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(Continuation from http://acuteoblique.blogspot.com/2012/04/parallels-one-bbl.html since Blogger doesn't let me post it all in one go)
BBL PARALLELS ONE April 2005
“Dallas little Joe here is missing being normal size, I found him all alone looking really depressed staring at those kids over there in the snow” Dallas looked at me now held in Alison hand, she trusted her holding me probably because she still naively believed that Alison wasn’t interested in guys. When Dallas began to get into the subject it made me really sad to hear her talk about the laughs we used to have in the snow back at school, her reminiscing was of all the great times and the mood of the room was suddenly very solemn. “Hey I’ve an idea!” Alison said in a chipper fashion blasting my ears before she contained her enthusiasm. “Dallas, lock the door I know what we can do” Giggling the two of them whispered between each other whilst I was isolated in the grand depths of Dallas’s knee high boot which she had just removed to contain me and keep me away from their surprise. When I saw a hand enter the tall deep well like recess of the boots interior, it was Dallas’s fingers and she held me so I couldn’t see until I was sat upon a huge black plastic disc with four holes in it, each the size of my fist. “Welcome to your own winter sports wonderland baby, Alison and I are here to make your dreams come true starting with your own private ski slope” I gasped and was stunned to see Alison lying across the desk in a very skimpy silk undergarment, it half covered her breasts and had thin little spaghetti straps stopping it from revealing all of her glorious assets and it flowed down her body just about covering where her giant lovely thighs began. Bringing me towards Alison breasts upon this black plastic disc I realized their crazy plan. I was sat on a button a large button the sort of oversized ones that must have come off some giantesses’ winter overcoat. Dallas was now encouraging me to slide down the outside of Alison’s body! I teetered on the top of a giant boob which was a nice sized hill sloping sharply down to the vast plain of flatter silk across her stomach way below. The glaring white of this material looked almost like snow if I used some imagination. Her breast of course to me was very high even prone like she was and I had to confess that giant C cups were a lot more interesting than visiting the Alps any day. “I think it’s a bit high up for him Alison he’s too nervous to try” “Yeh, he probably would be more confident if we found him some flat chested girl to slide on like Paula from accounts” Their taunts made me look up and then back at their faces before I smiled and readied myself. What the hell I thought this could be fun. I launched myself and picked up rapid speed down the slope of her boob, skimming across the material like it was ice and hitting the odd ripple of fabric that jumped me up in the air like riding waves. “Yeehah!” I yelled jubilantly and only just lost momentum reaching as far as her belly button or where I thought it might be beneath this white expanse. Dallas stifled a laugh so as not to hurt my ears and peering over her bust I saw Alison with a major smile. The fun continued for some time, they laughed at my attempts to climb back up the slope of her breasts failing dismally until one of them lent a hand or should I say offered a finger. My skill with the button sled impressed the girls as I manage further and further each time and the grin was widening upon my own face. “I never thought my boobs could become a ski-slope, your little man here makes me feel so busty when I’m around him that I forget I’m only pretty average up here, well actually I’m small up here compared to girls built like you Dallas” “I’m just blessed with a couple of cup sizes more than most which might help for Joe’s next sporting event” Leaning over the table Dallas pulled her dress down her body revealing one of her gigantic satin and lace bra’s, shaking a single lock of her long golden tresses down in front of her chest she urged me to take hold of it like a rope. “How about some mountaineering Joe?” I looked up to see her formidable breasts hanging before me like twin rounded buildings that gently moved with her breathing. They were big mountains to scale and quite the challenge. I eagerly began to climb up the hair which took my weight without a problem. It was well conditioned and not easy to hold on with but I managed to rope climb to the curve of her lower breast. Using my feet on the outside of that bra I then walked up her left breast leaning back like a climber on a rope. “They are big, you are very well endowed, I’ve just gone from feeling huge up here to feeling very inadequate” “Thanks” Dallas took the compliment a little nervously as she was probably worried if exposing her bra before Alison a confessed lesbian was really acceptable, after all Dallas was straight as they come. “Yes! An exuberant cry came from my lips as I was clearly winning in my efforts to conquer Dallas’s colossal breast. It was actually easy despite its sheer imposing size because once I had managed to get higher than the slippery satin on this half cup the lace provided foot holds in its pattern above. Dallas looked down at me and grinned to see that I was almost there. “This was too easy Alison, he’s cheating using the flower shapes on my bra here” “Then we are making it too easy for him, perhaps we he should try base jumping” I heard Alison suggest this and her voice came from behind me but I was shocked when Dallas purposely shook the strand of hair I was holding onto and made me fall! I plummeted fearing my death when I felt myself land in a soft giving black expanse that treated my body like a trampoline. Bouncing up I managed to get my bearings and realized the girls had planned for me to fall and straight down into the stretched out fabric of Alison’s dress. She was wearing the dress having put it back on whilst I was busy climbing and holding the hem of it outwards it made the perfect catch net. “That gives me an idea for his next sporting event” Dallas looked down at me as I settled into the dress. Two minutes later and I was being encouraged to bounce and fly into the air using this tensed section of a dress as a perfect trampoline. The girls were killing themselves with laughter as I conducted a number of impressive somersaults and aerial flips. After running out of new moves on this giant trampoline the girls decided that they would be missed by the other employees partying down the hall and so Dallas and Alison took me with them to join the merry making that had begun in the conference room. I was actually tired having entertained myself with so much physical exertion so I spent the next couple of hours asleep in Dallas’s cleavage where she could feel my presence but no one could see me.
