was
completely ignored by the indignant teenager, practically had to climb Melissa’s
chest to get in her face. “When I’m done with you, you’ll just be a red stain
between my toes!” The girl screamed while wading through Melissa. Melissa
smiled at the girl’s bravado and began to reach out at the girl. The girl’s
mother was quick to grab her and pull her away. Dejected, the mother took her
enraged daughter of the store and tried to talk her down. While talking, her
mother noticed Melissa’s gift wedged in her daughters braces. “Oh my god, that
is disgusting!” the woman screeched. “What is it?” asked her daughter as she
began investigating her braces with her tongue. Sure enough, she found the
miniature ball of wax wedged in her teeth and stormed back into the store.

A flurry of motion and humid gusts of wind rush passed you.
The air in this dungeon is obviously stale and the walls seem white with froth.
Your observations were cut short however, when a bellow of indiscernible sound
breached your eardrums. The low pitch tones shook you and reminded you of when
Melissa was…talking…earlier.  The heavy
breathing, massive white stalagmites, and the familiar deafening sound. You
were in another mouth, but whose?!? You begin your struggle anew, not wanting
to become someone’s snack, but your effort is interrupted. A pink wave of
saliva drenched flesh swarms your field of vision and begins to smother you.
Gasping for air between swallowing copious amounts of this giantess’ spit, you
struggle to make sense of what is happening. Then, you feeling you prison
relent and you are free…sort of. Your body adheres to the massive tongue and
you are moved towards the exit of the cave. There, you find a pool of saliva
gathering as you are thrown directly into it. Like a spider wrapping its
victim, you too are spun rapidly and encased in this foul substance. Nauseous
and unable to make sense of what is happening; your world slows down as you are
pressed on both sides by the lips of this cave. You have a clear view of the
outside world and see that you are heading back inside the store. “What? No,
no, go the other way!” you helplessly scream as the giantess mouth carries
towards a familiar menace of yours. Just as you make out Melissa’s face, you
are propelled from you prison and are launched into this mountainous devil. The
world flies by until you meet a pale wall of flesh head first. You expect a
hard landing; however you are met with little resistance. Once again, encased between
two walls of flesh, you have a familiar feeling. “Where am I?” you wonder. “I
feel like I’ve been here before, but something isn’t quite right.” You body is
slowly consumed, leaving little oxygen in the dunes of Melissa you are residing
in. The sound of squelching and digesting can be heard, while the smell of
sweat and stale saliva overwhelms you. You need to get your bearings and move
quickly!