The prodding moved closer to the center of each tit. Finding its intended target, the mysterious force settled on her long nipples, giving them soft pinches and gentle twists, making her squirm once more.
“Has the pain moved to your chest?” he asked.
Amy took a short breath. “I think I’m losing my mind.”
“How can I help? What can I do?”
“You have to see this. I really need you to see this. Okay?”
“Sure, of course. Anything.”
Her son was as frantic as she was and the tension was unbearable.
Detective Hubert unbuttoned her blouse to expose a white bra. Her son hadn’t seen her nipples since breastfeeding age. Given the circumstance, there wasn’t much choice but to reveal them. She needed a witness to ensure her sanity was still intact.
Lifting her bra, she exposed her small breasts and long pink nipples. The look on Edwards’s face was that of amazement. She wondered if Edward was awestruck at the sight of her nipples. That these were mom’s and it was a taboo to see them. Or that Edward was seeing the unusual.
Amy looked down at her tits. She gasped seeing her nipples being stretched and pulled outwardly. It was happening on its own like something out of a movie with an invisible man. If she wasn’t so stunned by what she was witnessing, she’d be screaming.
“Oh my god,” Edward also gasped.
The invisible pinching and pulling suddenly stopped and Amy’s nipples returned to their normal shape. Only now, her nipples were fully erect from the direct stimulation.
“Now do you believe me?” she asked.
“I never doubted you. Shit, I guess Carlyle was right about this place. We need to get out of here.”
“Good call.”
Keeping her tits exposed seemed obscene, so Amy pulled her bra down when she noticed that her son was still staring at her breasts. She tried not to feel embarrassed about giving him a show. This was necessity, after all. An emergency of supernatural and epic proportions.
She buttoned her blouse as fast as she could.
When the last button was finished, a sudden force ripped her blouse open down the middle, sending the buttons flying across the room. Amy had been shot at twice before in her law enforcement career, but nothing could have prepared her for this. She was in a state of utter shock as her blouse remained open.
A force pulled her bra down from the front, exposing her nipples once again. She felt the same sensations as before; pulling, stretching, and pinching. She looked down and saw the contorted shape of her fondled nipples.
“What’s happening?” she asked in a small voice.
Edward was equally stunned. “I don’t know, mom. I’m going to smash the window so we can get help.”
“No! Don’t.”
“Why?”
“I… I feel something…”
The fondling in Amy’s breasts stopped. Now, her nipples were being pulled forward. She was being led across the room by her outstretched nipples, guiding her directly towards the window, step by step.
“I’m scared,” Edward said.
“So am I. But we shouldn’t be.”
“Why not?”
“It’s stroking my g-spot,” she reluctantly admitted. “It wants me to feel something.”
The deep pleasure inside her vagina had returned after being guided towards the window. She now had a view of the courtyard, and thankfully, no one was outside to see this. It could have been the end of her professional reputation if anyone from the forensics team saw her standing by the window with her breasts exposed.