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On your third day you woke up when he was already up and about. While you could struggle and make things difficult for him in public, it seemed a bit counter productive. You'd expend so much of your energy trying to rile him up when he can't even do anything about it. Though maybe if you caused enough problems the otter would just be forced to let you out. Either way it was a tough choice with the former almost feeling like giving up in a way.

In the end you'd decide against causing problems at least today. Better to save your energy for when he showered or fondled himself back at home. Though that meant you'd have to sit in his balls for a whole day again. Forced to sway from side to side with his balls as they did with each step he took. Having no other choice but to drink his cum in order to satisfy your own hunger.

Hours would pass with no sign of him heading home yet. It felt like he had been out for far too long but it was also hard to know just how much time had actually passed. Outside of some very brief conversations there wasn't much else to go on to help tell how much time had passed. What you thought had been four hours could have only been two for all you know with how bored you were.

The decision to not cause problems for Swift seemed like the wrong choice as the day dragged on. Your body even started to fidget on its own with how eager you were to move around. For days now you had been completely cramped in his balls, forced to curl up in the fetal position. Never have you had the desire to stretch out your legs more than you did now. It was only going to get worse too with Swift planning on keeping you in there for an entire month.

Finally he'd sit down somewhere and almost immediately you'd feel a slight rumble. Swift was on the bus or in someone's vehicle at the very least. The day was almost at an end, surely you'd have your chance soon. It would see your patience for the day was actually going to pay off.

You could feel your eyes starting to get heavy and you'd try to fight off the tiredness you felt. There was no way you could sleep now, you haven't even gotten a chance to escape yet. Despite that your body was tired and your mind was weary from how long you felt like you had been awake in there. Still you had to try and stay awake to at least try and get the otter off.

Every little bump in the road and slight adjustment in how he was sitting helped jostle his sack just enough to help keep you awake a little longer. You even lasted until he got out of the vehicle and started walking again. In the slight moment of your relaxation from making it through the car ride, you lost your focus. Allowing yourself to slip into your sleep and enter a deep slumber once more.

Hours later you'd wake up once more, the small amount of snoring you could hear letting you know Swift was asleep. For all you knew it could still be the third day or the early morning hours of the fourth. Feeling a bit disappointed with yourself that you let an entire day go to waste. It was not something you'd let happen again today, tomorrow, whatever it might be. The fourth day you'd be sure to get him off as every waking moment is better spent trying to get him off.

Even now while he slept, you'd try to interrupt his sleep and make him want to let you out. Pushing out against his flesh and much as your limbs could manage. Rocking your body back and forth to make his balls sway while he slept. Now was your chance to try and find the spots that made the sleeping g otter squirm the most.

With your determination fully in place you got to work, knowing he might not react immediately with him being asleep but eventually he'd have to react. Every little noise he made in his sleep felt like it was getting closer to him waking up. Nothing you did seemed to affect him more than the last though. It could have been just because he was asleep but still it was disappointing that no single thing so far had a massive effect on him.

When he finally did move you'd stop for a moment, curious as to what he was doing. Was he going to grope himself to explore what you were doing or was he just tossing and turning slightly? You'd then feel a very brief scratching at his balls before he'd pull his hand away. There was no real way of knowing whether he was awake or not when he did that but you had to keep trying just in case.

Several minutes would pass without any reaction from him again and you were starting to feel like all your efforts had been for nothing. Just as you were about to stop to rest your limbs however a much larger movement started. Swift was rolling over onto his side, sending you for quite the ride as gravity shifted. Bracing yourself as the cum slosh around your body and you wiggled to get your head back above it.

Followed soon after by another movement as he then rolled onto his belly, leaving you smooshed in his balls against the bed itself. No longer were you freely hanging between his legs with the thighs only occasionally pressing against you. This was definitely far worse for you and made it much harder to try and fall asleep again yourself. You weren't sure if this was your doing or not but if it was you might want to be more careful at night.

With this new more uncomfortable position you found it was harder to move around. It was definitely in the middle of the night too so not the least bit productive. You wanted to go back to sleep but that was difficult both due to your discomfort and having woken up only recently.

Several hours would pass with nothing going on, almost feeling like you were going insane. While you'd grow used to the mild discomfort, you still had difficulties because of it. Your body was getting tired once more at least and you yawned frequently. The downside being you knew he would definitely be waking up sometime soon. Towards the end you even heard his loud alarm on his phone going off. You wanted to stay awake now more than ever, try and get him to actually get off instead of edging the whole time. Unfortunately your body had other ideas despite you trying to fight it again. Feeling him start to sit up as you drift off to sleep again.

This time when you woke up you could feel your whole world shaking. Without you doing anything at all this otter was jerking off. While you wish you had time to properly wake yourself up, you had to get to work. Pushing on the inner flesh of his balls with your feet while your hands found the exit. Body wiggling while you did so to rub yourself against the inside of his sack. Unlike before this might be the first real time you had a chance to get out of his balls.

Your hands were able to find the exit and even though it was tightly shut, you'd push at it. Rubbing at it, trying to soothe and relax it if such a thing would help at all. If you could get even just your hand in there it felt like it might be enough to help pull you out. You certainly wouldn't want a repeat of day one where you didn't even get pulled out even slightly when he got off.

How long had he been at it before you woke up you had to wonder. Part of you felt like most of the day had already passed and he had just got home from work. Was he slowly edging himself before you woke up though or did he just get fully into it right away? Not that it mattered really but this felt like your only shot for the next couple days.

It didn't take him long to notice you were awake however as his free hand came down to squeeze and rub at the bulges your body made. Within seconds your hands would lose their place as you were tossed and turned in his orbs. Only making you wiggle more in order to try and find your place again. Swift would have none of that though if he did indeed know what you were up to anyways. You were nothing more but a toy for his pleasure and you had a feeling he meant to get off today. Sure he'd fail the challenge but the otter would surely lie about it and claim he was sticking to it. You were the proof of his commitment to the challenge after all and as long as you stayed in there, that was proof enough to some.

Things were starting to tense up just like before and you scrambled to try and get your hands in place. Pushing with all your might at the flesh around you to force yourself back up into his shaft. Unfortunately you were too late, the cum rushed past you and out of the shaft but it didn't pull you out. The orgasm seemed to last forever as your defeat sunk in and you began to question if you could even get out. It was possible you were too large to go back up the shaft after all. Going down might have only been possible because of the force his fingers applied to you. What if you were just going to be permanently trapped in this otter's balls forever? It was a disturbing thought to be sure.

For the rest of the night until the otter fell asleep, you barely moved and were trapped in your own thoughts. It almost felt pointless to try and get him off again tonight with how he was able to hold off a few days at least for a full orgasm. No it certainly had to be possible to get out again and the next time he was horny, you'd be ready. While it felt like most of what you had done the past few days had been nothing but sleeping, you knew you should just try and line up with his sleep. Getting as comfy as you could in his balls as you slowly fell asleep yourself.