Becky's Personal Lifeguard
A Shrunken Roommate (Re-upload)
chapter 7
by
Bobob1
“Aw! Are you a little tiny lifeguard? How cute!” Becky gushed, her gorgeous face breaking out into a pleasing smile. Her reaction was not at all what you expected, and it threw you off even more than you already were.
You gulped, trying to stammer out a coherent response. “U-uh…um…y-yes. Yes. That’s me…uh…the t-tiny lifeguard.” You fumbled your reply, earning a giggle from the titanic giantess. Your eyes frantically flicked all over the place, from the towel at your feet, to Becky’s radiant face, to her utterly gigantic bare breasts that jiggled just a bit as she laughed at your embarrassment.
“Okay, Mister Lifeguard…what’s a cutie like you doing here with me? A bit naughty to spy on a woman naked and ready to suntan.” Becky theatrically pouted, curling her sensual lips into a mock frown, and she tsked at you. Your face burned bright red at the remark, and Becky laughed again. “I’m kidding, poor thing. I’m not angry…I’d actually say I’m flattered, if anything. Been a while since an adorable thing like you paid me any mind.”
You knew she was referencing her age, but you found her statement hard to believe. Becky was a vision, even if she was in her thirties. Honestly, maturity had only developed her beauty further. Her reddish-brown locks framed her alluring face, her smooth milky white skin free of any blemish or mark. Her aforementioned curves were truly off-the-scale in terms of roundness and bounciness. Though you weren’t perverted enough to spend your days scouring the internet for porn or explicit content, you did know exactly what term Becky would be described as: a milf.
Taking a deep breath, you tried to steady yourself. “Y-yes, I was just hired by Sanderson Beach. Today, in fact. My first job was to look around the beach for anyone who might need help, and then aid them if I can.” You gave Becky a thumbs-up, causing the giantess woman to smile warmly. “So, since I’m here, give me a task and I’ll set right to it!”
The brown-haired woman’s eyes widened at your bold claim, then settled into a happy look of contentment. She grinned, her perfect teeth nearly shining. “Well, how generous of you, you little stud. I was just lamenting about how I didn’t have anyone to help me with…this!” She said, reaching behind herself to grab the bottle of tanning lotion. That one simple movement along shook her abundant chest wildly, drawing your gaze right back to her naked breasts. You couldn’t help but gape, and this didn’t go unnoticed by Becky.
“Goodness.” Becky smirked playfully, the faintest hint of pink in her cheeks. “You’d think a tiny like you had never seen a woman before!” She laughed as you feebly attempted to clamp your jaw shut and look you in the eye.
“I-I’m so sorry…for staring. Being here on the beach is…overwhelming, to be honest.” You admitted. “You ARE very beautiful, too.” You added, hoping that a compliment would smooth things over. The last thing you wanted was to get fired on your first day for perving on the beach goers.
The effect was unintended, to say the least. Becky’s smile vanished, replaced instead by an open-mouth expression, and the blush in her cheeks burned brighter. She recovered a moment later, easing back into her warm, alluring smile. She also shifted forward, scooping you up into her palm with warning, while simultaneously lying out on the towel on her back. You bit back your cry of surprise, and let her dangle you then place you on the expansiveness of her lean stomach.
“If you hadn’t guessed, you adorable charmer, I need you to help lather me up for my tan.” Becky explained, winking at you. “I’ll drop some tanning lotion onto my tummy, then you can spread it all around my body…and I do mean, everywhere. I wouldn’t want any uneven tan, right?” Becky’s angelic face radiated mischief and a hint of sensuality. “Something tells me that you won’t mind giving me a rubdown, though.”
Any sort of reply fumbled out of your mouth after a tease like that, and you merely gave the nude goddess a weak nod. Becky laughed once more, her stomach shaking and nearly tossing you off, before she uncapped the lotion bottle and deposited a hefty glob right beside you. After doing so, she slid some sunglasses onto her face, and propped her head up on a pillow.
“Go ahead, little guy. Lather me up!” She grinned, and winked again. “Could even be a reward in it for you if you do a good job. I’ll definitely make sure your boss knows that you’re the best, hottest lifeguard on this beach.”
