Gina lets go, and convines Roxy to just not car...
Tiny Life Guard
chapter 10
by
copier
· original author:
gtsrp
"This is ridiculous," Gina exclaimed now that Juli is gone. "I am not just standing here holding your ass cheeks apart." And with that she lets go of Roxy's ass cheeks yet again. That was the last thing you heard with certainty, the rest was just vague mumbles of words that you could hardly make out passed the two enormous mounds of flesh that once again totally compressed you between them. You're totally two-dimensional, practically bound to the inside of Roxy's ass cheeks "Gina!" Roxy complained. "No, Roxy." Gina protested. "He's not there. She's talking total bullshit. You couldn't feel anything. I couldn't feel anything. I literally looked in there and there was nothing."
"But we know that's where he was, Gina." Roxy reasons, rolling herself over and sitting up. You wobble and decompress along with her ass, as if one with it. Now that it's more open you can actually hear what's being said a little better. "And what? He's not there anymore." Gina says. You don't like what you hear. "If he did end up going into your asshole then god help him if he's still alive but he'll come out eventually if he hasn't already choked to death in there. Like, how much could lungs that size really manage your shit gas." "Gina!" Roxy laughs. All this talk about her deadly gas must've subconsciously affected her because it certainly seemed to coincide with her dropping one right then with you right there at the epicentre.
"You know I'm right, your farts could kill me let alone that little dude. What was his name anyway? Tim or something." Roxy intercuts with "Jim, Gina." "What does it matter? Come on, Roxy, let's just get out of here before that bitch lifeguard comes back." "I don't know, Gina. This is my fault." "Fuck that," Gina protests. "This is Tim's fault. No, this is that bitch's fault for losing her partner."
"He'll show up eventually. And if he doesn't, whatever, he's just a tiny little dude." "Fine, whatever." Roxy agrees. You are absolutely awestruck at what's going on. You're using all your might to try and reform to try and even move in the slightest but that's totally snuffed as Roxy stands up and smashes you with the other wall of her ass crack. You can't be flattened anymore at this point. You're totally moulded and shaped perfectly to inside of her ass and you smell just as perfect for the part. No matter how much you try to protest, you can't move a muscle or get out a squeak. Roxy and Gina get their things and head back to their hotel room. You're ground up in Roxy's ass with every step.
"But we know that's where he was, Gina." Roxy reasons, rolling herself over and sitting up. You wobble and decompress along with her ass, as if one with it. Now that it's more open you can actually hear what's being said a little better. "And what? He's not there anymore." Gina says. You don't like what you hear. "If he did end up going into your asshole then god help him if he's still alive but he'll come out eventually if he hasn't already choked to death in there. Like, how much could lungs that size really manage your shit gas." "Gina!" Roxy laughs. All this talk about her deadly gas must've subconsciously affected her because it certainly seemed to coincide with her dropping one right then with you right there at the epicentre.
"You know I'm right, your farts could kill me let alone that little dude. What was his name anyway? Tim or something." Roxy intercuts with "Jim, Gina." "What does it matter? Come on, Roxy, let's just get out of here before that bitch lifeguard comes back." "I don't know, Gina. This is my fault." "Fuck that," Gina protests. "This is Tim's fault. No, this is that bitch's fault for losing her partner."
"He'll show up eventually. And if he doesn't, whatever, he's just a tiny little dude." "Fine, whatever." Roxy agrees. You are absolutely awestruck at what's going on. You're using all your might to try and reform to try and even move in the slightest but that's totally snuffed as Roxy stands up and smashes you with the other wall of her ass crack. You can't be flattened anymore at this point. You're totally moulded and shaped perfectly to inside of her ass and you smell just as perfect for the part. No matter how much you try to protest, you can't move a muscle or get out a squeak. Roxy and Gina get their things and head back to their hotel room. You're ground up in Roxy's ass with every step.
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May 30, 2025
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