Emily discovers your stretching ability
Tiny Life Guard
chapter 11
by
CrankoWanko
Emily smiled at your battered and beaten body, and teased, “Aww, were my big boobies just too heavy for you, little guy? You look exhausted! Here, let me peel you off and you can take a break…” Emily reached out and grabbed you by the arm, and pulled. She forgot to release your legs from between her fingers though, so after your torso had separated from her hand but your legs remained stuck by her fingers, your arm began to stretch. Emily gasped as soon as she saw your arm nearly double in length, and said, “Oh yeah! You said you could stretch and stuff, right?” Without waiting for you to respond, Emily dropped your first arm, letting it slowly begin to contract to normal size, and pulled your other arm upwards. Emily’s smile got wider and wider as your arm got longer and longer. Once your arm was over a foot long, Emily beamed and said excitedly, “Ooh! You know what would be fun?” Emily smiled at you for a second, expecting a reply, but before you even opened your mouth she answered for you, “Making you into a sling bikini! See, I’ve always wanted a bikini that supports my breasts without covering them up and hiding my beautiful figure. Most bikinis, like this one…” Emily pulled you up next to her breast, until the soft bikini fabric brushed against your face. With you rubbing lightly against her breast, Emily continued, “Cover up my gorgeous breasts, see? But what if I could get a bikini that went underneath my breasts, holding them up without hiding them? Wouldn’t that be awesome?!”
Emily finally pulled you away from her warm breast, and held you in front of her face as she said, “That’s where you come in, handsome. Now wait just a second, let’s find some privacy for this…” Emily closed her fist around you, sealing you in darkness, and waded out of the pool. It wasn’t long before you heard her pass through a door, and she opened her hand. You were in an empty locker room, and Emily was kneeling in front of a wooden bench. She dropped you onto the bench, and as soon as you sat up Emily pushed you down onto your back with one finger, “Don’t go anywhere! Just sit still for a second while I do my thing.” Emily quickly took her bikini off, causing her breasts to wobble with their new lack of restraint. Looking up at her from below chest level, you were in awe of her incredible tits. They were absolutely massive, yet very full and round. Emily glanced down at you and saw you staring, so she giggled, “Like what you see?” You tried to keep a calm voice, despite knowing you were probably about to be crushed under one of Emily’s breasts, “Do you really think you even need a bikini for those? They are so bouncy and, uh, perky.”
Emily looked down at her breasts, and thought for a second. She hefted them up with her hands, shook them up and down, feeling their weight. Then she dropped them, letting them bounce around above you. Watching her breasts bounce, Emily said, “Well, you’re probably right, but I think you’ll make a great bikini anyway!” Emily pushed your body into the bench with one finger, knocking the wind out of you, and with the other finger she began stretching your arms and legs out one at a time. She set your right arm and leg next to each other, and then your left arm and leg next to each other. Once you were just a torso surrounded by extra long arms and legs, Emily lifted her massive right breast above you, and held it there for a moment. Emily teased, “Plus, it’s just way too much fun to do this!” Suddenly the enormous breast above you began to fall. It slammed into the bench, and Emily laughed as she felt your body being pummeled under her huge bouncing breast. You could feel the some of the weight of Emily’s breast flattening you to the hard bench as Emily finally stopped laughing.
With your body firmly trapped underneath her bosom, Emily grabbed your arms and legs and pulled them upwards so she could tie them. Emily didn’t really notice, but as your arms and legs dragged you along, your body was yanked into the underside of her soft breast. Her breasts were too heavy and large for this to actually move them, but you could feel the front side of your body pushing into her flesh as you were forcefully raised upwards. Up above, Emily was tying your feet together, and your hands together, making two loops. Your right arm and leg went up through Emily’s cleavage, while your left arm and leg went around the side of her boob.
Once Emily was done making the loops, she pulled them up over her head and set the knots behind her neck. As she raised the your arm/leg loops high above her head, they tried to pull the rest of you along with them. Your body was roughly crushed up into the enormous weight of Emily’s breast as she set the loops behind her neck like a bikini strap, and this time she noticed. Emily looked down and saw that her right breast was behind held just above the surface of the bench, now supported entirely by your body. Your arms and legs had been stretched almost to their limit, and were now acting like stretchy bikini bands, forcing your body to bear the weight of Emily’s tit. Each arm and leg was indented into the flesh of Emily’s soft boob as it wrapped tightly around the underside of her breast, before going up to her neck.
