A Brief Break

C'mon, you can do this. Gotta psyche yourself up, mentally prepared, in the zone. Ready to -

"Hey, what's taking so long? Don't you wanna get these things moving?"

You wince a bit at your own hesitation being called out. In total absolute fairness, you did not expect this to be the outcome of your agreement. There was a local ad for someone who wanted to have art lessons, and you were able to meet up with her and teach her some stuff (and, to be honest, she was getting pretty good). After some talking, and teaching her to draw mountains for the day, you told her you'd like to get as big and strong as she was, be able to move mountains. She said that she had some time on her lunch break at work, and to head to the construction site at the edge of the Large district and she'd help you out. Though specifics were never settled on for how she would help you, you definitely didn't expect-

"C'mon, buddy, how can you hope to move mountains if you can't even begin to move these little hills?"

You could argue, quite logically in your opinion, that when these 'little hills' are bigger than the size of houses from your perspective, that your inability to move them well is completely understandable and reasonable. It kind of makes it seem like your task of 'just see if you can get out' seem a bit south of possible to achieve. Never mind the fact that you couldn't prepare mentally for what was happening as you kind of got shoved headfirst into her cleavage with absolutely no prior war-

"Hmmm, maybe you need a bit of motivation." You could practically hear the smile on her face, as you feel some of the softest, yet hardest compression to your body that you've ever felt before. As if you weren't already soaked in your own sweat, you are now significantly more moist from the amount that's been rubbed into you from this construction worker. Alright, enough is enough, you tell yourself, it's time to do this. After orienting yourself upwards, you begin to try to push at the walls to your side. A happy noise from the short haired brunette indicates she's noticed your efforts.

You start pushing more at the sides, trying to work your way up these impossible edifices. It's hard going, what with the give of her chest not allowing you to get a good hold at any point in time, and practically every bit of movement and sweat causing your hand to slip out of position. It's slow going, but you think you've made your way up a good bit? Nah, you definitely had to have made your way up a good bit. You feel about as hot and sweaty as the walls around you, that has to count for something. After resting your head against the (admittedly comfortable) chest, you puff out yours, and try to push at the walls separating them as best you can as a show of force. To your surprise, the walls part, and you feel elated. This is cut short, though, when you see the hand of the fledgling artist reaching towards you, evidently tired of waiting for you to get out yourself. With this expectation, you can't help but be confused when you feel yourself not taken out, but instead moved out from between the breasts to the front of her chest, right in front of her nipple.

"Hey, so, no offense but I got a bit tired of waiting for you to get out of there. I don't think you even were able to get an inch higher if I'm being honest."

Fuck.

"But don't worry, you can keep working on it, you didn't give up on me so I won't give up on you! Still, I gotta get back to work, and I wanted to put you a place I'd be less likely to forget, but also where a small bump wouldn't be as noticeable, so... yeah, hope you're fine with being there for a few hours. And hey, if you do manage to get out from there, I'll treat ya to something nice later!"

You felt absolutely drained from your failed attempts at climbing earlier, and felt you'd probably have to deal with having this nub poking into your chest for the rest of the day. As you mentally acclimated to this, you felt yourself get suddenly tightly pressed into the chest in front of you, what little movement you had taken away from you.

"Oh, yeah, gonna have to tighten this up to stop the girls from bouncing around during work. Heh, I guess to stop them and their guest from bouncing around, to be more specific. Anyways, yeah, we'll chat and such later. Talk more in a few hours!" She pat her breast in a manner she meant to be encouraging, but ended up just pushing her friend right into her now hardening nipple... Oh well, something to take care of later, she thought to herself, as she got up to get back to work.