Artwork by shirasiyuki
Story by  icansee
Commissioned by me

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On a quiet, starry night sometime in the middle of December, Gazelle secretly climbed onto the roof of her boyfriend's house, wearing nothing but a Christmas-themed red miniskirt & strapless bra. Her boyfriend was relaxing in the living room, laying on his couch while going through his social media feeds. Unbeknownst to him, Gazelle intended on sliding down the chimney and surprising her boyfriend with her rather revealing attire, with the intention of acting as his personal Santa & asking him what he wished for... and then getting quite intimate with him.

Gazelle looked at the chimney in front of her. The opening was rather small and, quite frankly, didn't seem like something that anybody could fit into. However, recently she had been practicing a special kind of yoga with her friends that enabled her to enter even the tightest of spaces. She intended to put her skills to the test, and hopefully it would be enough.

She began pushing her feet into the chimney and stood up. Her entire body began disappearing from sight as she slid down slowly, inch by inch, wiggling into the tight tunnel. She got her knees in, and eventually reached her thighs as she briefly came to a stop. She hunched over with an arched back slightly, putting one hand on her thigh and another hand on her mouth, as she looked down with a blush in astonishment.

"Oh... Oh, my..."

Not only was she shocked that she actually managed to fit into the chimney, but something about this felt... exciting, and suggestive. Tight, warm... rippling... squeezing? It was as if the chimney was a living creature, sucking her in carefully & delicately, like she was a rare treat. The small space of the chimney was putting some pressure around her body the further she slid down, but she didn't mind — it felt as if she were being massaged, and embraced, by something that wanted all of her curvaceous, voluptuous body.

After blissfully sighing, Gazelle decided to jump in an effort to slide down more. She relaxed & closed her eyes while the chimney engulfed her more, with a tight grip around her as it sucked up her thick thighs and eventually, her wide plump hips.

Everything seemed to go along smoothly, until...

Plop!

Gazelle snapped out of it and opened her eyes wide in shock as she looked down.

"W-What on earth...?"

All of a sudden, she saw she had stopped right at her belly and couldn't slide down any further, with some of her stomach fat bulging out from the sides. Her midriff wobbled a bit as she tried to wiggle herself, but nothing was happening.
She was stuck!? She even tried jumping multiple times — her bosom began to bounce about, and combined with the chimney's skintight squeeze, it felt all too similar to when she would make love with her boyfriend... The thought immediately embarrassed her, and she quickly stopped.

"Oh, shoot... This wasn't supposed to happen! What now?"