Overwhelmed by the brown-haired woman’s words, you gave another pitiful nod, and then approached the glob of lotion. Knowing the quickest way to finish the job was also the grossest, you slapped your whole body into the veritable mountain of lotion, coating your body in the sticky substance. You then began walking across, rolling across, and rubbing your hands across Becky’s smooth stomach, effortlessly gliding over her skin while effectively covering her in tanning lotion.
Up above, you noted the bemused smile on Becky’s face, and figured that she was no doubt satisfied with your work and surprised by your ingenuity. Truthfully, you’d done this exact same thing to your mother plenty of times in the past, though she always had at least SOME clothes on, and of course never teased you about it. Your experience was coming in handy now, though, but you definitely wouldn’t say that you had expected to lather up a sexy, nude, flirtatious woman your first day on the job.
It wasn’t too long before Becky’s stomach was all done, including along her sides. Of course, that left only her titanic tits in need of a good lotion lathering. Reapplying an almost armor-like coat of lotion onto yourself, you trekked over to Becky’s breasts, and had to pause to stare at the sheer size of them. Twin peaks, massive yet perfectly rounded, with just the right amount of jiggliness. Their incredible size just about blocked out Becky’s face from the angle you were at.
Scaling them proved to be an entirely different beast, and one that your tiny body almost couldn’t complete. As slick as you were, it was nearly impossible to scrambled up Becky’s right breast. Her skin, perfectly smooth and soft as it was, offered nearly nonexistent grip, and a faint sheen of sweat all across her body certainly didn’t help. You only succeeded by dashing up in a quick, desperate burst, sinking your hands and feet into her plump boobs to balance yourself out.
From Becky’s perspective, this was nothing short of adorable hilariousness, and she couldn’t help but laugh. Her breasts swayed and shook as she giggled at your plight, and you stumbled backwards. Flailing your arms to keep from falling back down, you pitched forward, but merely ended up falling on your face instead. Well, you fell on your face, but your entire body also fell right onto Becky’s pink nipple.
Becky’s laughter stopped abruptly, replaced instead by a playful smirk. “Oh? Is the little lifeguard getting a facefull while still on the job? Shame on him. What a horrible tiny perv?” Becky’s expression was one of mock indignation, and a faint blush had returned to her cheeks.
You were about to push yourself back up to your feet, when you were suddenly shoved down hard into Becky’s nipple. It was Becky herself, daintily poking your body with her finger. Though she smiled innocently, anyone could see the glint of mischief and something more in her eyes. Lazily, she traced a circle around her nipple, dragging your body around and around while still squeezing you into her doughy breast flesh.
This was maddening for multiple reasons, both the fact that Becky was interfering with the job, and the fact that this naked woman was massaging you into her nipple. The feeling welling up inside you for the past fifteen minutes finally burst forth despite your honest attempts to stop it, and you felt yourself growing aroused. Of course, your hardening crotch was instantly squished flat by the force Becky was applying on your miniscule body.
However, it had still been quite clearly felt. Becky’s eyes widened, as did her triumphant grin. “Ah, so you ARE enjoying this, huh, cutie? My, my! This really might be the best beach day ever!” Becky laughed melodically, and looked over at her friend, Rose. Rose was still sleeping like a rock, and Becky knew she’d remain that way for hours if left undisturbed. Becky was pleased with the knowledge that she truly had you all to herself. Maybe it wasn't proper, but it was so much fun, conduct be damned. You were just irresistibly cute to her, and your own obvious attraction to her naked glory was icing on the flirtatious cake.
Becky released you, finally, but only after you felt the ground beneath you harden and begin to poke into you. It only took you a second to grasp the fact that Becky was being aroused by her teasing and playing with you, and that doubled your panic. This naked woman, to put it bluntly, had total control over you in this intimate of a situation. There was no telling what she’d do if her desire to mess with you kept growing. Even still, you weren’t about to quit this job until you’d lathered her up completely. You weren’t the type to give up, no matter the adversity.
Picking yourself up and trying (and failing) to hide your erection, you avoided looking Becky in the eye and went back to rubbing lotion across her boobs. Your peripheral still caught the sight of Becky’s sensual gaze and her softly biting her lower lip. That image sent shivers down your spine, and you hoped that ignoring it would keep her ‘playfulness’ at bay.
