Kuro335 - Deb and Strawby Stories 3 - Cunt Blocked - 3D Adult Comic
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Deb and Strawby Stories 3 - Cunt Blocked
Strawberry Shortcake, or Strawby as she was often called, was having a rough day. She'd been stumbling through the weathered old factory, her heart racing with fear and adrenaline as she tried to find a way out. The building seemed to go on forever, and every corner brought with it a new nightmare - rusted metal beams clattering together in the darkness, the echoing roar of machinery long since silenced, and the ever-present smell of decaying rubber and old sweat.
Deb was having an even rougher time, her usually calm and collected demeanor shattered by the circumstances. She wasn't sure how she'd ended up in this situation, but she knew one thing: she had to get Strawby out of here before it was too late. The thought of losing her friend, her partner in crime, was too much to bear.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, they stumbled upon a door. It was locked, but Strawby tried the knob anyway, turning it back and forth desperately. "It's jammed!" she cried, her voice muffled by the thick layer of dust that coated her lips.
Deb put her ear against the door, listening carefully. She could hear the faint click of a lock mechanism being engaged, but she knew there had to be another way out. She began to run her hands along the wall, feeling for any kind of switch or lever that might release the door.
After what felt like forever, she felt something give way under her fingertips. It was a small, barely noticeable button, but when she pressed it, there was a loud click, and the door swung open. She grabbed Strawby's hand and pulled her through, slamming the door shut behind them.
Panting heavily, they looked around. They were in a long, narrow hallway, lined with doors on either side. Deb didn't hesitate; she grabbed Strawby's hand again and started running down the hallway, opening doors as they passed, searching for a way out.
Finally, they heard the sound of voices and footsteps. Deb pushed open a door and they both dove inside, landing in a pile of old straw. They were in a storage room, filled with discarded junk and broken furniture. Deb pulled a heavy metal barrel over to block the door, just as the voices grew louder.
They waited in silence, their hearts pounding in their chests. Deb tried to think of a plan, but all she could focus on was the feeling of Strawby's warm, sweaty body pressed against hers. She could feel her friend's trembling fingers entwined with hers, and she knew they were both scared out of their minds.
Finally, the footsteps faded away, and the only sound was their own heavy breathing. Deb let out a slow, shaky breath and pulled herself to her feet. She turned to Strawby, who was still huddled on the floor, her eyes wide with fear. "It's okay," she whispered, kneeling down beside her. "We made it out."
But even as she said the words, she knew they weren't entirely true. They were still trapped, still lost in this labyrinth of a factory. And they had no idea what awaited them around the next corner.
