Hide inside a box

Disclaimer: Chyoa felt like deleting this chapter when I posted it, instead of actually uploading it. This chapter has been rewritten so it may look rushed and not as thought out as other chapters, because after putting in all that time, just to have it deleted, doesn’t really motivate you to rewrite that entire chapter again. This may be a lower quality chapter, on more of a highlights of the old chapter, with a lot less details, dialogue, and content. Sorry about it, but it’s just too soul crushing to actually write it again. I hope to never have to have another chapter like this again.

Moving swiftly but silently, you dart over to a large box, that looks about the size of a refrigerator. You start to stumble for a bit due to the new weight on your chest that you’re still adapting to. You get to the box, just to see that it’s taped shut with packing tape. You find a pair of box cutters and cut the tape. You pull out its contents and hide them behind some shelves. You toss the box cutters in the box to use later, and grab a roll of packing tape. You tape one edge, before setting the tape roll back down. You climb inside and cut a hole that your arm can go through, but won’t be very easily noticed. You stick your arm out and close the tape on the box. You stab some air holes, and after a little wait, the workers come back out. They start loading the truck, including the box you’re in. Once they close the door to the truck, you instantly start trying to get free. You’re in total darkness, and you’re worried about cutting yourself if you try to cut the tape from the inside. You reach your hand through the discreet hole and raise it up over the tape. As you start to bring the cutters down, the truck hits a huge bump in the road, and your milky tits fling into your face. As well as the box cutters fly from your hand and fall down to the base of a box, opposite where your hand hole is. You try reaching for it, but your arm can’t reach. The truck is too tightly packed to rotate the box, so you sit there. Worried. Doubtful. Regretful. Scared. Paranoid. Fearful. Sorrowful. After what feels like a day, the truck arrives at its destination. The back opens up and your vision is flooded with light. After pulling a few boxes out they grab yours. Unfortunately, your big peep hole is facing someone’s crotch, so you can’t see where you’re going. You feel the movement stop, and the box is tipped on its side. The tape sliced with a thin, long blade, a man in a green work suit opens the flaps and is in total shock.