Pamela’s Pursuit
A Shrunken Roommate (Re-upload)
chapter 20
by
copier
· original author:
jay72
(Originally written by jaymax72)
(special thanks to Azazel-8 for helping me write this chapter)
As much as you wanted to calmly and slowly explain things to Pamela, it was hard to think straight in response to the clear flirtations of her words. While you were somewhat use to women treating you as ‘cute’, the word was usually used in a more childish and vaguely condescending manner, whereas the blonde’s intentions seemed more… mature. Caught off-guard, you tried to slowly paddle backwards as you looked up at her expectant face, nervously clearing your throat as you struggled to change to subject. “Ah, well, anyway… like I was saying, there’s a lot more to lifeguard work than just swimming. It’s about helping people and keeping an eye out for any trouble or troublemakers.”
“Hmm…” Pamela’s smile only spread at your words, and what little space you were able to create between you was instantly undone as she casually moved forward, the thin fabric of her bikini bumping against your chest and face. “Well, I don’t doubt that you want to be helpful little guy. Like I said before, I used to be a lifeguard myself when I was about your age so I can help you out. Ah!” Her smile turned into a wide grin and her eyes sparkled as she remembered your conversation from earlier. “That reminds me! Every lifeguard has to be well trained in CPR, and you still haven’t shown me your skills yet have you deary? Well, we can’t have that.”
If it was possible your eyes would have bulged out of your skull at the implications of those words, and you hurriedly started to wave your hands, desperately trying to swim backwards as Pamela smacked her lips at you. “Oh no no no, that’s fine. Really, I wouldn’t want to inconvenience a guest like that. Don’t worry, I know how CPR works, and even if I can’t do it myself I can assist the other lifeguards so....” your protests trailed off as you saw Pamela’s hand reaching down to claim you. Gasping you tried to turn over onto your front and swim away as fast as you could, but barely made it two strokes before you were dunked down deep underwater by the descending palm, the air pushed from your lungs before you were yanked back out of the water and towards her face.
Oblivious to your attempts to flee, Pamela snatched you up with contemptuous ease, not even noticing your struggles and distress as you were briefly dunked under. Flipping her hand over, she smiled down at your soaked spread-eagled form gasping for breath, blowing a soft breath over you as she brought your tiny body towards her lips. “Oh don’t you worry about that little cutie, it’s no trouble at all. I’m still not sure about you being a lifeguard, but if that’s what you have your little heart set on I’ll do everything I can to help.” The blonde smiled gently as she looked down at her new friend, overwhelmed with a sense of affection for the brave little guy who just wanted to help. “Now, I think the first step for you to know how to do good CPR is knowing what it feels like to put your lips on the lips of a girl many times your size. I’m sure it would be awkward to do it with one of your colleagues, so I’ll make it easier for you and do it myself, okay sweetie?” Impressed with her own logic, the blonde lifted her hand and puckered her lips, ready to get down to business.
“Oh no! No no! No no no! Oh no! Oh no no no no no!” Your protests were ignored by the southern belle, she assumed you were just being shy. From your perspective, the whole horizon was now dominated by Pamela’s face, and her full lips looked anything but inviting as they descending towards you, the meaty tongue that briefly emerged to run along the red-tinged flesh doing nothing to make you feel any more comfortable. Every instinct in your body screamed to escape, and as her eyes slipped shut you took your opportunity to roll as quickly as you could to the edge of her palm. You knew a long fall to the water below awaited you, but it had to be better than staying here, so you took that leap without hesitation, hurling yourself into the air and quickly splashing down into the pool. Your momentum alone plunged you deep beneath the surface, but this time you were ready for it, and took the chance to propel yourself as far away as possible before breaking the surface and swimming for the edge for all you were worth. Friendly or not, you’d had enough, and wanted to get away as quickly as possible.
Unfortunately, it didn’t take Pamela long at all to realise you were gone. While kissing her own palm wasn’t particularly unpleasant, it hadn’t been what she expected, and her eyes immediately sprung open when her lips failed to locate your body, only a giant lipstick mark was present on her palm. Momentarily confused, and concerned for your safety, her gaze flicked down to the pool, and quickly located your small body in the otherwise empty expanse of water, barely a few feet away from her belly button despite your best efforts. Confusion quickly turned to playfulness, as she interpreted your actions through the lens of her assumptions, and emitted another soft coo. “Oh I see. Going to make me work for it huh? I guess you do need to practice your swimming as well.” She giggled softly, before lowering herself up to the neck into the pool, pursing her lips again as she commenced her playful pursuit. “Well you better watch out hon, because I’m coming for you now, and when I catch you I’m going to smother you with kisses.”
“Oh no no no no no no no no no no!” For you the blonde’s pursuit was anything but playful, and the kissing noises and faces she started to make were far from comforting. You tried to swim harder, but ultimately you knew it was pointless as your pursuer closed the gap without effort, kept at bay only by her own playfulness as she remained a couple of feet behind you, making small waves to disrupt your attempts to swim and splashing at your heels but never quite reaching forward enough to actually grab you. Not for the first time in your life you were reminded of just how helpless you were in these situations, and genuinely started to wonder if you’d made the right decision coming to the park. If even someone whose intentions seemed, more or less, kind, if misguided, could give you this much trouble, than you had to wonder what you would do if you encountered someone who actually meant you harm.
