*male voice* Um, hello, it’s Evan here, because she’s been asleep the entire day for some reason. She rolled over in her sleep about an hour ago and crashed into or crushed something, but I have no idea what happened since the cage I’m in is basically locked in her cleavage.
Oh right, I gotta say how many days it’s been. 178, and she’s... probably just shy of 40 feet? No one really wants to measure her in her sleep, since she tends to move around a bit, and she’s too big to risk doing that. She could basically crush like two cars under each breast. It’s really hard to wrap my head around.
Since I’m basically surrounded by her chest, I can actually feel her heartbeat, and it’s soothing when she’s asleep. It’s also kinda funny seeing her tits trying to squeeze into the cage to fill the empty space I don’t take up, though the cage is kinda dented from that. I’m scared that sometime they’ll get too big and heavy and just crush me. Would she even care at that point? She’s changed so much.