Leaving the now quiet tunnels of Jess' nostrils I decided to go for a bit of a climb in order to get a better vantage point of the gaping hole in front of me. Jess' nose being flatter and rounder had a gentle slope to it, but it was still close to a 100 meter climb for me leaving me quite a bit sweaty by the time I reached the tip.

As I peered over the edge of Jess' nose, I was instantly blasted by the force of her warm breath. I fell to my hands and knees at the sheer scale of the seemingly bottomless abyss below me. Strands of Jess' saliva stuck to the roof of her mouth as her tonsils swayed back and forth to her rhythmic snoring. My stomach dropped and I gripped the ridge of Jess's nose a bit tighter as I peered down into what would be quite an easy drop into Jess' steaming hot stomach far below. Between the ground moving beneath me from Jess' snoring, and the hot wind blasting me hard enough to lose my footing with each breath, I began to wish Jess' nose came equipped with some form of guard rail.

Crawling back slowly from the edge of Jess' nose, I began to; much more cautiously, make my way back down to her cheeks. I felt like it was time to get as far away from here as possible.

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