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Sarah's Find - Chapter 34
🕑 Added 2023-08-16 21:55:31 +0000 UTCSarah's boobs and hair are draped on the counter surface as she leans over it, munching away at her snack. You decide to climb her breasts. It's just as well, you'd probably need to climb over them anyway.
As you approach, you try to wave up to her to get her attention. But, much like her mother, Sarah's eyes simply stare ahead, lost in thought, only shifting when she goes for another chip to shove into her face. The closer you get to her chest, the more crumbs rain down from above as she takes another bite. Already there are a good many chip fragments gathered around her massive tits, some of them reduced to nearly a power after the mounds of flesh smooshed them when the young lady adjusted her position. She certainly seemed to be a bit of a messy eater.
You grab the hem of her red tank top. She is fresh from her shower, her skin luxuriously soft and sweet smelling. The same could be said for her hair, which is even softer and flows effortlessly around her shoulders. For the first time in a while, the lust slowly begins to rear itself. You hadn't felt it since surviving your encounter with Valerie Bradson, who had left you so terribly exhausted that you it was a miracle you were even still mobile. There was something about Sarah that just allured you, however. Her feminine beauty just enthralled you, ensnaring your rational mind and, seemingly unconsciously, bending it to her will. It was a power she had over you, whether she knew it or not.
Your grip is suddenly strained as the threads on her tank top stretch as she draws in a deep breath before a great belch erupts from above, making you jump as if being goosed. The sudden boom breaks her hold over you and gives you enough motivation to hurry on your way as you head for one of the shoulder straps of her tank top. Again, your grip is threatened as she slowly straightens, pushing away from the counter, her boobs jiggling hard as they slide off the flat surface. You can hear her heart slowly pumping away deep within her chest and, more distantly, you can hear her stomach churning away as it goes to work on the new food being introduced to her system. The warm air from her nose touches your skin as she exhales. You again try to wave up to her, but again her eyes simply never wander in your direction.
She leans forward to reach into the chip bag. Her chest slants and you tighten your grip. You look down and see that her boobs are hovering directly over the dip bowl. If you fall now, you are going directly into the white goop and then, quite possibly, directly into her stomach. You can only hope her teeth will chew you quickly otherwise there will be a slow, painful death melting in the acids in her belly. A couple strands of her hair glide over the top of the dip. Had you tried to climb her locks, you might have inadvertently wound of in the bowl. She doesn't seem to notice her hair is season her dip, as her hand continues to noisily fish around for a chip. Finally, her body straightens again as she retracts her hand from the bag. Casually, she brushes the rogue locks back over her shoulder (casting a trace of dip across the counter that is so fine even puny little you can barely see it) before dunking the chip into the white goop, scooping a generous heap. You watch, mesmerized, as the hand leaves the bowl and sails past you as it guides the chip towards the wide open mouth above, the fingers pushing the whole thing inside. The resulting crunch as the teeth pulverize the morsel is deafening and a new shower of crumbs rain down around you. The sound of the many crumbs bouncing off and rolling around the titanic tits sounds absurdly more like rubble cascading down a mountain than it should. One crumb nearly rolls directly into your face, but you manage to dodge it at the last second. Many crumbs roll between the massive mountains of flesh, where several will likely reside until later when the young lady undresses.
A loud, sharp whoosing sound forces your attention back upwards just in time to see her nostrils expand as another quick intake is made. You see, or think you see, something tossing around in the left nostril right above you. A dried booger perhaps? Her face scrunches again as she sharply inhales once more. You hear another din as her noisily digs in the plastic bag, her chest again slanting as she leans forward to reach. Soon, her mouth opens and another chip slides into your view before sliding right into her jaws. Right after her teeth clamp on it, her hand rubs her fingers under her nose for a moment. When that is done, the young lady again sharply inhales, this time twice. The cycle begins again as you hear the loud crinkling of the bag.
Before you know it, another chip, with a fresh and generous scoop of dip, is shoved into her salivating mouth (you can see multiple strands of her spit dangling from her teeth). A small glob of the dip slides off the chip and hits her right boob with a splat that only you will hear. Another shower of crumbs rain onto her tits with some pelting you while others fall into the chasm between the fleshy mountains. This time, her hand extends its thumb and scratches the interior just inside, pausing only to do a few more sharp inhales. When that option is exhausted, the hand retracts and instead extends the index finger, which is then plunged into the nostril. The finger goes in circles for a moment before coming out with a decent booger. Sarah's eyes examine the prize for a moment, not a single readable emotion appearing on her face as far as you can tell, before she flicks it off the side. It will likely sit on the kitchen floor for a long while, drying up in any sun that manages to hit it, before eventually being swept away during a good clean or ending up as a tiny stain on somebody's shoe.
The fingers of the hand touch her mouth which releases another hearty belch before disappearing out of view. Soon, you hear the bag again.
The hand comes back into view with yet another big goop of dip on a chip. The mouth opens and the chip slowly draws to it...and then abruptly stops. For a moment, Sarah freezes. Then, her eyes narrow and her forehead burrows. Her mouth does not close, but rather widens.
“AH-CHOO!”