Emily stood up quickly. Her breasts dipped from the sudden ascension, sending more weight bearing down directly against your face, body, and limbs. Your arms and legs felt very sore as they strained against the weight of her breast, though that was nothing compared to the incredible pain that your torso was going through as it was forced to hold up the majority of the breast’s weight. Emily felt your tiny body sinking into the underside of her now wobbling breast, and teased, “Hmm… do you think I made it too tight, little guy?” Emily smiled when she felt you try to shout something up at her, only for the words to become smothered by the vast amount of flesh covering your body. Emily teased you further, “Is that a no? Great! I thought so too!” Emily’s smile broadened when she saw how her massive breast was practically overflowing your limbs; they had sunk into her breast as her flesh spilled around them from all angles, due to the wsize of her tit. Since you were the only thing supporting Emily’s chest at the moment, her nipples were bare and her other breast, which was completely unsupported, continued to roll back and forth. Occasionally Emily’s left breast would bump into her right one, which would squish your right arm and leg between the two walls of flesh, as well as send a vibration through Emily’s entire boob, which you were forced to feel.
Emily slowly walked over to a full body mirror in the locker room. As she walked, each breast bounced up and down and swayed from side to side. The swaying wasn’t too bad, even though your body was rubbed across Emily’s breast with every sway. The worst was the bouncing; every time her breast tried to dip down, your body would get caught directly under all of its mass. On the down-step, your arms and legs would pull taut, and your body would come to a stop as the rest of Emily’s gigantic boob tried to continue falling. Then you would be engulfed by Emily’s jiggling boob for a moment, before her breasts would rise back into the air during the up-step. At the peak of every step you would have a moment where your arms and legs would contract, pulling you close to Emily’s flesh, but the weight of her breasts wasn't actually on you. Then the process would repeat.
When Emily reached the mirror, she began admiring her body in the mirror; strong legs, wide hips, thin waist, lean stomach, and a gargantuan pair of breasts. Looking in the mirror, you weren’t even visible; your body was being squashed far into the underside of Emily’s tit, and your arms and legs only appeared at the top of her breast, where they went up to her neck. The only way it was obvious you were there at all was that Emily’s right breast was raised a few inches higher than the other, and upon closer inspection, it was clear that your arms and legs were depressed into the soft flesh of her breast. Emily smiled, loving both how tiny you looked compared to her breast in the mirror, and the feeling of your tiny body being enveloped by her boob.
After just staring at you for a few minutes, Emily said, “Good news, Jim. You make an even better bikini than I thought you would, hahaha!” Emily reached back and grabbed a hold of your food/hand knots, and pulled them up over head, before holding them in front of her face. You didn’t think it was possible, but you were quickly mashed into Emily’s breast even more than before. You were in searing agony as Emily happily used you to lift her breast into the air a few more inches. Emily giggled as she watched her breast quiver on top of your body in the mirror, totally unaware of the pain you were in. Once she had raised you up a bit, she quickly began lowering and raising your limb knots. First, as you fell, her breast took a second to catch up with you, and then as her hand quickly changed direction and began pulling you back up, you were instantly buried under the falling breast. Emily pulled her breast upward for a moment, before dropping you back down. Her breast’s momentum made it hang in the air for just a moment, giving you a tiny bit of space between you and the vast underside of Emily’s boob, before it fell back down, where you were forced to catch it with your body. Emily continued to use you to bounce her breast up and down, laughing the entire time, before she finally stopped and put your arm/leg loops back behind her neck. You were thankful that she had stopped bouncing you beneath her breast, but you knew that as soon as she started walking or, god forbid, running, the process would start all over again.
Emily watched her breasts slowly jiggle to a stop, and said
Emily finally pulled you away from her warm breast, and held you in front of her face as she said, “That’s where you come in, handsome. Now wait just a second, let’s find some privacy for this…” Emily closed her fist around you, sealing you in darkness, and waded out of the pool. It wasn’t long before you heard her pass through a door, and she opened her hand. You were in an empty locker room, and Emily was kneeling in front of a wooden bench. She dropped you onto the bench, and as soon as you sat up Emily pushed you down onto your back with one finger, “Don’t go anywhere! Just sit still for a second while I do my thing.” Emily quickly took her bikini off, causing her breasts to wobble with their new lack of restraint. Looking up at her from below chest level, you were in awe of her incredible tits. They were absolutely massive, yet very full and round. Emily glanced down at you and saw you staring, so she giggled, “Like what you see?” You tried to keep a calm voice, despite knowing you were probably about to be crushed under one of Emily’s breasts, “Do you really think you even need a bikini for those? They are so bouncy and, uh, perky.”
Emily looked down at her breasts, and thought for a second. She hefted them up with her hands, shook them up and down, feeling their weight. Then she dropped them, letting them bounce around above you. Watching her breasts bounce, Emily said, “Well, you’re probably right, but I think you’ll make a great bikini anyway!” Emily pushed your body into the bench with one finger, knocking the wind out of you, and with the other finger she began stretching your arms and legs out one at a time. She set your right arm and leg next to each other, and then your left arm and leg next to each other. Once you were just a torso surrounded by extra long arms and legs, Emily lifted her massive right breast above you, and held it there for a moment. Emily teased, “Plus, it’s just way too much fun to do this!” Suddenly the enormous breast above you began to fall. It slammed into the bench, and Emily laughed as she felt your body being pummeled under her huge bouncing breast. You could feel the some of the weight of Emily’s breast flattening you to the hard bench as Emily finally stopped laughing.