You gulped, trying to stammer out a coherent response. “U-uh…um…y-yes. Yes. That’s me…uh…the t-tiny lifeguard.” You fumbled your reply, earning a giggle from the titanic giantess. Your eyes frantically flicked all over the place, from the towel at your feet, to Becky’s radiant face, to her utterly gigantic bare breasts that jiggled just a bit as she laughed at your embarrassment.
“Okay, Mister Lifeguard…what’s a cutie like you doing here with me? A bit naughty to spy on a woman naked and ready to suntan.” Becky theatrically pouted, curling her sensual lips into a mock frown, and she tsked at you. Your face burned bright red at the remark, and Becky laughed again. “I’m kidding, poor thing. I’m not angry…I’d actually say I’m flattered, if anything. Been a while since an adorable thing like you paid me any mind.”
You knew she was referencing her age, but you found her statement hard to believe. Becky was a vision, even if she was in her thirties. Honestly, maturity had only developed her beauty further. Her reddish-brown locks framed her alluring face, her smooth milky white skin free of any blemish or mark. Her aforementioned curves were truly off-the-scale in terms of roundness and bounciness. Though you weren’t perverted enough to spend your days scouring the internet for porn or explicit content, you did know exactly what term Becky would be described as: a milf.
Taking a deep breath, you tried to steady yourself. “Y-yes, I was just hired by Sanderson Beach. Today, in fact. My first job was to look around the beach for anyone who might need help, and then aid them if I can.” You gave Becky a thumbs-up, causing the giantess woman to smile warmly. “So, since I’m here, give me a task and I’ll set right to it!”
The brown-haired woman’s eyes widened at your bold claim, then settled into a happy look of contentment. She grinned, her perfect teeth nearly shining. “Well, how generous of you, you little stud. I was just lamenting about how I didn’t have anyone to help me with…this!” She said, reaching behind herself to grab the bottle of tanning lotion. That one simple movement along shook her abundant chest wildly, drawing your gaze right back to her naked breasts. You couldn’t help but gape, and this didn’t go unnoticed by Becky.
“Goodness.” Becky smirked playfully, the faintest hint of pink in her cheeks. “You’d think a tiny like you had never seen a woman before!” She laughed as you feebly attempted to clamp your jaw shut and look you in the eye.
“I-I’m so sorry…for staring. Being here on the beach is…overwhelming, to be honest.” You admitted. “You ARE very beautiful, too.” You added, hoping that a compliment would smooth things over. The last thing you wanted was to get fired on your first day for perving on the beach goers.
The effect was unintended, to say the least. Becky’s smile vanished, replaced instead by an open-mouth expression, and the blush in her cheeks burned brighter. She recovered a moment later, easing back into her warm, alluring smile. She also shifted forward, scooping you up into her palm with warning, while simultaneously lying out on the towel on her back. You bit back your cry of surprise, and let her dangle you then place you on the expansiveness of her lean stomach.
“If you hadn’t guessed, you adorable charmer, I need you to help lather me up for my tan.” Becky explained, winking at you. “I’ll drop some tanning lotion onto my tummy, then you can spread it all around my body…and I do mean, everywhere. I wouldn’t want any uneven tan, right?” Becky’s angelic face radiated mischief and a hint of sensuality. “Something tells me that you won’t mind giving me a rubdown, though.”
Any sort of reply fumbled out of your mouth after a tease like that, and you merely gave the nude goddess a weak nod. Becky laughed once more, her stomach shaking and nearly tossing you off, before she uncapped the lotion bottle and deposited a hefty glob right beside you. After doing so, she slid some sunglasses onto her face, and propped her head up on a pillow.
“Go ahead, little guy. Lather me up!” She grinned, and winked again. “Could even be a reward in it for you if you do a good job. I’ll definitely make sure your boss knows that you’re the best, hottest lifeguard on this beach.”
