A story written by @Heavenlysoul2001. I only took the first 4 chapters and tweaked them. I'll try my best to get the story out to you.
"what do you do when the sky turns blue?"
When God Decides that enough is enough, he decides to send a torrential...
The elevator ride was. . . less than ideal. Do you have any idea how cramped an elevator is with two ridiculously thicc lionesses is? You'll give us a hint. Both their hips were pressing against both cheeks.
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Oriana and Kairel was blushing furiously as well as your self.
". . . . . C-can you breath down there?"
Oriana looked down at the tuft of hair that stuck down between her and Kairel's hips. The service elevator was possibly the best addition to the boat, if I do say so myself, but it's size wasn't factored in. Height was adequate enough for two full grown lionesses stand up.
However the width fell short. Your head was almost completely squished in between their hips so much, the only thing they could see was you hair jutting out in certain spots.
Kairel was looking anywhere and everywhere but your direction. Unable to contain her mad blushing from the unfortunate position.
"Ah!" she accidentally squeaked as she felt you trying to get air. Your face was rubbing against her butt!
'Their really soft. . .' You thought as you struggled to get to fresh air. You can only hold your breath for so long. Your view was completely obscured by two pairs of tan thighs.
It's like having two plush pillows being jammed into your face. You Pulled your shirt down slightly to hide something gradually making your pants tighter.
DING!
"Oh, thank God!" you say as you tried to desperately force your way out from in between the pillow Hells. "Ah! Hey!" Kairel exclaimed, her blush deepening. "Take it easy! Ahh! D-don't grab me there!" It was Oriana's turn to turn red. "W-wait! I-I'm much too sensitive there!"
That didn't stop you. You needed air and you needed it NOW. That and all your blood was rushing somewhere else than in your head.
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"My, goodness, child. Hasn't anyone told you to take things slow every once in a while?"
You are still panting from the almost suffocation in the elevator. "Well, sorry, your highness. I was trying not to die." you said leaning against a pillar. "I couldn't breath AT ALL." you added panting like you just ran a mile. "Sorry for everywhere I put my hands while trying to escape. I didn't register anything! Honest." You said to the queen.
You and the other two lionesses finally reached your room and you gripped the doorknob with a sigh of relief. You opened the door to your quarters and seen something that you had been dreaming of all day, your bed.
Not only that, but the room was a lot nicer than you expected. You damn near made a beeline for the Wyoming sized bed.
you immediately began to relax on the bed before turning to the two lionesses. "Make yourselves at home. My house is your House."
