>>50334088>lost in her rack for so long you've actually lost track of time>in your aimless travels you actually come across one of your lost pokeballs that happened to dwindle down with you>luckier still, it contains you old companion Abra>thoughts of the outside world flood your head now that you've finally got a true chance at escape> by the time Abra has exhausted all of its energy it's only been able to bring you to the summit of one of her mountainous nipples, there's still an insurmountable amount of distance to the exit of her bra
>before you can even think about attempting the rest of the journey, a singular drop of boob sweat smacks into you like a tsunami, plunging you back down to the humid steamy depths of her abyssal chest, and separating you from the only companion you've had since your imprisonment such is life in the May Boob Zone.