It's impossible to know what catches you more off guard: her booming voice or the sudden thrust of her chest, which had slowly cocked back while you were watching her eat in a trance. Either way, your grip is torn away and you go rolling across the mountains of her boobs. Horror manages to fill your mind as you tumble across the field of skin along with the horde of crumbs, which is accompanied by a warm mist of spit and mucus being shot out from the mouth and nose. You're going to fall into the bowl. You were directly over it mere moments ago. In all that sticky goop, it will be impossible to escape. The only way out will be for her to scoop you out. But that path only goes one way and you do not want to be forced down it. Desperately, you flail your arms to grab something, anything, but there is nothing. Her hair is too far away and you will soon be less rolling along her boobs and more falling down them, making it unlikely you'll be able to grab the front hem of her tank top again.
But just as you think you are going off for sure, the boobscape around you levels out and you come to a tumbling halt. Things only stay level for a second before you slowly start sliding the other way. You realize her upper body is cocking back again. Looking up confirms this as her face is scrunching up again.
“Ah...a-ah...”
You have to move fast! You have to...
SPLAT!
Without warning a huge glob of goop falls straight on top of you, pinning you to her boob like glue. You try to move but the stuff is both heavy and slick, making it impossible for you to grab anything to try and pull yourself out.
“AH-CHOO!”
Again her body lurches forward as she sneezes, her bosom heaving. But this time, it hardly matters for you as you are firmly locked in place. You hear her sigh and mutter something before another loud crunch sounds above. Another shower of crumbs rumble around you with some landing on your mound of dip. You even feel the goop jostle as the crumbs make impact. Distantly, you hear the sound her hands brushing themselves together, shaking chip residue is stuck to her fingers and palms. Then, there is a brief pause.
Then, you feel yourself being scooped.
You're lifted off the soft flesh of her tit, now stuck to her index finger, which carries a large dollop of dip. Her hand moves over to her left boob, and she uses her pinky finger to scoop up the smaller splatter there. Then, her left hand swipes along both of her boobs, brushing away the many crumbs resting atop there, occasionally digging her fingers between the two mountains to coax out those that fell deep down there. She sways her chest as well, further encouraging the mess to fall out from her cleavage. Finally, when she is more or less satisfied, she raises her right hand...
And now all you see are her lips, which are dotted with teeny tiny fragments of chips. Her index finger raises as she sticks her pinky finger in her mouth, wet sounds of her sucking and slurping come from below. You are close to her eyes. They stare casually ahead, lazily blinking without a care. You can't move. All you can do now is watch and hope you will survive what comes next...
Comments
nintendofan
Yeah, that's fair. Though I have to admit, I'm amazed that most appear to be voting for Sarah to see him (possibly before he ends up in her mouth)!
KevinFred
The whole point of “Sarah’s Find” is that it is guided by the readers. I can’t go against that now, I’m afraid.
nintendofan
Oh, I see! Thanks! I have to admit, I sort of wish there was a bit more 'build-up' (lol) to that part. Maybe the micro character could barely hear some sort of incredibly faint gurgling coming from Sarah's backside or something? I'd also suggest the tiny also getting a whiff of 'rotting potato chips and French onion dip', but that's just me. Semi-unrelated, but I really hope we get some "inside-job action" with Sarah. We've been getting teases of her possibly accidentally eating the micro character for a while now... I'm sure the author doesn't want to go against 'the will of the people', but maybe just this one time...?
Jinchuuriki Jay
No problem buddy! And I don't remember when she scratched her butt lol looking myself but when she farted was in the previous chapter before this when our micro main character was running across the counter. He ends up feeling a explosion from her ass lmao
nintendofan
Weird... I know Sarah's burped and picked her nose, but I don't remember any parts where SHE farted (I know Mary-Jean certainly had some 'digestive issues' very recently) or scratched her butt. If it's no trouble, may I ask where these parts happened?
Jinchuuriki Jay
100% agreed and you did buddy btw 👍
KevinFred
Yes, it was. I try to handle stuff like that...delicately, I guess. It's kind of like using a strong spice. Used appropriately, it can really enhance and elevate. But use it wrong and it can ruin the whole thing. I've seen a lot of people go way too hard in such scenarios and it becomes a major turn off.
Jinchuuriki Jay
Haha ain't that the truth ! Also nice!! That was another thing I was wondering too as well when I swore it was implying that explosion of movement from her butt was her breaking wind lol. I wasn't 100% sure of course but thanks for confirming that for me to buddy lmao Really hope for more of those !
KevinFred
There is an undoubtable voyeuristic aspect of Unaware, and moments like these that really emphasize it. It’s just a fact that people behave differently when they know others are watching. As far as she knows, Sarah is alone and so she acts like it. In the last few chapters, she’s scratched her butt, farted, burped, and picked her nose, while also making a mess around herself. Unaware is like dominant voyeurism, where the one being “spied on” has incredible power that could spell disaster for the tiny people.
Jinchuuriki Jay
Freaking aweosme chapter. The best stuff had to be the nose content honeslty. Never would have expected it but having Sarah pick her own nose was gold ! Love that part where she had an unreadable expression 😋 I wonder why you added that lol I was thinking did you have her contemplate on snacking on her "gold nugget" there or something else lol Wish there was more of that stuff buddy. Also love that part where her hair touched the dip abit too lol
ArwinDan
Can never go wrong with a good dip scene! fantastic job! :)
