stevebasiclovestheworld:“So honey, did you like that?” she asked, posing him again for a
stevebasiclovestheworld:“So honey, did you like that?” she asked, posing him again for another picture. They had spent the day doing errands, their first with him strapped to her. She had used a scrunchy, something she would sometimes use to keep her hair up in a ponytail, to keep her new husband attached to her upper arm. And it worked great! After the first few minutes, he didn’t complain at all. I think her even kind of liked it, she thought to herself. He had spent the day nuzzled into the flesh of her arm, and didn’t really make any fuss at all. It was funny, peeling him off at the end of the day - he was almost sort of stuck, where skin-met-skin. He seemed disappointed, sad, while I was taking him off. And…boy! If he liked that, she thought, Just think how he’ll feel when he’s just a little bit smaller…when I can slide him into my bra… As a little test, she held him there. She held him up against her left breast, and flattened him into it. Just a little too big, still, she thought but, really… just a little. She snapped a picture. She enjoyed documenting moments like this, and then looking back at them later. It was amazing, really, how much he had shrunk in the past couple months, and how much she had grown. Even in the past couple weeks. It wouldn’t be long, she knew, until she could slip him comfortably into her bra and spend her days like that. She enjoyed today, the feel of him against the skin of her arm, and she knew she would enjoy the feel of him stuck to the skin of her tit even more, with him hidden in her bra. It was a weird feeling, today, peeling him off, how sticky he was. She had heard of new things that were happening to some couples. Women that weren’t proceeding with the unbirthing of their husbands when the time came. Women that were instead attaching their husbands to themselves at various places on their bodies. She had heard…well…the word that was being used was absorbtion. She looked down at him, squirming and fussing now at her breast, grabbing for her hair. He had stopped being able to speak, or form real sentences at least, a few days ago..she liked that. Now he’s just so adorable. She smiled, and considered. She liked that sticky feeling from him, today. Maybe he’s a little to big to slide into my bra and spend a whole day, she thought, but maybe just for tonight… -- source link
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