Stick her nipples to the wall.

Britney leaned her chest against the wall again to let the hot water hit her back. Her copious breasts provided good padding. What felt better: the hot water pouring over her or the building excitement of running her hands all over her nude body? It was hard to say. Thankfully, she didn’t have to pick. Everything about this was blissful.

As she shifted, she felt a slight tugging sensation on her nipples, which were currently pressed against the wall. It didn’t feel bad, not at all, but she was curious to see what was doing that, so she leaned back slightly to have a look.

As soon as she started to back up, that slight, teasing tug turned in to a firm pull, enough to make her gasp! Her nipples stretched a little, seemingly being held against the wall by something. The tips of her nipples, as well as a little bit of her puffy, pink areola flesh, seemed to be stuck to the wall like a band-aid, maybe a square inch or so per boob.

“Ohhh!” Britney sighed again, as she pulled a little harder. Whatever was sticking to her skin didn’t hurt at all, in fact the gentle pulling felt quite arousing. But what was doing this? With this old bathroom wall, who knew?

She bit her lower lip and pulled back just a little more, watching amusedly as her big, supple nipples were tugged on and stretched. She loved playing with those things any way she could, and this didn’t even require hands! As she gradually pulled harder and harder, she watched closely to see at what point her sensitive flesh would start to peel away from the wall. And maybe when she had popped her nipples free, she might be able to get them to stick again and do it all over again!

She continued to pull harder and harder, and her nipples stretched farther and farther. But soon, she had put considerable tension on her nipples, enough to stretch them out nearly to their limit, but her skin hadn’t even begun to separate from the wall. Her eyebrows raised with growing concern.

“Uh…” she muttered, starting to enjoy this a little less now. She pinched her skin near where it was stuck and tried to work it free from one edge. She tried pulling from different areas, from every angle around both nipples, but her skin seemed to be knitted so tightly to the tile wall that it wouldn’t yield one single bit.

This wasn’t going to be easy. She was going to have to be a little more forceful! She put both hands against the wall and tried to push off. Again, her boobs and nipples stretched out to extremes as she yanked on those poor things.

“Hrrr… Errrrrrrr… ERRRRRRRRRR!” she groaned as she yanked hard, putting some muscle into it.

But her nipples were practically welded to the wall! After giving it a good, long go, she let up, having made absolutely no progress whatsoever. Her nipples were STUCK! She caught her breath and tried again. This time she leaned back, putting her weight into it, tugging and yanking as hard as she could.

“Dammit…” she muttered through clenched teeth as she struggled to pull her tits unstuck. “Come… OFF!”

“When I… HHHRRRRR!... get free, I should probably… tell the others… they might wanna… HMMMMM!!!... be careful in this… SHOWER!!!”

But after several minutes of yanking, twisting, and struggling, not to mention stretching her soft, pink areolas like a taffy pull, Britney’s nipples were just as stuck as before. Gasping for breath, she finally let up, admitting defeat for now. She hadn’t the foggiest idea why her nipples wouldn’t come off the wall, but whatever it was, it seemed to have her beat for now. She massaged her tits, trying to ease the soreness from all the overstretching. Her girls had just been through the ringer, and she had no idea what else they were in store for. When she was done recovering, she just stood there, staring down at her stuck nipples, still stretched out a little bit.

“Britney, girl? How are you going to get yourself out of this one?” she sighed.

All the while, Viola watched, amused. She was impressed by how far the blond girl’s nipples could stretch. If might even have been aroused by now, if only she had a physical body. Sadly, satisfying these impulses was purely psychological ever since she had downed the rat poison. The thrill was never the same, but something about it still reminded her of what it was like to be alive.

She was also amused by the girl’s musings about cautioning her friends about this shower and it’s annoying hang-ups. She was tempted to unstick her and let her go to see how this plan plays out. ‘Your turn! Oh, be careful not to let your nipples touch the wall. Mine got stuck to it,’ she imagined this brainless girl saying.

But, no, she would stay with her original plan. She wanted to leave her stuck there for a good while, and see how she reacted when she started to lose hope of ever getting free for the rest of her life! Meanwhile, she could sense the other girls had separated. Three were alone in their rooms winding down for the night, and two were still downstairs, starting up something interesting and secret. And so Viola “left” the bathroom to focus her concentration elsewhere to what other mischief she could come up with. The blond girl would most certainly be here when she got back.

After a minute or two of just staring down at her tits, puzzling over what to do, a thought occurred to her. The warm water would surely run out if she stayed here too long, and the knob looked a little out of her reach. She might be able to reach it if she could stretch her tits far enough, but she really wasn’t sure. It would have to be one hell of a stretch. It was time to figure something out. She debated between calling for help or trying harder to get free by herself, since having her friends have to help herself out of this situation would be a little embarrassing. And strangely, she found herself still a little bit horny. As long as she wasn’t pulling excessively hard, pulling on her nipples felt kind of good. She had a good amount of time before her hot water would run out, so it’s not like she was in any hurry.