Overwhelmed by the brown-haired woman’s words, you gave another pitiful nod, and then approached the glob of lotion. Knowing the quickest way to finish the job was also the grossest, you slapped your whole body into the veritable mountain of lotion, coating your body in the sticky substance. You then began walking across, rolling across, and rubbing your hands across Becky’s smooth stomach, effortlessly gliding over her skin while effectively covering her in tanning lotion.
Up above, you noted the bemused smile on Becky’s face, and figured that she was no doubt satisfied with your work and surprised by your ingenuity. Truthfully, you’d done this exact same thing to your mother plenty of times in the past, though she always had at least SOME clothes on, and of course never teased you about it. Your experience was coming in handy now, though, but you definitely wouldn’t say that you had expected to lather up a sexy, nude, flirtatious woman your first day on the job.
It wasn’t too long before Becky’s stomach was all done, including along her sides. Of course, that left only her titanic tits in need of a good lotion lathering. Reapplying an almost armor-like coat of lotion onto yourself, you trekked over to Becky’s breasts, and had to pause to stare at the sheer size of them. Twin peaks, massive yet perfectly rounded, with just the right amount of jiggliness. Their incredible size just about blocked out Becky’s face from the angle you were at.
Scaling them proved to be an entirely different beast, and one that your tiny body almost couldn’t complete. As slick as you were, it was nearly impossible to scrambled up Becky’s right breast. Her skin, perfectly smooth and soft as it was, offered nearly nonexistent grip, and a faint sheen of sweat all across her body certainly didn’t help. You only succeeded by dashing up in a quick, desperate burst, sinking your hands and feet into her plump boobs to balance yourself out.
From Becky’s perspective, this was nothing short of adorable hilariousness, and she couldn’t help but laugh. Her breasts swayed and shook as she giggled at your plight, and you stumbled backwards. Flailing your arms to keep from falling back down, you pitched forward, but merely ended up falling on your face instead. Well, you fell on your face, but your entire body also fell right onto Becky’s pink nipple.
Becky’s laughter stopped abruptly, replaced instead by a playful smirk. “Oh? Is the little lifeguard getting a facefull while still on the job? Shame on him. What a horrible tiny perv?” Becky’s expression was one of mock indignation, and a faint blush had returned to her cheeks.
You were about to push yourself back up to your feet, when you were suddenly shoved down hard into Becky’s nipple. It was Becky herself, daintily poking your body with her finger. Though she smiled innocently, anyone could see the glint of mischief and something more in her eyes. Lazily, she traced a circle around her nipple, dragging your body around and around while still squeezing you into her doughy breast flesh.
This was maddening for multiple reasons, both the fact that Becky was interfering with the job, and the fact that this naked woman was massaging you into her nipple. The feeling welling up inside you for the past fifteen minutes finally burst forth despite your honest attempts to stop it, and you felt yourself growing aroused. Of course, your hardening crotch was instantly squished flat by the force Becky was applying on your miniscule body.
However, it had still been quite clearly felt. Becky’s eyes widened, as did her triumphant grin. “Ah, so you ARE enjoying this, huh, cutie? My, my! This really might be the best beach day ever!” Becky laughed melodically, and looked over at her friend, Rose. Rose was still sleeping like a rock, and Becky knew she’d remain that way for hours if left undisturbed. Becky was pleased with the knowledge that she truly had you all to herself. Maybe it wasn't proper, but it was so much fun, conduct be damned. You were just irresistibly cute to her, and your own obvious attraction to her naked glory was icing on the flirtatious cake.
Becky released you, finally, but only after you felt the ground beneath you harden and begin to poke into you. It only took you a second to grasp the fact that Becky was being aroused by her teasing and playing with you, and that doubled your panic. This naked woman, to put it bluntly, had total control over you in this intimate of a situation. There was no telling what she’d do if her desire to mess with you kept growing. Even still, you weren’t about to quit this job until you’d lathered her up completely. You weren’t the type to give up, no matter the adversity.
Picking yourself up and trying (and failing) to hide your erection, you avoided looking Becky in the eye and went back to rubbing lotion across her boobs. Your peripheral still caught the sight of Becky’s sensual gaze and her softly biting her lower lip. That image sent shivers down your spine, and you hoped that ignoring it would keep her ‘playfulness’ at bay.
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April 23, 2025
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