Though she continued to playfully splash at you, Pamela had to admit she was impressed by the speed you managed at your size, her playful smile turning more genuine as she fell back another foot. “Well what do you know, you’re actually pretty fast for a little guy hon. Guess you’re more fit than I gave you credit for huh? And you know what they say about fit young men.” She giggled and made another kissy face. “But that’s just making me want to kiss you more cutie. I’ll get a good idea of how strong you really are when I cover every last inch of that body with my lips.” You shivered at Pamela’s tender flirtations, her desire to kiss you was growing, and she surged forward with renewed vigour before diving under, her whole body disappearing from view, with your last sight being her substantial rear rising up then dipping below the waves, followed by the long expanse of her legs.
If anything, your inability to see exactly where your pursuer was only made you more nervous, and you redoubled your efforts to escape, the edge of the pool finally coming into sight as you powered forward. Fixing your attention ahead, you put all your strength into reaching that edge, thinking that if you could just escape the pool you could maybe get Pamela to finally listen to what you had to say, or maybe just get away from her altogether. For a fraction of a second you even fooled yourself into believing you were going to make it, but then an immense shadow rose from the depths below, and with an eruption of water and a great sucking force your world exploded into motion.
Honestly, sometimes your life felt like fate was deliberately conspiring against you. Your time with Pamela had been a constant series of misunderstandings and accidents, and now was no different. It had been the blonde’s intention to come up just behind you, creating a great deal of waves and bluster and knocking you off course but generally leaving you unharmed. And in regards to the emergence of her head her aim had been true, and it had indeed burst free just an inch behind your kicking feet. Unfortunately, in her excitement she had kicked off with too much force, and her entire upper body had burst forth, including her rather prodigious chest sticking out several inches past her sternum, so while her eyes were squeezed shut against the spray your small body was sucked down into the yawning cleavage like water being pulled into a drain, the expanse of flesh creating a great deal of suction as the displaced water was pulled through the gaps together with your form.
Raising her hands to wipe the spray from her eyes, Pamela chuckled deeply as her lips curved into a smile. “Sorry about that cutie, just testing your reflexes a bit. Now where were we?.” Finally pulling her hands away and fully opening her eyes, the smile remained on the blonde’s lips as she searched for her tiny friend. But what has happened to your body, and is the playful Pamela able to find you?
(special thanks to Azazel-8 for helping me write this chapter)
As much as you wanted to calmly and slowly explain things to Pamela, it was hard to think straight in response to the clear flirtations of her words. While you were somewhat use to women treating you as ‘cute’, the word was usually used in a more childish and vaguely condescending manner, whereas the blonde’s intentions seemed more… mature. Caught off-guard, you tried to slowly paddle backwards as you looked up at her expectant face, nervously clearing your throat as you struggled to change to subject. “Ah, well, anyway… like I was saying, there’s a lot more to lifeguard work than just swimming. It’s about helping people and keeping an eye out for any trouble or troublemakers.”
“Hmm…” Pamela’s smile only spread at your words, and what little space you were able to create between you was instantly undone as she casually moved forward, the thin fabric of her bikini bumping against your chest and face. “Well, I don’t doubt that you want to be helpful little guy. Like I said before, I used to be a lifeguard myself when I was about your age so I can help you out. Ah!” Her smile turned into a wide grin and her eyes sparkled as she remembered your conversation from earlier. “That reminds me! Every lifeguard has to be well trained in CPR, and you still haven’t shown me your skills yet have you deary? Well, we can’t have that.”
If it was possible your eyes would have bulged out of your skull at the implications of those words, and you hurriedly started to wave your hands, desperately trying to swim backwards as Pamela smacked her lips at you. “Oh no no no, that’s fine. Really, I wouldn’t want to inconvenience a guest like that. Don’t worry, I know how CPR works, and even if I can’t do it myself I can assist the other lifeguards so....” your protests trailed off as you saw Pamela’s hand reaching down to claim you. Gasping you tried to turn over onto your front and swim away as fast as you could, but barely made it two strokes before you were dunked down deep underwater by the descending palm, the air pushed from your lungs before you were yanked back out of the water and towards her face.
Oblivious to your attempts to flee, Pamela snatched you up with contemptuous ease, not even noticing your struggles and distress as you were briefly dunked under. Flipping her hand over, she smiled down at your soaked spread-eagled form gasping for breath, blowing a soft breath over you as she brought your tiny body towards her lips. “Oh don’t you worry about that little cutie, it’s no trouble at all. I’m still not sure about you being a lifeguard, but if that’s what you have your little heart set on I’ll do everything I can to help.” The blonde smiled gently as she looked down at her new friend, overwhelmed with a sense of affection for the brave little guy who just wanted to help. “Now, I think the first step for you to know how to do good CPR is knowing what it feels like to put your lips on the lips of a girl many times your size. I’m sure it would be awkward to do it with one of your colleagues, so I’ll make it easier for you and do it myself, okay sweetie?” Impressed with her own logic, the blonde lifted her hand and puckered her lips, ready to get down to business.
