Those lifeguards are lifesavers
My Shrunken Life (Re-Upload)
chapter 27
by
copier
· original author:
doreedo
Sarah walked away from Yakima, satisfied that she'd done her job (and embarrassing you was always a plus for her.) Yakima frowned, unsure of what to do next. She kind of wanted to get back in the water, but she really didn't want to risk losing you for real. She still felt bad about that.
Maybe she could sunbathe? If she laid down on her front, at least that'd give her an excuse to take her now broken bikini off. Sarah had stated she was only wrapping Ben up in her bikini top's string to help, but to Yakima the younger woman's intentions were dubious at best.
"Miss? Excuse me, miss?"
The startled Yakima couldn't help but jump at the unexpected voice. The woman standing right behind her had apparently approached while she'd been busy pondering her options, and Ben came loose from his position as the string around him unraveled. Evidently Sarah had not secured him very well.
Bringing her arms up to cover her immense chest (and obscure Ben from this new woman's view), Yakima turned around to see who it was.
Well.
Crap.
Yakima didn't recognize the woman- She had black eyes and was fairly tall, standing maybe an inch or two taller than Yakima herself, who was fairly tall for a Japanese woman, with medium-length straight black hair. Yakima also noted that the woman was moderately tanned and looked to be in really good shape- she was definitely the kind of person who enjoyed a rigorous work out. The red one piece with the word 'guard' in big, white letters told Yakima exactly who this was.
Between the toned muscles and healthy tan, the lifeguard might as well have climbed right out of a Hollywood movie.
"Miss? I'm going to need you to come with me."
"Can I ask why? Have I done anything wrong?" Darn, had somebody seen her boobs spill out of her broken swimsuit earlier? Yakima knew the lifeguard had shown up because someone had probably blabbed about her wardrobe malfunction. Ugh, how was she going to show her face to Ben's family now?! If she got them kicked off the beach after not even a full day with them...
"Ugh... Never mind. I'll get my stuff and go..."
"Hold up there, miss! You're misunderstanding me! You aren't in trouble or anything. I saw your *ahem* accident just a little while ago and thought you might want to swing by our lost and found. Beats having to leave the beach earlier, that's for sure."
Oh, so she wasn't being asked to leave? That was a relief. But still, Yakima couldn't help but ask...
"The lost and found, are you sure? Why, does there just happen to a top in my size there?" Yakima asked, using her arms (which were still hugging her breasts as best she could) to jiggle them slightly. To the lifeguard's credit, she didn't blush at Yakima's action, instead raising one eyebrow.
"Lady, you have a right to be skeptical. A pair like yours is just about one-in-a-million- but wouldn't you know it, we do in fact have a missing bikini top that looks to be just your size! Darnedest thing ever, I don't even know where it came from- it wasn't here yesterday afternoon, and I tell ya we would've seen a woman with tits that big if she was here yesterday."
Huh. Well if the lifeguard was telling the truth (and Yakima couldn't see any reason why the lifeguard would lie to her), then today might be her lucky day.
"Alright, take me there."
"You got it, just follow me. And act casual- most of the beachgoers here at the lake are generally pretty wrapped up in their own fun- they won't notice you unless you draw attention to yourself."
The lifeguard's advice proved helpful, and her and Yakima were able to make it to the lake's lost and found, which was in the same building as the lake's store. Interestingly enough, Yakima noticed that there seemed to be a small cafe within the building as well.
Rolling her eyes, the lifeguard grumbled as they passed by the cafe on their way to the lost and found.
"Ugh, that was management's worst decision of the year. The food's good, but it's ridiculously overpriced. Not even being a member of the lake's staff gives you a good enough discount to make eating there worth it. Which is why I just bring my own food from home. Oh! Here we are!" The lifeguard might've said more against the apparently new cafe, but just then she reached her intended destination- the lost and found!
Yakima scanned the room- there was all manner of paraphernalia inside, from swimsuits of varying sizes, colors, and styles, towels, various pool/beach toys... the list went on, but one thing caught Yakima's eye.
