Lake Wakecrest
My Shrunken Life (Re-Upload)
chapter 22
by
Bobob1
“Hey, you know what?” Sarah spoke up, setting her cell phone down. “Why don’t we go to the beach at Lake Wakecrest today?”
“Hm…that’s a pretty good idea.” Mary rubbed her chin thoughtfully. “Nice suggestion Sarah.”
“Kim and I are free.” Claire added, and Kim nodded in agreement. You looked back and forth between your family members, and caught Kim’s eye. Kim blushed furiously and looked away, embarrassed yet excited about the prospect of being in front of you in her bikini.
“Would you care to join us Yakima?” Your mother looked to the sexy Asian sitting behind you.
“I would love to. I don’t start my modeling job here until tomorrow. The beach sounds like a great idea!”
“Perfect! Let’s all get ready, and head out in fifteen minutes.” Mary stood up and headed upstairs, quickly joined by Claire and Kim. Yakima stood from her chair and turned around. You looked at her, struggling to avert your eyes from her huge ass which was now directly in front of you. Behind you, you missed the cruel smirk that crossed Sarah’s face.
Your older sister stood up and walked in front of Yakima. As soon as she passed the curvaceous Asian, she pretended to trip, her arms flailing out and bumping into Yakima. Yakima let out a short, cute gasp, and stumbled back a few inches. However, those few inches were just enough space for her butt to slap down onto the kitchen table, her gratuitous flesh squashing you flat.
“Are you okay Sarah?” Yakima inquired, getting off of the table.
“I’m fine. Just feeling a little klutzy today.” She laughed innocently. Yakima nodded and headed upstairs to get changed. To your dismay, your squishy body went with her, stuck flat to her butt cheek like a tiny sticker. Yakima hadn’t felt a thing. Sarah snapped a quick shot on her phone of you stuck to your new house guest’s ass. She was definitely going to send that pic to Amanda.
Upstairs, Yakima closed her bedroom door behind her and began to take off her clothes. Her ass had shaken and wobbled so much as she had gone up the stairs, that your body had begun to peel off quicker than usual. You mentally shouted for joy as your body peeled free and fluttered onto Yakima’s bed. It took you another minute to reform, and then you were back to normal.
Naked once more, Yakima leaned over her bed and rummaged around for a swimsuit. Her bare breasts swung directly over your body like twin pendulums made of jelly. You were totally entranced by her boobs, swaying back and forth as they did. It wasn’t until you heard Yakima clear her throat that you snapped out of your daze. You noticed with fear that the giantess had noticed you.
“You just can’t look away, can you, Ben?” Yakima teased, winking at you. Your entire body turned bright red, and you tried in vain to hide your growing erection.
“I…I…uh…um…I was…you sat…on…uh…I…” You stammered out a string of unintelligible nonsense, before Yakima picked you up by two fingers gently. She silenced you by planting another full body kiss on you, her plush lips enveloping your body. When she pulled away, you sighed in happiness. You didn’t even mind the layer of saliva she had left behind.
“It’s okay Ben. Just hurry up and get changed. We have a beach day ahead of us.” Yakima grinned, filling your heart with joy to see her so happy. A deep part of your consciousness was screaming the word “VICTORIA” to you loudly, but right now, Yakima as your world. You were hopelessly attracted to her.
Yakima dropped you into your doll house and went back to looking for a swimsuit. Inside the doll house, you stripped off you clothes and slipped into simple red swim trunks. You then spent several minutes drying the saliva from your body, and wiping off traces of Yakima’s lipstick she had left behind. Of course, you didn’t mind having to clean up after she kissed you. You then exited your house and found Yakima waiting patiently for you.
You almost fainted, seeing the tiny purple bikini she was wearing. Truth be told, it was just an average bikini that most girls wore. However, the bikini barely covered a thing on Yakima’s voluptuous body. The top was just big enough to cover her nipples, and the bottom piece was wedged up into her butt crack and crotch. You wiped away a spot of drool from the corner of your mouth.
“Well, I’ll take your stunned silence as a compliment.” Yakima laughed, bending down to pick you up. “I mean, you have seen me naked, twice. You’d think this would be a step back from that.” Yakima’s sweet laughter was like music to your ears. As she placed you gently on her shoulder, you could’ve sworn you saw the lightest trace of a blush in her cheeks.
In truth, Yakima was fighting back her blush as much as she could. She had never met another guy who was as cute as you were. She could be a pretty sensual girl around people she was comfortable with (hence her career as a model), and right now her basest urges were telling her to start making moves on you. Still, she knew how much her sister was in love with you, so she continued to try to restrain herself.
The two of you made it downstairs and outside, where everyone else was already waiting. Sarah had just finished placing the bag full of towels into the trunk of the car. Of course, she was wearing her trademark white G-string bikini, which was just as skimpy as Yakima’s swimsuit. Claire and Kim were wearing much more modest bikinis, red and blue respectively. Your mother was wearing a tan one-piece, which clung to her body so tightly it was partially see-through. You violently averted your gaze.
Your entire family, plus your new house guest (and crush) piled into the car. It was only a thirty-minute drive over to Lake Wakecrest. It actually wasn’t a beach at all, as it was nowhere near the ocean, but there was a manmade sand beach leading into the lake. The lake was huge, and a giant machine out in the middle of the water produced simulated waves. It was a spot where your family commonly went to hang out. You had many great, and terrible, memories there.
Once at the lake, everyone got out of the car and walked to an empty spot on the beach. The beach was fairly packed, but there was still plenty of room. Your mother spread out a few towels, and began lathering up in tanning lotion. Yakima stretched her arms, almost causing you to fall right off of her shoulder. Claire and Kim looked excitedly out at the lake.