With your body firmly trapped underneath her bosom, Emily grabbed your arms and legs and pulled them upwards so she could tie them. Emily didn’t really notice, but as your arms and legs dragged you along, your body was yanked into the underside of her soft breast. Her breasts were too heavy and large for this to actually move them, but you could feel the front side of your body pushing into her flesh as you were forcefully raised upwards. Up above, Emily was tying your feet together, and your hands together, making two loops. Your right arm and leg went up through Emily’s cleavage, while your left arm and leg went around the side of her boob.
Once Emily was done making the loops, she pulled them up over her head and set the knots behind her neck. As she raised the your arm/leg loops high above her head, they tried to pull the rest of you along with them. Your body was roughly crushed up into the enormous weight of Emily’s breast as she set the loops behind her neck like a bikini strap, and this time she noticed. Emily looked down and saw that her right breast was behind held just above the surface of the bench, now supported entirely by your body. Your arms and legs had been stretched almost to their limit, and were now acting like stretchy bikini bands, forcing your body to bear the weight of Emily’s tit. Each arm and leg was indented into the flesh of Emily’s soft boob as it wrapped tightly around the underside of her breast, before going up to her neck.
Emily stood up quickly. Her breasts dipped from the sudden ascension, sending more weight bearing down directly against your face, body, and limbs. Your arms and legs felt very sore as they strained against the weight of her breast, though that was nothing compared to the incredible pain that your torso was going through as it was forced to hold up the majority of the breast’s weight. Emily felt your tiny body sinking into the underside of her now wobbling breast, and teased, “Hmm… do you think I made it too tight, little guy?” Emily smiled when she felt you try to shout something up at her, only for the words to become smothered by the vast amount of flesh covering your body. Emily teased you further, “Is that a no? Great! I thought so too!” Emily’s smile broadened when she saw how her massive breast was practically overflowing your limbs; they had sunk into her breast as her flesh spilled around them from all angles, due to the wsize of her tit. Since you were the only thing supporting Emily’s chest at the moment, her nipples were bare and her other breast, which was completely unsupported, continued to roll back and forth. Occasionally Emily’s left breast would bump into her right one, which would squish your right arm and leg between the two walls of flesh, as well as send a vibration through Emily’s entire boob, which you were forced to feel.
Emily slowly walked over to a full body mirror in the locker room. As she walked, each breast bounced up and down and swayed from side to side. The swaying wasn’t too bad, even though your body was rubbed across Emily’s breast with every sway. The worst was the bouncing; every time her breast tried to dip down, your body would get caught directly under all of its mass. On the down-step, your arms and legs would pull taut, and your body would come to a stop as the rest of Emily’s gigantic boob tried to continue falling. Then you would be engulfed by Emily’s jiggling boob for a moment, before her breasts would rise back into the air during the up-step. At the peak of every step you would have a moment where your arms and legs would contract, pulling you close to Emily’s flesh, but the weight of her breasts wasn't actually on you. Then the process would repeat.
When Emily reached the mirror, she began admiring her body in the mirror; strong legs, wide hips, thin waist, lean stomach, and a gargantuan pair of breasts. Looking in the mirror, you weren’t even visible; your body was being squashed far into the underside of Emily’s tit, and your arms and legs only appeared at the top of her breast, where they went up to her neck. The only way it was obvious you were there at all was that Emily’s right breast was raised a few inches higher than the other, and upon closer inspection, it was clear that your arms and legs were depressed into the soft flesh of her breast. Emily smiled, loving both how tiny you looked compared to her breast in the mirror, and the feeling of your tiny body being enveloped by her boob.
After just staring at you for a few minutes, Emily said, “Good news, Jim. You make an even better bikini than I thought you would, hahaha!” Emily reached back and grabbed a hold of your food/hand knots, and pulled them up over head, before holding them in front of her face. You didn’t think it was possible, but you were quickly mashed into Emily’s breast even more than before. You were in searing agony as Emily happily used you to lift her breast into the air a few more inches. Emily giggled as she watched her breast quiver on top of your body in the mirror, totally unaware of the pain you were in. Once she had raised you up a bit, she quickly began lowering and raising your limb knots. First, as you fell, her breast took a second to catch up with you, and then as her hand quickly changed direction and began pulling you back up, you were instantly buried under the falling breast. Emily pulled her breast upward for a moment, before dropping you back down. Her breast’s momentum made it hang in the air for just a moment, giving you a tiny bit of space between you and the vast underside of Emily’s boob, before it fell back down, where you were forced to catch it with your body. Emily continued to use you to bounce her breast up and down, laughing the entire time, before she finally stopped and put your arm/leg loops back behind her neck. You were thankful that she had stopped bouncing you beneath her breast, but you knew that as soon as she started walking or, god forbid, running, the process would start all over again.
Emily watched her breasts slowly jiggle to a stop, and said
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May 30, 2025
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