An enormous, black bikini top. Seriously- the cups were huge, definitely big enough to comfortably cover her own massive breasts. It really put the tiny, undersized one that was loosely clinging to her shoulders to shame. Adjusting her arms so that you were once again shoved back into the depths of her cleavage, Yakima picked up the top and examined it. Clean, no marks, now designs, not even a tag with a brand name on it. Just one giant, pitch-black bikini top made for a girl her size. What were the odds?
As if sensing what was on her mind, the lifeguard snorted.
"I know, right? Your swimsuit breaks and we just happen to have a missing top in exactly your size. The cups are pretty big, so it might cover up a bit more skin than you'd like, but at least you'll be decent with that on."
It was true, actually. Turning her back to the lifeguard, Yakima removed her broken bikini top and picked up the new one she'd acquired. She generally preferred to show off quite a bit of skin at places like these, but the bikini she was now putting on was clearly meant for modesty over style. Oh well, beggars couldn't be choosers, and Yakima counted herself supremely lucky that the lost and found had even had a top that fit her so well in the first place.
"Damn, girl! You look good! I've thought about what it would be like to have a pair that big, but honestly, I don't think I'd be able to swim so well if I had a pair of flotation devices that big attached to my chest."
Yakima just smiled and nodded at the lifeguard, thanking her for taking the time to bring her here. Those kinds of comments could get annoying, but she was used to them- and besides, the lifeguard had helped her out, so she'd let it slide.
"Um, do you mind if I sit down in the cafeteria for a few minutes? The last half-hour has been pretty hectic, and I'd love to just catch my breath for a bit."
"Sure. The cafe workers might raise a fuss if you don't order anything, but don't mind them. I'll probably do the same- it's about time for me to go on break, and Kelsy and Valerie should be out on this side of the lake right now anyway."
Yakima figured the lifeguard was talking about her coworkers. The lifeguard strode past her, evidently intend on sitting down first. Wow, Yakima couldn't help but peek at the lifeguard's ample rump as she walked away. She might not've been close to Yakima in terms of bust-size, but her butt was immense, and her thighs were truly massive. Wow, the ass on this woman might even rival her friend Midori's own gigantic rump!
Well, now that she was alone again, she'd better give poor Ben some air. She hoped he didn't mind being manhandled like this...
Reaching into her cleavage, Yakima plucked her little companion free of the dark valley he'd been entombed in. Smiling down at you, Yakima offered a quiet "Hiya."
"H-Hi." You weren't really sure what else to say. This day was really turning out to be like one of your wildest dreams. You'd been lost between boobs before, but rarely so frequently, and never within a pair this humongous. What was even better was that Yakima seemed okay with it!
God, you knew it was wrong of you to think such things about her, especially because you'd only known her for a short period of time (and you had a girlfriend), but you were starting to feel like you might be getting addicted to getting tossed about and squished between those gigantic, soft, warm, breasts of Yakima's.
"Well... shall we go sit down? I think I'd like to take a breather from all this excitement," Yakima stated, gently patting your head with one finger.
You didn't have anything to say against that, and honestly you would've said yes to anything that would let you spend even a few more minutes with Yakima. Giving her the affirmative, Yakima gently curled one hand around you and walked over to the cafe.
Striding over the cafeteria's door, the bikini-clad young woman pushed the door open and entered the cafe...
*BWOING*
"Mmrph?!"
Only to squeak in surprise as she felt someone's face collide directly with her enormous bosom! Yakima didn't know if it was because she was that much taller than the other person, or if they been stooped over, or what- but they went in face first! Yakima's massive melons distorted and squished slightly as the other female's face pushed into them, their words distorted and muffled by the twin mountains of flesh, before said mountains surged out and forced the offender away. The woman who'd walked face-first into Yakima's titanic rack was bounced back, tumbling to the floor with an undignified yelp.
Blushing brightly, Yakima tried to cover her massive chest with one arm while reaching down with the other to help the downed girl up. Unfortunately for her, she realized that in her surprise at having someone walk face-first into her chest, she'd dropped you! Fortunately, she could see you on the floor, but hopefully she could pick you up before the other female noticed you and got curious.
But who is it?
1) It's the lifeguard, and she laughs off the incident, finding the whole thing humorous.
