R&R with Yakima
My Shrunken Life (Re-Upload)
chapter 27
by
copier
· original author:
alphadragon
Yakima stared speechlessly down at her "repaired" bikini, or more specifically, the small man dangling between her boobs. She wasn't sure how she was supposed to feel about Sarah using her brother as an improvised knot.
And it left her unsure about what she ought to do now.
She really wanted to head back out into water, but seeing that Ben was the only thing keeping her top together, she thought it'd be wiser to stay on dry land. Not to mention she'd risk losing him again if the strings come undone. She still felt guilty about losing him earlier and didn't quite trust Sarah when she stated that she was simply wrapping Ben up to help her. From the short time they've spent together, Yakima figured out that Miss Mary's eldest daughter was something of a prankster and her intentions dubious at best.
Perhaps she could sunbathe instead?
If she laid down on her front, she'd at least have an excuse to take off her broken bikini. That and untangle Ben so that he'd be able to move about. It wouldn't be fair to him if she was the only one enjoying the beach.
Yeah, that'll work.
With her mind made up, Yakima started walking back to the spot Mary had claimed for them. And of course, she drew her fair share of stares as she passed by the other beach dwellers.
Yakima did her best to ignore them, wishing she had a towel or something to cover herself up with. It was much less to do with self-consciousness (one didn't go into the modeling business camera shy) but that she didn't want to draw any more attention to herself and the small man between her tits. The last thing she needed was someone else taking an interest in Ben.
Thankfully, no wannabee pickup artists tried their luck with her and she got to their spot unharassed.
“Hey Yakima. How are you enjoying the beach?” Mary looked from her book, lounging beneath a giant umbrella. Her eyebrows rose when she noticed her son suspended between her new guest’s massive bosom. “Ben? What are you doing there?”
Your blush matched Yakima’s as she explained what happened to your mother. “My bikini snapped earlier and Sarah uh, helped.”
Mary sighed with a knowing look. “Honestly that girl. I take it you're not going back out into the water?"
Yakima shook her head.
"Well, more's the merrier." Your mother chimed and handed her a towel. "Can you keep an eye on Ben for me?"
"Of course, Miss Mary," Yakima patted her chest, causing the enormous mounds to sway. She didn't notice how you were bucked alongside her breasts, much to your mother's amusement. "I promise not to lost him."
"Oh, I'm sure he won't wander far." Mary giggled, a brief look at her houseguest monumental chest. "I must say he's rather fond of you."
"Mom!" You cried, blushing red.
Your mother chuckled, but thankfully didn't tease you any further and went back to reading her book as Yakima swiftly made herself comfortable. First, she dug out two holes in the sand before covering them with the towel. She then gave them a few prodding pokes. Seemingly satisfied, she then worked to remove her bikini. It was a bit awkward for the both of you as Yakima worked to untie you while trying to keep her breasts from popping out.
Of course, being so close, you were blessed to see two tiny cherries emerging over the rim of her bikini cups as she undid the knot around your waist. It wasn't right of you to take advantage of the situation like that as Yakima has been nothing but gentle giantess to you. However, excluding your family, you've rarely interacted with the opposite sex outside your home, save for your girlfriend. Thankfully, common decency won out over your desires as you kept your eyes firmly away from the swaying mounds beside you.
"There." Yakima said after a few minutes, freeing you from her bikini before depositing you on the ground.
You shuffled away from her as the dark-haired girl then laid down to sunbathe, the edge of the towel sliding towards her as it sank beneath the heavy mass of her breasts. You resisted the urge to whistle seeing there was still a good portion of her chest still sticky up out of the ground. Apparently, she hadn't dug deep enough.
"Much better." She sighed, carefully slipping her broken bikini off to the side.
"You're right about that." You agreed, settling down beside her head.
Yakima chuckled, peering at you over her arms.
The two of you fell into comfortable silence, just simply enjoying the sun as the Asian beauty slowly began to relax. Ben was safe and in sight. There was no one nearby to squish him. And Yakima didn't have anything to worry about at the moment....well, perhaps one thing.
"Hey Ben." Her voice was subdued as she whispered to her companion. "Would you mind doing me a small favor?"
"Sure." Was your immediate response. "What do you need?"
Yakima picked up a bottle of tanning oil, "Could you help me put some tanning oil on my back? I'd like to get a nice tan before my next photo shoot."
"I...can." You scratched your head awkwardly, glancing at imposing wall of Yakima. "But I don't think I'll be able to get your whole back in time."
"Oh no! I'm not asking you to do that." Yakima giggled, "I just need your help getting to those hard to reach places." She indicated some of those spots with her fingers. "I'll handle the rest myself."
You heaved a relieved sigh. "Oh. Yeah, I can help. Just tell me where to go."
