Cindy's "little" prank
Tiny Life Guard
chapter 13
by
copier
· original author:
alphadragon
Cindy turned the corner of the staff area, and spotted Kim working at the bar alone. She, of course, was naked since this was still technically part of the nude section of the park.
"Oohh! Looks like we're in luck cutie." she whispered, winking.
You didn't like the vulpine look in her eyes.
Whatever Cindy was planning certainly didn't bode well for you but before you could dissuade her from doing something unpleasant your protest was cut off as Cindy's fingers curled around you and smushed you flat. You lost all sensation save for the warmth of her skin as she forcefully smoothed your body against her palm. Once you were flattened into a two-dimensional sticker, Cindy carefully pressed you against her thigh.
When her finger finished rubbing you in, you were left as nothing but a semi-disfigured tattoo on her right thigh, where only your red shorts stood out against her pale skin.
She grinned at her handiwork.
"You'll have to wait there for a little bit cutie. I need my hands free for this next part."
Despite your present state, your hearing worked just fine so you heard her words clearly. However, you had no means to tell her to stop as she giggled then headed for the bar.
"Hi Kim," Cindy called as she slid in behind the counter, grabbing a few mugs and handed them to the customers. "Let me get these for you."
"Thanks. I was getting swamped here." Kim breathed, wiping away some of the sweat dripping down her body. "Do you happen to know where Juli is? She's supposed to be here helping me."
Cindy stole a glance at her thigh, "Nope. I heard that Melissa picked her to be the one to train the new guy though."
Kim snorted, slipping past Cindy with a tray full of drinks. "Right. The so-called 'inch-tall' man. Please. Like there's someone out there actually like that. Probably just some punk looking for a little attention."
Suppressing a giggle at Kim's choice of words, Cindy's eyes lit up as she spied an opportunity.
"Hey Kim, can you grab that bottle of bourbon down by your foot. We've run out over here."
"Yeah. Hang on a moment." Kim waved, handing off the last drink off on her tray. "This one, right?" She asked, pointing to the aforementioned bottle and at Cindy's nod, bent over to pick it up and gave the blonde an unobstructed view of the Asian woman's undercarriage.
Working quickly, Cindy's finger tugged and peeled your flattened body off her thigh.
Freed, you had little time to process what was going on with your one good eye before Cindy had you pinched tight between her thumb and index finger. Your confusion only grew as her right hand grabbed ahold of the other end of your body and stretched it out between her hands. Only then did it dawn on you what was she was planning and your blood turned cold.
Less than a second later, you went flying forward like a rubber band.
Your destination:
The smooth slit between Kim's legs.
"Eek!!!" Kim yelped, clutching her rear.
She straightened up, practically jumping to her feet at the foreign sensation between her legs. Consequently, Cindy's aim had proven true, and you ended up pinned fast between the rosy lips of Kim's pussy. And unfortunately, your body was crushed flat (flatter honestly), adhering almost instantly to Kim's sensitive labia minor.
The light of the outside world vanished as Kim stood up, her outer lips slamming shut. Your senses were then bombarded by the sounds, heat, and pheromones of her body. Had this been better circumstances, you'd have been thrilled being inside the pussy of a hot lifeguard, but now things weren't looking good.
Your surroundings shifted and bucked as a finger entered the space. It seemed Kim did feel you enter her folds.
A vague hope blossomed inside you as it carefully and methodically traced over the sensitive folds and crevasses. As terrible a first meeting like this would go, it was preferable than being trapped inside a woman's snatch for the foreseeable future, especially one that didn't even believe you existed. So, you struggled desperately to make your body move. To make your presence known to Kim.
You held your breath as her finger passed over you, pressing against your flattened form.
And then it moves away.
"No!" You cried and renewed your efforts to attract her attention.
Unfortunately, your body had no time to reform in such a short duration and Kim wasn't able to feel the difference between you and her labia. So, unless Cindy’s tells her or someone looked inside her snatch and saw your red swim trunks, Kim would remain blissfully unaware of the inch-tall man hiding between her legs. Not that the young woman wasn't fuming over...whatever Cindy threw.
"What did you do Cindy?!" Kim hissed at the blonde, having ducked down behind the bar with one hand between her legs. Nude section or not, Kim wasn't going to be giving a free show as she carefully traced over her sensitive bits. "Cindy, I swear I'm gonna report you for..."
"Snort. S-Sorry." Cindy chuckled then held up a small rubber ball. "I just couldn't resist."
Never had she expected Jim to actually go flying inside Kim's hooch. She had only been aiming at her coworker's ass. It would've been hilarious for Kim to accidentally have their newest employee stuck as her new butt tattoo for an hour or two before presenting him to the skeptical woman. Cindy had been looking forward to seeing Kim's dumbstruck expression, but this was even better...though maybe she went too far this time.