2) Just your luck, it's Julia! And to make matters worse she is immediately rude to Yakima.
3) It's your actual girlfriend, Victoria. If she sees you, things are going to get awkward.
Maybe she could sunbathe? If she laid down on her front, at least that'd give her an excuse to take her now broken bikini off. Sarah had stated she was only wrapping Ben up in her bikini top's string to help, but to Yakima the younger woman's intentions were dubious at best.
"Miss? Excuse me, miss?"
The startled Yakima couldn't help but jump at the unexpected voice. The woman standing right behind her had apparently approached while she'd been busy pondering her options, and Ben came loose from his position as the string around him unraveled. Evidently Sarah had not secured him very well.
Bringing her arms up to cover her immense chest (and obscure Ben from this new woman's view), Yakima turned around to see who it was.
Well.
Crap.
Yakima didn't recognize the woman- She had black eyes and was fairly tall, standing maybe an inch or two taller than Yakima herself, who was fairly tall for a Japanese woman, with medium-length straight black hair. Yakima also noted that the woman was moderately tanned and looked to be in really good shape- she was definitely the kind of person who enjoyed a rigorous work out. The red one piece with the word 'guard' in big, white letters told Yakima exactly who this was.
Between the toned muscles and healthy tan, the lifeguard might as well have climbed right out of a Hollywood movie.
"Miss? I'm going to need you to come with me."
"Can I ask why? Have I done anything wrong?" Darn, had somebody seen her boobs spill out of her broken swimsuit earlier? Yakima knew the lifeguard had shown up because someone had probably blabbed about her wardrobe malfunction. Ugh, how was she going to show her face to Ben's family now?! If she got them kicked off the beach after not even a full day with them...
"Ugh... Never mind. I'll get my stuff and go..."
"Hold up there, miss! You're misunderstanding me! You aren't in trouble or anything. I saw your *ahem* accident just a little while ago and thought you might want to swing by our lost and found. Beats having to leave the beach earlier, that's for sure."
Oh, so she wasn't being asked to leave? That was a relief. But still, Yakima couldn't help but ask...
"The lost and found, are you sure? Why, does there just happen to a top in my size there?" Yakima asked, using her arms (which were still hugging her breasts as best she could) to jiggle them slightly. To the lifeguard's credit, she didn't blush at Yakima's action, instead raising one eyebrow.
"Lady, you have a right to be skeptical. A pair like yours is just about one-in-a-million- but wouldn't you know it, we do in fact have a missing bikini top that looks to be just your size! Darnedest thing ever, I don't even know where it came from- it wasn't here yesterday afternoon, and I tell ya we would've seen a woman with tits that big if she was here yesterday."
Huh. Well if the lifeguard was telling the truth (and Yakima couldn't see any reason why the lifeguard would lie to her), then today might be her lucky day.
"Alright, take me there."
"You got it, just follow me. And act casual- most of the beachgoers here at the lake are generally pretty wrapped up in their own fun- they won't notice you unless you draw attention to yourself."
The lifeguard's advice proved helpful, and her and Yakima were able to make it to the lake's lost and found, which was in the same building as the lake's store. Interestingly enough, Yakima noticed that there seemed to be a small cafe within the building as well.
Rolling her eyes, the lifeguard grumbled as they passed by the cafe on their way to the lost and found.
"Ugh, that was management's worst decision of the year. The food's good, but it's ridiculously overpriced. Not even being a member of the lake's staff gives you a good enough discount to make eating there worth it. Which is why I just bring my own food from home. Oh! Here we are!" The lifeguard might've said more against the apparently new cafe, but just then she reached her intended destination- the lost and found!
Yakima scanned the room- there was all manner of paraphernalia inside, from swimsuits of varying sizes, colors, and styles, towels, various pool/beach toys... the list went on, but one thing caught Yakima's eye.
An enormous, black bikini top. Seriously- the cups were huge, definitely big enough to comfortably cover her own massive breasts. It really put the tiny, undersized one that was loosely clinging to her shoulders to shame. Adjusting her arms so that you were once again shoved back into the depths of her cleavage, Yakima picked up the top and examined it. Clean, no marks, now designs, not even a tag with a brand name on it. Just one giant, pitch-black bikini top made for a girl her size. What were the odds?