"Great." Yakima's beaming smile was the only reward you needed, but you kept that little tidbit to yourself. You watched as the Asian beauty poured a handful of the stuff into her palm then began applying it to her back. It was fascinating to watch from your position, though your gaze was focused on the buried mountains beside you. You gulped as her chest rose out of the holes as she turned and twisted to lather her back. A boner pushed against the inside of your shorts as her bare breasts rose out of the holes and one of them hung directly over you.
"Enjoying the view?" Her voice boomed above you, teasing.
That snapped you out of your daze as you realized she was waiting for you.
"I...I...uh...um...well..." You stammered out a string of unintelligible nonsense at being caught, before Yakima picked you up by two fingers gently.
"It's fine Ben." Yakima brought you to her lips, her warm breath washing over you. "You've already seen me naked, so there isn't anything to be ashamed about at this point." But even while she was maintaining a facade of calm, Yakima was internally squirming with embarrassment. The only indication of it was the light blush on her cheeks. "But please remember it's rude to ogle a girl without her permission."
"Yes." You muttered, ashamed.
Yakima giggled, "So make sure to ask next time." Your head whipped up at her last statement, but you were already on the move before being deposited on her shoulder. "There should be some extra oil still on my back, so use that to get the spots I missed." She let go of you, your feet sinking into her supple skin as you landed. "Just jump a couple of times to let me know when you're done."
And then you were alone, relatively speaking.
You gulped, staring at the vast expanse of her back.
Nearly every square-inch of her skin seemed to glisten, shining brightly underneath the sun. And off in the distance, you spotted the extra oil she had been talking about, pooled near her lower back at the foothills of her rising rump. Even those round hills glistened brightly, calling you towards them.
You took a few tentative steps forward.
It was slick, but doable as you cautiously moved forward with your arms out to help keep your balance.
"...Kuuhhhh."
"Hey! Hold still." You shouted as the ground rumbled beneath you, nearly throwing you off your feet.
"S-Sorry." Yakima rumbled beneath you, "I'm ticklish back there."
"Of course you are." You mumbled, taking care to watch your steps.
Thankfully, Yakima managed to suppress her giggles long enough for you to reach the pool of oil. And by shielding your eyes, you were able to spot the areas that Yakima hadn't been able to reach.
"Here goes."
Instead of scooping up the oil in your hand, you jumped into the puddle rolling and covering yourself in the slick stuff. There was just no way you'd be able to carry enough to cover those spots, so you just opted to use your body as a improvised sponge. It made walking difficult, but it saved you time.
So, the question is;
Just how did it go?
And it left her unsure about what she ought to do now.
She really wanted to head back out into water, but seeing that Ben was the only thing keeping her top together, she thought it'd be wiser to stay on dry land. Not to mention she'd risk losing him again if the strings come undone. She still felt guilty about losing him earlier and didn't quite trust Sarah when she stated that she was simply wrapping Ben up to help her. From the short time they've spent together, Yakima figured out that Miss Mary's eldest daughter was something of a prankster and her intentions dubious at best.
Perhaps she could sunbathe instead?
If she laid down on her front, she'd at least have an excuse to take off her broken bikini. That and untangle Ben so that he'd be able to move about. It wouldn't be fair to him if she was the only one enjoying the beach.
Yeah, that'll work.
With her mind made up, Yakima started walking back to the spot Mary had claimed for them. And of course, she drew her fair share of stares as she passed by the other beach dwellers.
Yakima did her best to ignore them, wishing she had a towel or something to cover herself up with. It was much less to do with self-consciousness (one didn't go into the modeling business camera shy) but that she didn't want to draw any more attention to herself and the small man between her tits. The last thing she needed was someone else taking an interest in Ben.
Thankfully, no wannabee pickup artists tried their luck with her and she got to their spot unharassed.
“Hey Yakima. How are you enjoying the beach?” Mary looked from her book, lounging beneath a giant umbrella. Her eyebrows rose when she noticed her son suspended between her new guest’s massive bosom. “Ben? What are you doing there?”
Your blush matched Yakima’s as she explained what happened to your mother. “My bikini snapped earlier and Sarah uh, helped.”
Mary sighed with a knowing look. “Honestly that girl. I take it you're not going back out into the water?"
Yakima shook her head.
"Well, more's the merrier." Your mother chimed and handed her a towel. "Can you keep an eye on Ben for me?"
"Of course, Miss Mary," Yakima patted her chest, causing the enormous mounds to sway. She didn't notice how you were bucked alongside her breasts, much to your mother's amusement. "I promise not to lost him."
"Oh, I'm sure he won't wander far." Mary giggled, a brief look at her houseguest monumental chest. "I must say he's rather fond of you."
"Mom!" You cried, blushing red.