“Hm…that’s a pretty good idea.” Mary rubbed her chin thoughtfully. “Nice suggestion Sarah.”
“Kim and I are free.” Claire added, and Kim nodded in agreement. You looked back and forth between your family members, and caught Kim’s eye. Kim blushed furiously and looked away, embarrassed yet excited about the prospect of being in front of you in her bikini.
“Would you care to join us Yakima?” Your mother looked to the sexy Asian sitting behind you.
“I would love to. I don’t start my modeling job here until tomorrow. The beach sounds like a great idea!”
“Perfect! Let’s all get ready, and head out in fifteen minutes.” Mary stood up and headed upstairs, quickly joined by Claire and Kim. Yakima stood from her chair and turned around. You looked at her, struggling to avert your eyes from her huge ass which was now directly in front of you. Behind you, you missed the cruel smirk that crossed Sarah’s face.
Your older sister stood up and walked in front of Yakima. As soon as she passed the curvaceous Asian, she pretended to trip, her arms flailing out and bumping into Yakima. Yakima let out a short, cute gasp, and stumbled back a few inches. However, those few inches were just enough space for her butt to slap down onto the kitchen table, her gratuitous flesh squashing you flat.
“Are you okay Sarah?” Yakima inquired, getting off of the table.
“I’m fine. Just feeling a little klutzy today.” She laughed innocently. Yakima nodded and headed upstairs to get changed. To your dismay, your squishy body went with her, stuck flat to her butt cheek like a tiny sticker. Yakima hadn’t felt a thing. Sarah snapped a quick shot on her phone of you stuck to your new house guest’s ass. She was definitely going to send that pic to Amanda.
Upstairs, Yakima closed her bedroom door behind her and began to take off her clothes. Her ass had shaken and wobbled so much as she had gone up the stairs, that your body had begun to peel off quicker than usual. You mentally shouted for joy as your body peeled free and fluttered onto Yakima’s bed. It took you another minute to reform, and then you were back to normal.
Naked once more, Yakima leaned over her bed and rummaged around for a swimsuit. Her bare breasts swung directly over your body like twin pendulums made of jelly. You were totally entranced by her boobs, swaying back and forth as they did. It wasn’t until you heard Yakima clear her throat that you snapped out of your daze. You noticed with fear that the giantess had noticed you.
“You just can’t look away, can you, Ben?” Yakima teased, winking at you. Your entire body turned bright red, and you tried in vain to hide your growing erection.
“I…I…uh…um…I was…you sat…on…uh…I…” You stammered out a string of unintelligible nonsense, before Yakima picked you up by two fingers gently. She silenced you by planting another full body kiss on you, her plush lips enveloping your body. When she pulled away, you sighed in happiness. You didn’t even mind the layer of saliva she had left behind.
“It’s okay Ben. Just hurry up and get changed. We have a beach day ahead of us.” Yakima grinned, filling your heart with joy to see her so happy. A deep part of your consciousness was screaming the word “VICTORIA” to you loudly, but right now, Yakima as your world. You were hopelessly attracted to her.
Yakima dropped you into your doll house and went back to looking for a swimsuit. Inside the doll house, you stripped off you clothes and slipped into simple red swim trunks. You then spent several minutes drying the saliva from your body, and wiping off traces of Yakima’s lipstick she had left behind. Of course, you didn’t mind having to clean up after she kissed you. You then exited your house and found Yakima waiting patiently for you.
You almost fainted, seeing the tiny purple bikini she was wearing. Truth be told, it was just an average bikini that most girls wore. However, the bikini barely covered a thing on Yakima’s voluptuous body. The top was just big enough to cover her nipples, and the bottom piece was wedged up into her butt crack and crotch. You wiped away a spot of drool from the corner of your mouth.
“Well, I’ll take your stunned silence as a compliment.” Yakima laughed, bending down to pick you up. “I mean, you have seen me naked, twice. You’d think this would be a step back from that.” Yakima’s sweet laughter was like music to your ears. As she placed you gently on her shoulder, you could’ve sworn you saw the lightest trace of a blush in her cheeks.
In truth, Yakima was fighting back her blush as much as she could. She had never met another guy who was as cute as you were. She could be a pretty sensual girl around people she was comfortable with (hence her career as a model), and right now her basest urges were telling her to start making moves on you. Still, she knew how much her sister was in love with you, so she continued to try to restrain herself.
The two of you made it downstairs and outside, where everyone else was already waiting. Sarah had just finished placing the bag full of towels into the trunk of the car. Of course, she was wearing her trademark white G-string bikini, which was just as skimpy as Yakima’s swimsuit. Claire and Kim were wearing much more modest bikinis, red and blue respectively. Your mother was wearing a tan one-piece, which clung to her body so tightly it was partially see-through. You violently averted your gaze.
Your entire family, plus your new house guest (and crush) piled into the car. It was only a thirty-minute drive over to Lake Wakecrest. It actually wasn’t a beach at all, as it was nowhere near the ocean, but there was a manmade sand beach leading into the lake. The lake was huge, and a giant machine out in the middle of the water produced simulated waves. It was a spot where your family commonly went to hang out. You had many great, and terrible, memories there.
Once at the lake, everyone got out of the car and walked to an empty spot on the beach. The beach was fairly packed, but there was still plenty of room. Your mother spread out a few towels, and began lathering up in tanning lotion. Yakima stretched her arms, almost causing you to fall right off of her shoulder. Claire and Kim looked excitedly out at the lake.
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April 23, 2025
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