Aethel #10: Sweet Release (Patreon)

Seeing no other option, you reach for her ruined pajamas to carefully defuse the last few buttons from the intense strain. As your hands draw closer, you notice Aethel's paw nervously gripping the bedsheets. Avoiding eye contact, you delicately undo the remaining buttons and slide the fabric off her shoulders.

As the pajama top falls away, time seems to slow down. Her glossy smooth breasts appear naked right in front of your face. You swallow hard, feeling your palms grow sweaty. You steal a quick glance at her face. Aethel is glowing bright red from embarrassment, her wide eyes glued to you.

You force your gaze back to the two solutions of the problem. Now you only need to open one of the nozzles. As your wet trembling hand reaches toward the nozzle, her shaky breathing grows louder. It feels like she might literally pop if you touch her. Trying to move as gently as possible in the panicked situation, your fingers finally brush against the valve cap.

Aethel: "Eek!"

Aethel squeaks, unable to hold it back. She immediately drops her voice to a desperate whisper.

Aethel: "P-please, do it already..."

Her voice is shaking heavily.

You grip the cap between your fingers. Her over-inflated body instinctively squirms under your touch. As you pull the cap firmly, Aethel's body reacts instantly. The loud, tense squeaking of her sleek legs rubbing together fills the room. With a soft pop, the cap comes off.

Aethel: "Mmmm-mmh"

Her muffled moan sounds surprisingly more like pleasure than relief. Her eyes flutter shut, and the loud squeaking calms down a little as her breathing deepens. But as you look at the open valve, you realize the air isn't coming out on its own. To release the pressure, you need to pinch the valve stem.

Suddenly, you feel the soft weight of Aethel's paw over your hand. Opening one eye, she looks at you with desperate vulnerability.

Aethel: "S-squeeze it now... Please, do it..."

A drop of sweat slides down your forehead. You slide your fingers to the very base of the valve tube. As you apply pressure, her body writhes, accompanied by the loud, slick squeal of her heated skin. You pinch the stem.

Aethel: "A-a-ahhmmn!"

The trapped air rushes out with immense force. As you hold the valve open, Aethel lets out a continuous, breathy moan, and the room quickly fills with the intoxicating, sweet scent of raspberry and warm latex.

Aethel: "Mmm-ahh"

After a few seconds, her rigid body finally begins to soften. You slowly release your hand and look up at her face. She looks completely flustered but profoundly relieved. With her eyes closed, she lies there, looking as if she’s about to lose her consciousness. In the quiet room, all you can hear is her ragged, shaky breathing.

What will you do?

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