Your mother chuckled, but thankfully didn't tease you any further and went back to reading her book as Yakima swiftly made herself comfortable. First, she dug out two holes in the sand before covering them with the towel. She then gave them a few prodding pokes. Seemingly satisfied, she then worked to remove her bikini. It was a bit awkward for the both of you as Yakima worked to untie you while trying to keep her breasts from popping out.
Of course, being so close, you were blessed to see two tiny cherries emerging over the rim of her bikini cups as she undid the knot around your waist. It wasn't right of you to take advantage of the situation like that as Yakima has been nothing but gentle giantess to you. However, excluding your family, you've rarely interacted with the opposite sex outside your home, save for your girlfriend. Thankfully, common decency won out over your desires as you kept your eyes firmly away from the swaying mounds beside you.
"There." Yakima said after a few minutes, freeing you from her bikini before depositing you on the ground.
You shuffled away from her as the dark-haired girl then laid down to sunbathe, the edge of the towel sliding towards her as it sank beneath the heavy mass of her breasts. You resisted the urge to whistle seeing there was still a good portion of her chest still sticky up out of the ground. Apparently, she hadn't dug deep enough.
"Much better." She sighed, carefully slipping her broken bikini off to the side.
"You're right about that." You agreed, settling down beside her head.
Yakima chuckled, peering at you over her arms.
The two of you fell into comfortable silence, just simply enjoying the sun as the Asian beauty slowly began to relax. Ben was safe and in sight. There was no one nearby to squish him. And Yakima didn't have anything to worry about at the moment....well, perhaps one thing.
"Hey Ben." Her voice was subdued as she whispered to her companion. "Would you mind doing me a small favor?"
"Sure." Was your immediate response. "What do you need?"
Yakima picked up a bottle of tanning oil, "Could you help me put some tanning oil on my back? I'd like to get a nice tan before my next photo shoot."
"I...can." You scratched your head awkwardly, glancing at imposing wall of Yakima. "But I don't think I'll be able to get your whole back in time."
"Oh no! I'm not asking you to do that." Yakima giggled, "I just need your help getting to those hard to reach places." She indicated some of those spots with her fingers. "I'll handle the rest myself."
You heaved a relieved sigh. "Oh. Yeah, I can help. Just tell me where to go."
"Great." Yakima's beaming smile was the only reward you needed, but you kept that little tidbit to yourself. You watched as the Asian beauty poured a handful of the stuff into her palm then began applying it to her back. It was fascinating to watch from your position, though your gaze was focused on the buried mountains beside you. You gulped as her chest rose out of the holes as she turned and twisted to lather her back. A boner pushed against the inside of your shorts as her bare breasts rose out of the holes and one of them hung directly over you.
"Enjoying the view?" Her voice boomed above you, teasing.
That snapped you out of your daze as you realized she was waiting for you.
"I...I...uh...um...well..." You stammered out a string of unintelligible nonsense at being caught, before Yakima picked you up by two fingers gently.
"It's fine Ben." Yakima brought you to her lips, her warm breath washing over you. "You've already seen me naked, so there isn't anything to be ashamed about at this point." But even while she was maintaining a facade of calm, Yakima was internally squirming with embarrassment. The only indication of it was the light blush on her cheeks. "But please remember it's rude to ogle a girl without her permission."
"Yes." You muttered, ashamed.
Yakima giggled, "So make sure to ask next time." Your head whipped up at her last statement, but you were already on the move before being deposited on her shoulder. "There should be some extra oil still on my back, so use that to get the spots I missed." She let go of you, your feet sinking into her supple skin as you landed. "Just jump a couple of times to let me know when you're done."
And then you were alone, relatively speaking.
You gulped, staring at the vast expanse of her back.
Nearly every square-inch of her skin seemed to glisten, shining brightly underneath the sun. And off in the distance, you spotted the extra oil she had been talking about, pooled near her lower back at the foothills of her rising rump. Even those round hills glistened brightly, calling you towards them.
You took a few tentative steps forward.
It was slick, but doable as you cautiously moved forward with your arms out to help keep your balance.
"...Kuuhhhh."
"Hey! Hold still." You shouted as the ground rumbled beneath you, nearly throwing you off your feet.
"S-Sorry." Yakima rumbled beneath you, "I'm ticklish back there."
"Of course you are." You mumbled, taking care to watch your steps.
Thankfully, Yakima managed to suppress her giggles long enough for you to reach the pool of oil. And by shielding your eyes, you were able to spot the areas that Yakima hadn't been able to reach.
"Here goes."
Instead of scooping up the oil in your hand, you jumped into the puddle rolling and covering yourself in the slick stuff. There was just no way you'd be able to carry enough to cover those spots, so you just opted to use your body as a improvised sponge. It made walking difficult, but it saved you time.
So, the question is;
Just how did it go?
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