Early Morning Exercise, part 2

Thick, rubbery folds of skin quivered around me. When I tried to push them away, just to get a little space, my hands sank into them like I was pushing into a bed covered in quilts. Warm flesh swelled around my wrists and forearms and still pressed into my chest. I couldn’t make any measurable difference in shoving the thick labia away, could only strain to turn my head aside so that the flesh piled upon the side of my head.

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