As if sensing what was on her mind, the lifeguard snorted.
"I know, right? Your swimsuit breaks and we just happen to have a missing top in exactly your size. The cups are pretty big, so it might cover up a bit more skin than you'd like, but at least you'll be decent with that on."
It was true, actually. Turning her back to the lifeguard, Yakima removed her broken bikini top and picked up the new one she'd acquired. She generally preferred to show off quite a bit of skin at places like these, but the bikini she was now putting on was clearly meant for modesty over style. Oh well, beggars couldn't be choosers, and Yakima counted herself supremely lucky that the lost and found had even had a top that fit her so well in the first place.
"Damn, girl! You look good! I've thought about what it would be like to have a pair that big, but honestly, I don't think I'd be able to swim so well if I had a pair of flotation devices that big attached to my chest."
Yakima just smiled and nodded at the lifeguard, thanking her for taking the time to bring her here. Those kinds of comments could get annoying, but she was used to them- and besides, the lifeguard had helped her out, so she'd let it slide.
"Um, do you mind if I sit down in the cafeteria for a few minutes? The last half-hour has been pretty hectic, and I'd love to just catch my breath for a bit."
"Sure. The cafe workers might raise a fuss if you don't order anything, but don't mind them. I'll probably do the same- it's about time for me to go on break, and Kelsy and Valerie should be out on this side of the lake right now anyway."
Yakima figured the lifeguard was talking about her coworkers. The lifeguard strode past her, evidently intend on sitting down first. Wow, Yakima couldn't help but peek at the lifeguard's ample rump as she walked away. She might not've been close to Yakima in terms of bust-size, but her butt was immense, and her thighs were truly massive. Wow, the ass on this woman might even rival her friend Midori's own gigantic rump!
Well, now that she was alone again, she'd better give poor Ben some air. She hoped he didn't mind being manhandled like this...
Reaching into her cleavage, Yakima plucked her little companion free of the dark valley he'd been entombed in. Smiling down at you, Yakima offered a quiet "Hiya."
"H-Hi." You weren't really sure what else to say. This day was really turning out to be like one of your wildest dreams. You'd been lost between boobs before, but rarely so frequently, and never within a pair this humongous. What was even better was that Yakima seemed okay with it!
God, you knew it was wrong of you to think such things about her, especially because you'd only known her for a short period of time (and you had a girlfriend), but you were starting to feel like you might be getting addicted to getting tossed about and squished between those gigantic, soft, warm, breasts of Yakima's.
"Well... shall we go sit down? I think I'd like to take a breather from all this excitement," Yakima stated, gently patting your head with one finger.
You didn't have anything to say against that, and honestly you would've said yes to anything that would let you spend even a few more minutes with Yakima. Giving her the affirmative, Yakima gently curled one hand around you and walked over to the cafe.
Striding over the cafeteria's door, the bikini-clad young woman pushed the door open and entered the cafe...
*BWOING*
"Mmrph?!"
Only to squeak in surprise as she felt someone's face collide directly with her enormous bosom! Yakima didn't know if it was because she was that much taller than the other person, or if they been stooped over, or what- but they went in face first! Yakima's massive melons distorted and squished slightly as the other female's face pushed into them, their words distorted and muffled by the twin mountains of flesh, before said mountains surged out and forced the offender away. The woman who'd walked face-first into Yakima's titanic rack was bounced back, tumbling to the floor with an undignified yelp.
Blushing brightly, Yakima tried to cover her massive chest with one arm while reaching down with the other to help the downed girl up. Unfortunately for her, she realized that in her surprise at having someone walk face-first into her chest, she'd dropped you! Fortunately, she could see you on the floor, but hopefully she could pick you up before the other female noticed you and got curious.
But who is it?
1) It's the lifeguard, and she laughs off the incident, finding the whole thing humorous.
2) Just your luck, it's Julia! And to make matters worse she is immediately rude to Yakima.
3) It's your actual girlfriend, Victoria. If she sees you, things are going to get awkward.
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April 23, 2025
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