NNC: Day Two

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#2 of No Nut Challenge

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Day two inside of the otter's balls has started and you wake up before he does. After you gather your energy and wake up a bit more yourself you might as well try and escape.

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When you finally woke up you almost felt like you were still dreaming. The reality of your situation had not truly set in and it was hard to believe what was happening. You were shrunken down and trapped in this otter's balls, his cum sloshing around you. Swift wasn't even going to use you originally, you had your roommate to thank for putting him up to using you as his prey. While you slept the cum had refilled from his orgasm after he put you in there. Part of you was surprised you didn't drown in it while you slept but with how thick the cum was, it wasn't too hard to keep your head above it.

Things were relatively still, small minor movements jostled the otter's balls a couple times but other than that he wasn't moving at all. A snore then reverberated through his body and you realized he was still asleep. You did pass out rather early after everything yesterday so it made sense you'd wake up just as early. Hopefully it wasn't too far off from when Swift normally wakes up since if he played with his morning wood, you might be able to go free. The sleeper he was, the better, so you might want to wake him yourself.

Even with that in mind, you were still rather sleepy yourself and it was hard to move your limbs with how tightly you were curled up all night. Not to mention you were hungry and you weren't even sure when the last time you ate was. Swift's balls then moved, causing his cum to slosh right into your face and you barely avoided getting any in your mouth. Unfortunately you then realized that if you did indeed stay trapped in here for a month, the otter's cum was the only thing to eat. Hesitantly gulping nervously as that thought processed in your mind and you tried to resist it in case you got out today.

Your stomach then growled and you whined from just how hungry you felt. There was little to no choice right now, you had to eat in order to build up your energy to have any hope of wiggling your way free and getting him off. Closing your eyes and taking a deep breath through your nose before exhaling as you prepare yourself. Dipping your head down as you opened your jaws, feeling his hot, salty seed flood into your mouth. The taste was overwhelming, either because of your size or it was just that way normally, you couldn't be sure. Trying not to think too much of it as you took your first gulp, feeling it slide down your throat and into your stomach.

The first swallow of your new liquid diet was the hardest especially with you craving one of your favorite meals right now. Each swallow after that came a lot easier at least and eventually you'd stop thinking about it too much as you needed to finish filling your belly. Over time your hunger wasn't bothering you as much with your belly processing the cum you swallowed. Even feeling more lively as you feel your energy returning to you, making it easier to push out against the flesh holding you. When you finally felt like you couldn't swallow anymore, you grasped your stomach and rubbed over it. Maybe you had over done it, your belly felt a bit rounder than usual, you had just slightly inflated your stomach with his cum. But at least you felt full now if a little bloated from your meal and now you could try and wake up Swift.

Stretching out and rubbing at the flesh all around you, trying to stimulate the otter from the inside. It was harder than you expected it to be with the otter's fat balls wanting to keep you as curled up as possible. Still you'd fight against the flesh squeezing down on you from all sides to try and get the sleeping otter to play with himself. The cum sloshing around your body from how much you were moving both yourself and the balls.

A sleepy groan could barely be heard and you took that as a sign that your efforts might be working. After a few more minutes of fighting his flesh squeezing you back into a ball, you could feel your arms start to feel sore. It was too soon to take a break however, you had to at least try and get something to happen. Finally a wiggle happened, whatever you were doing it must have had at least some sort of effect on him. That was enough to keep you going for at least a little while longer.

Suddenly his hand fondled over his balls, Swift was getting in on the action himself. The otter's fingers squeezed and rubbed over your form, making it hard for you to do much of anything besides going along for the ride. You couldn't just sit idle though, it was up to you to make sure he stayed horny while he was barely awake. While he did play with his balls however the cum inside sloshed more heavily, dunking you beneath it several times. Which made you squirm a bit and in turn just excite the sleepy otter even more.

When his hand moved away from his balls, you worried at first and thought you had failed. Those worries then passed when you felt a small amount of movement once more from him slowly starting to stroke his shaft. This was it, the otter really was too horny to keep up with such a challenge and it was just a matter of time until you were shot free. Doubling your efforts to squirm and rile him up from the inside while he rubbed over his shaft.

Swift never picked up his pace this time unlike before however, staying at a very slow and steady pace. Maybe this was just because he was too tired to put in too much effort but you couldn't let him stop. Pushing and rubbing at the flesh with all your might while your body wiggles back and forth against it. Eventually causing his other hand to come down to squeeze and rub over you. This had to be it, surely he'd get off and you'd be free of his balls.

Several minutes would pass and he still didn't get off and a few more after that a new pattern would emerge. Swift had started to tense up and stop rubbing his length for a moment before starting back up again. He was edging himself just to the brink of an orgasm before stopping. It almost felt like cheating, yeah he wasn't getting off like the challenge demanded but he was getting most of his pleasure out of it still. Until he stopped completely and slowly rubbed over the bulges you made in his fat orbs.

"Nice try and thanks for the fun," Swift said sleepily before yawning. "Now if you don't mind I need a few more hours of sleep. I suggest you do the same." That would be the last you heard from him as he tossed and turned, getting into a comfortable position to fall back asleep. You'd fight the urge to sleep again yourself but eventually succumb to it.

Some time later you'd wake up again, mostly likely still your second day inside since you doubted you slept that long. Swift's balls were tighter than before, making it almost impossible to stretch out your own limbs. He must have been wearing underwear and maybe some pants, restricting both you and his balls. You could at the very least wiggle a tiny bit but not much else against the forces squeezing you in place.

Swift barely even seemed to be bothered by your movements, only groping at your form once since you had woken up. You couldn't even say for sure if you were affecting him at all, for all you knew he was just adjusting himself like he would any other day. Though you weren't entirely sure what to do, all your moving around yesterday and earlier still had an effect on you with your limbs feeling sore. While you hated to think this way, you realized you might just have to throw in the towel for today and let your body recover from all the strain you had put on it.

If only you could fall back asleep but with you not being awake for very long today, your body refused to just rest. Instead you sat in his balls for hours, listening to any and all sounds that you could just to pass the time. Your hunger would hit you once more after a few hours of just sitting there and you'd drink his cum once more though you made sure not to over do it this time.

When he finally did get home you'd finally start to feel yourself fall asleep once more. His shower made it all the easier with the running water reminding you of rain, helping ease you into a more relaxed state. Maybe tomorrow you'd finally be able to escape the otter's balls and breathe fresh air once more.