Should she tell Kim the truth?
"Oohh! Looks like we're in luck cutie." she whispered, winking.
You didn't like the vulpine look in her eyes.
Whatever Cindy was planning certainly didn't bode well for you but before you could dissuade her from doing something unpleasant your protest was cut off as Cindy's fingers curled around you and smushed you flat. You lost all sensation save for the warmth of her skin as she forcefully smoothed your body against her palm. Once you were flattened into a two-dimensional sticker, Cindy carefully pressed you against her thigh.
When her finger finished rubbing you in, you were left as nothing but a semi-disfigured tattoo on her right thigh, where only your red shorts stood out against her pale skin.
She grinned at her handiwork.
"You'll have to wait there for a little bit cutie. I need my hands free for this next part."
Despite your present state, your hearing worked just fine so you heard her words clearly. However, you had no means to tell her to stop as she giggled then headed for the bar.
"Hi Kim," Cindy called as she slid in behind the counter, grabbing a few mugs and handed them to the customers. "Let me get these for you."
"Thanks. I was getting swamped here." Kim breathed, wiping away some of the sweat dripping down her body. "Do you happen to know where Juli is? She's supposed to be here helping me."
Cindy stole a glance at her thigh, "Nope. I heard that Melissa picked her to be the one to train the new guy though."
Kim snorted, slipping past Cindy with a tray full of drinks. "Right. The so-called 'inch-tall' man. Please. Like there's someone out there actually like that. Probably just some punk looking for a little attention."
Suppressing a giggle at Kim's choice of words, Cindy's eyes lit up as she spied an opportunity.
"Hey Kim, can you grab that bottle of bourbon down by your foot. We've run out over here."
"Yeah. Hang on a moment." Kim waved, handing off the last drink off on her tray. "This one, right?" She asked, pointing to the aforementioned bottle and at Cindy's nod, bent over to pick it up and gave the blonde an unobstructed view of the Asian woman's undercarriage.
Working quickly, Cindy's finger tugged and peeled your flattened body off her thigh.
Freed, you had little time to process what was going on with your one good eye before Cindy had you pinched tight between her thumb and index finger. Your confusion only grew as her right hand grabbed ahold of the other end of your body and stretched it out between her hands. Only then did it dawn on you what was she was planning and your blood turned cold.
Less than a second later, you went flying forward like a rubber band.
Your destination:
The smooth slit between Kim's legs.
"Eek!!!" Kim yelped, clutching her rear.
She straightened up, practically jumping to her feet at the foreign sensation between her legs. Consequently, Cindy's aim had proven true, and you ended up pinned fast between the rosy lips of Kim's pussy. And unfortunately, your body was crushed flat (flatter honestly), adhering almost instantly to Kim's sensitive labia minor.
The light of the outside world vanished as Kim stood up, her outer lips slamming shut. Your senses were then bombarded by the sounds, heat, and pheromones of her body. Had this been better circumstances, you'd have been thrilled being inside the pussy of a hot lifeguard, but now things weren't looking good.
Your surroundings shifted and bucked as a finger entered the space. It seemed Kim did feel you enter her folds.
A vague hope blossomed inside you as it carefully and methodically traced over the sensitive folds and crevasses. As terrible a first meeting like this would go, it was preferable than being trapped inside a woman's snatch for the foreseeable future, especially one that didn't even believe you existed. So, you struggled desperately to make your body move. To make your presence known to Kim.
You held your breath as her finger passed over you, pressing against your flattened form.
And then it moves away.
"No!" You cried and renewed your efforts to attract her attention.
Unfortunately, your body had no time to reform in such a short duration and Kim wasn't able to feel the difference between you and her labia. So, unless Cindy’s tells her or someone looked inside her snatch and saw your red swim trunks, Kim would remain blissfully unaware of the inch-tall man hiding between her legs. Not that the young woman wasn't fuming over...whatever Cindy threw.
"What did you do Cindy?!" Kim hissed at the blonde, having ducked down behind the bar with one hand between her legs. Nude section or not, Kim wasn't going to be giving a free show as she carefully traced over her sensitive bits. "Cindy, I swear I'm gonna report you for..."
"Snort. S-Sorry." Cindy chuckled then held up a small rubber ball. "I just couldn't resist."
Never had she expected Jim to actually go flying inside Kim's hooch. She had only been aiming at her coworker's ass. It would've been hilarious for Kim to accidentally have their newest employee stuck as her new butt tattoo for an hour or two before presenting him to the skeptical woman. Cindy had been looking forward to seeing Kim's dumbstruck expression, but this was even better...though maybe she went too far this time.
Should she tell Kim the truth?
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