The girl groaned as she pinched her nipples hard, trying to kill the wasps.
“Harder!” urged the boy. “Okay, you’ve killed them, but your nipples are still burning from the stings. The stingers must still be in your nipples. You’ll have to pull them out.”
The groaning girl tugged hard at her nipples, but to no avail.
“You can’t get them out with your fingers,” the boy told her, “you can’t get a strong-enough grip. You’ll have to use your teeth. Hurry! Your nipples really hurt! Use your teeth to pull the stingers out!”
The girl opened her eyes and looked down at her breasts. The boy panicked for a moment, but calmed down almost at once as he saw that she was focused on her nipples. She sat up and bowed her head and used her hands to guide her breasts up towards her mouth. She bit down first on one nipple and tugged hard at it, then bit down on the other nipple and pulled and twisted it, desperately trying to ease the pain.