This choice: You got pulled off, and fell to the ground. • Go Back...Chapter #5I'm free to leave anytime... I just dont wanna. by: Aerodeth   Luck shines brightly on you as that last tug finally sent you flying off the end of Sandra's bikini bottom... shame it's a long way to the ground!
...BUT thankfully, your nearly flattened body hadnt completely reformed until after you hit the cold hard ground, so there was no new pain to feel. And in a quick magical instant, your body completely reformed and you were good as new!
And so was Sandra. Finally free of that uncomfortable wedge, she sighed and opened up the curtain, heading out.
By now, you noticed other pairs of feet in several changing rooms across from you. Staying here any longer would risk getting stomped on. Also, being a small guy in a girl's changing room would risk getting caught. Getting caught would risk getting fired... and stomped on. Definitely stomped on.
Relying on common sense, you headed out yourself, trying desperately to avoid incoming feet treading the ground youre walking on. You followed close behind Sandra, mainly cuz youve already gotten used to her, despite getting nearly crushing your tiny little body to death between her cheeks!
Of course, learning from your mistakes, you kept a safe distance from Sandra's feet!
Outside of the changing room awaited Sandra's cute yet impatient daughter with the towel impatiently tapping her foot.
The teenage girl lowered her arms and sighed... causing the end of the towel to drop on the floor. You started thinking...
"What kept ya, mom?! Let's go already! There's gonna be a huge line forming over there if we dont hurry!" she starts to whine.
"Alright alright! Hold your horses. We're going!"
And with that, the two started to move. If Juli's at the Hurricane, it'll be a pain trying to get there on foot what with thousands and thousands of giant feet you'd be desperately trying to dodge. Sure you're practically immortal, but sooner or later you get tired of the pain!
After saying a quick hail mary, you ran toward the teen's dragging towel and leaped onto it before she lifted it off the ground.
You held on for dear life as the towel constantly swung back and forth between the mother and daughter during walk toward one of the water park's biggest attractions!
On the plus side, this ride gave you a killer view of your inadvertent captors while you waited patiently for the ride to end.
You spent a great deal of time in a trance as you watched the ass of the daughter on the right sway back and forth. Though her ass wasnt as big as her mothers, it was still nicely round and shaped perfectly well in her blue jean short shorts as they hung rather low… revealing a rainbow colored bikini bottom peeking out the top.
And of course, you did not forget the lovely backside of the lovely lady on the left. Now that youre at a safe distance, you could admire her huge curvy hips barely contained in a tight red string bikini bottom. Each swing of her magnificent thighs rock the world around her while her bikini bottom carefully outlined every curve of her ass perfectly.
You gazed up in awe of the two goddesses who jiggled their gorgeous asses in unison as they walked, unknowingly hypnotizing the tiny little life guard hitching a ride on their towel.
“WHAT?! CLOSED DOWN?!” just then the jiggling came to a halt as the two suddenly stopped walking.
“Unbelievable!!” the daughter whined, “what do they mean the Hurricane’s closed down?!”
“According to the sign,” Sandra explained, “they found a live wasp nest inside one of the pipes. How terrible. I sure hope none of the kids got stung.” A wasp nest in the pipe?! That’s never good! Just thinking about it brings up so many bad memories! Someone of your size should NEVER be anywhere near a wasp nest!
“AW!!” the daughter stomped her feet and hmphed, jiggling her butt some more as she pouted, “but I’ve waited so long to finally ride the Hurricane! It’s supposed to be the coolest ride in the whole park! I told you we shoulda came earlier, mom!”
“It’s a good thing we didn’t, dear,” her mom replied, “you’d break out in hives if one of those little creeps came in contact with you!” Sandra had a good point! Lord knows you don’t wanna go near those little fuckers!
“But…but it’s just not fair,” her girl continued whining.
“I’m sorry, hun,” Sandra tried to soothe her daughter, “we’ll come back next time. I think we did everything else here, so let’s go home.”
Her daughter sighed, “Ok mom…” And with that, the heavenly asses of the mother and daughter resumed their hypnotism as they shook and swayed toward-WAIT!
Wait. Home?! HOME?! Oh dear, that means theyre leaving the water park! (no shit, Sherlock!) You have a job to do and tons of bills to pay! You need to abandon ship and continue looking for your partner! After all, ducking out of work early on your first day wont make for such a good impression.
…On the OTHER hand, you’ve just gotten used to the hottest mother and daughter duo you were lucky to lay your eyes on. You wouldn’t dare abandon them after spending so much… up close and personal time together, right? And worse even, despite the time you've spent with them, they never even knew you existed! How tragic!
Then again, your job! Your job!   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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