“Oh no! No no! No no no! Oh no! Oh no no no no no!” Your protests were ignored by the southern belle, she assumed you were just being shy. From your perspective, the whole horizon was now dominated by Pamela’s face, and her full lips looked anything but inviting as they descending towards you, the meaty tongue that briefly emerged to run along the red-tinged flesh doing nothing to make you feel any more comfortable. Every instinct in your body screamed to escape, and as her eyes slipped shut you took your opportunity to roll as quickly as you could to the edge of her palm. You knew a long fall to the water below awaited you, but it had to be better than staying here, so you took that leap without hesitation, hurling yourself into the air and quickly splashing down into the pool. Your momentum alone plunged you deep beneath the surface, but this time you were ready for it, and took the chance to propel yourself as far away as possible before breaking the surface and swimming for the edge for all you were worth. Friendly or not, you’d had enough, and wanted to get away as quickly as possible.
Unfortunately, it didn’t take Pamela long at all to realise you were gone. While kissing her own palm wasn’t particularly unpleasant, it hadn’t been what she expected, and her eyes immediately sprung open when her lips failed to locate your body, only a giant lipstick mark was present on her palm. Momentarily confused, and concerned for your safety, her gaze flicked down to the pool, and quickly located your small body in the otherwise empty expanse of water, barely a few feet away from her belly button despite your best efforts. Confusion quickly turned to playfulness, as she interpreted your actions through the lens of her assumptions, and emitted another soft coo. “Oh I see. Going to make me work for it huh? I guess you do need to practice your swimming as well.” She giggled softly, before lowering herself up to the neck into the pool, pursing her lips again as she commenced her playful pursuit. “Well you better watch out hon, because I’m coming for you now, and when I catch you I’m going to smother you with kisses.”
“Oh no no no no no no no no no no!” For you the blonde’s pursuit was anything but playful, and the kissing noises and faces she started to make were far from comforting. You tried to swim harder, but ultimately you knew it was pointless as your pursuer closed the gap without effort, kept at bay only by her own playfulness as she remained a couple of feet behind you, making small waves to disrupt your attempts to swim and splashing at your heels but never quite reaching forward enough to actually grab you. Not for the first time in your life you were reminded of just how helpless you were in these situations, and genuinely started to wonder if you’d made the right decision coming to the park. If even someone whose intentions seemed, more or less, kind, if misguided, could give you this much trouble, than you had to wonder what you would do if you encountered someone who actually meant you harm.
Though she continued to playfully splash at you, Pamela had to admit she was impressed by the speed you managed at your size, her playful smile turning more genuine as she fell back another foot. “Well what do you know, you’re actually pretty fast for a little guy hon. Guess you’re more fit than I gave you credit for huh? And you know what they say about fit young men.” She giggled and made another kissy face. “But that’s just making me want to kiss you more cutie. I’ll get a good idea of how strong you really are when I cover every last inch of that body with my lips.” You shivered at Pamela’s tender flirtations, her desire to kiss you was growing, and she surged forward with renewed vigour before diving under, her whole body disappearing from view, with your last sight being her substantial rear rising up then dipping below the waves, followed by the long expanse of her legs.
If anything, your inability to see exactly where your pursuer was only made you more nervous, and you redoubled your efforts to escape, the edge of the pool finally coming into sight as you powered forward. Fixing your attention ahead, you put all your strength into reaching that edge, thinking that if you could just escape the pool you could maybe get Pamela to finally listen to what you had to say, or maybe just get away from her altogether. For a fraction of a second you even fooled yourself into believing you were going to make it, but then an immense shadow rose from the depths below, and with an eruption of water and a great sucking force your world exploded into motion.
Honestly, sometimes your life felt like fate was deliberately conspiring against you. Your time with Pamela had been a constant series of misunderstandings and accidents, and now was no different. It had been the blonde’s intention to come up just behind you, creating a great deal of waves and bluster and knocking you off course but generally leaving you unharmed. And in regards to the emergence of her head her aim had been true, and it had indeed burst free just an inch behind your kicking feet. Unfortunately, in her excitement she had kicked off with too much force, and her entire upper body had burst forth, including her rather prodigious chest sticking out several inches past her sternum, so while her eyes were squeezed shut against the spray your small body was sucked down into the yawning cleavage like water being pulled into a drain, the expanse of flesh creating a great deal of suction as the displaced water was pulled through the gaps together with your form.
Raising her hands to wipe the spray from her eyes, Pamela chuckled deeply as her lips curved into a smile. “Sorry about that cutie, just testing your reflexes a bit. Now where were we?.” Finally pulling her hands away and fully opening her eyes, the smile remained on the blonde’s lips as she searched for her tiny friend. But what has happened to your body, and is the playful Pamela able to find you?
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