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At the dawn of the fifth day you'd wake up at around the same time as him. Though you weren't even sure if you could call it dawn exactly since for all you knew he woke up at noon. It was Saturday now though and there was at least a chance that he didn't work today. Even if he did fail the challenge it was possible he'd still try to not get off everyday, so there was no guarantee he'd do it now. Swift had held off for a few days before so it was entirely possible you might not get another shot until your seventh day.

Regardless, once you felt his fingers fondling over his balls, you had to at least try and get him off even if it was a repeat of your second day. Stretching out as much as you could to push at his fingers, encouraging him to toy with your body more and in turn himself. The unfortunate side effect of him playing with his balls was the fact that his cum sloshed around you constantly. Dipping your head beneath it frequently and making you scramble to not stay below it too long.

You tried to not think about the fact that you might just be stuck in there regardless of how much you try to get him off. Both times so far your body didn't reenter his shaft at all and you had been left trapped in his balls. Which if that continued to be the case then you were little more than a toy to enhance his pleasure now. Shaking your head to try and get such thoughts out of your head as it felt like admitting defeat.

Pushing even more at his fingers, doing your best to fight against them even if he easily overpowered you in every way. From what you could tell Swift had yet to touch his shaft, the sleepy otter was only playing with his balls. There had to be some breaking point in which he'd have to start masturbating again.

It was hard to know just how much your movements even stimulated him though. There had to be at least some effect but it definitely wasn't enough to cause him an issue while he was out and about. Even if he couldn't feel your actions super well the otter at least greatly enjoyed toying with your body. So at the very least he was getting off to the idea of your tiny body squirming around inside of his own.

Several minutes later that hand would leave his balls and you could feel the familiar movement of him stroking his shaft. It was slow for the time being but it was better than nothing. You just had to keep up your job to try and ensure that he got off this morning.

Pushing your hands at the entrance to the sack while the rest of your body wiggled and pushed against the flesh holding you. Unlike before this time you'd be sure to keep your hands in place and push yourself free. He wasn't jostling your prison like before so it was easier to keep your hands in place at least for now.

With each stroke you'd keep your hands firmly in place, pushing at it with all your might in hopes of entering his shaft before his orgasm. Slowly over time you almost felt like the entrance was relaxing and that it was opening up for you. Just a bit more and you felt like you could slip at least your fingers into the closed and very tight passage.

Things were unfortunately not meant to be however as he suddenly stopped touching himself upon hearing his phone ring. Bringing all action to a close at least for now. While he talked on the phone you'd try and keep your hands in place, not wanting to lose any possible progress. Hoping that once the call ended, Swift would get right back to it.

Instead before the call ended, he'd stand up and start to walk. Causing his balls to move just enough for you to lose your place and get jostled inside along with the cum. Ending the call and getting in the shower almost immediately after. At first you thought you could get him to get off here but he was all business and no play. Every attempt you made to tease him from the inside seemed to just go unnoticed or ignored. Your limbs then grew sore and you knew that you'd have to stop trying at least for now.

After the shower he'd head outside the house and you knew there wouldn't be another good opportunity for several hours. There was nothing you could do but wait for your next opportunity. Definitely easier said than done with how little there was for you to do. While it was hard for you to sleep right away again you did face the danger of passing out later on when he might come home.

Once he arrived at his destination you were able to determine he was at a friend's house and not at work. So moving around and trying to rile him up was a bad idea if they have fucked before. Last thing you needed was to go from the inside of Swift's balls to someone's stomach, ass or vagina.

Staying still was easier said than done with how much Swift moved around especially as you tried to keep your head above his cum. His movements sometimes made you have to squirm until you were able to properly reposition yourself. Squishing your body at times with his thighs as his fat balls struggled to fit between them. Which in turn made his hand squeeze over you from time to time as he readjusted his crotch to be more comfortable in his pants and underwear. For every action you'd respond in turn on reflex either to make room, get more comfortable or just your own safety.

Whatever his friend had called him over for required a lot of work though it seemed or they were just out somewhere. Either way the otter was moving around a lot and didn't stay still for long. Initially you hoped it would only be a few hours at most but it was starting to look like a full day affair. After enough time had passed you'd start to feel tired once more. You hated that you seemed to sleep more than anything ever since you got trapped in here but it was hard not to.