Not What You Signed Up For
Tiny Life Guard
chapter 8
by
copier
· original author:
superdude9
"You see tiny, here's the problem." Amy stared down at you. "I don't think there is any store in this water park that would carry bikini's big enough to fit my massive breasts." You couldn't argue with that statement. This girl's boobs were some of the biggest you had ever seen! "My now broken bikini would be too tight if we tried to fix it, so that won't work."
"What are you planning then Amy?" You asked the giantess. To your discomfort, a mischievous smile grew on her face.
"That's where you come in hot stuff!" She giggled. "I've already seen that you can be squashed and stretched, so I plan to make you my new bikini top!"
"What!" You cried out in shock. Amy just nodded and laughed.
"It's a good plan right? I mean, you could easily stretch out to cover my large rack and still feel comfortable. You'll help me, won't you?"
"No!" You exclaimed. "Of course, I want to help you, but not like this! I won't just let you wear me! I'm a real person!"
"You won't be in a second." Amy grinned. The girl who had earlier seemed helplessly ditzy was now seeing more terrifying. "It'll only be for a day. Probably. Unless I really like wearing you!" Without hesitating another second, you leapt off her hand and fell to the floor. Unfortunately, she scooped you right back up before you could run, and she crushed you in her hand, preventing further escape. "Come on tiny! What guy wouldn't want to get a face first of a sexy goddess's tits for a whole day!" With that, Amy set about making you into her new bikini top.
Amy ground your body between her hands, until you were completely flat and papery. She then pulled on each end of your body, stretching you out to lengths you didn't know your body could be pulled to. Once your flat from was nice and long, she pressed down into body near your head and your legs, creating large circular indents. Amy proceeded to sculpt your body for the next twenty minutes, making your the perfect size and shape. Of course, you were in crazy amounts of pain for this entire process. Amy just laughed.
A half hour had almost passed, and Amy held you out in front of her, admiring her work. Your upper body and lower legs had been squashed and molded into large cups to contain Amy's massive breasts. Your hands and feet had been stretched and thinned to serve as strings for Amy to tie behind her back. Amy had also ripped off your lifeguard shorts earlier, making you harder to distinguish. Amy had even fashioned your midsection into a cute little ring to hold the two bikini cups together. You were, for all intents and purposes, a tan bikini. The only problem was that if anyone looked closely, they could tell you were a person.
"Well that won't do." Amy pouted. She set you down on the bench beside her. She began to dig into her purse, looking for something specific. She found it, and pulled it out of her bag. It was a little black bottle. She held the bottle in front of her right breast cup, as that was where your face had been indented into.
"Do you see this tiny?" Amy giggled, almost uncontrollably. She shook the bottle a little. "This is my secret weapon. "This is waterproof makeup, perfect for swimming and being fabulous at the same time! It's also black colored, my favorite color! I hope you're ready tiny! Your bikini transformation is almost complete!"
You screamed and screamed mentally, but no sound would come out, nor could you move at all. You were completely helpless and hopeless as Amy painted your entire body black with her makeup. She didn't miss a spot, and soon your entire body was dark black, every feature that made you appear human was gone. After five minutes, the makeup had dried, and you were finally 100 percent bikini.
Amy giddily picked you up and put you on. She put both of her breasts into the two cups, their flesh pressing in on your body from every direction. When she tied your hands and feet together around her back, the pressure only intensified. Amy had miscalculated, and you were barely large enough to contain her ginormous mammaries. Her big boobs cried out to rip you in two and be free, but Amy's handiwork held. Amy even jumped up and down a few times as a test. You and her breasts jiggled and wiggled like crazy, but you held. You were Amy's perfect bikini.
Amy skipped out of the changing room and clothing store with glee. The cashier even complemented her bikini on the way out. Amy was on cloud nine. She had never worn a bikini that felt this good before. That fact that it was a real live person made it even better. It actually turned her on, a fact you felt firsthand as her hard nipples pushed painfully into your face and lower body. Amy looked all around her at all the exciting things she could go and do now, but what would she do first?
"What are you planning then Amy?" You asked the giantess. To your discomfort, a mischievous smile grew on her face.
"That's where you come in hot stuff!" She giggled. "I've already seen that you can be squashed and stretched, so I plan to make you my new bikini top!"
"What!" You cried out in shock. Amy just nodded and laughed.
"It's a good plan right? I mean, you could easily stretch out to cover my large rack and still feel comfortable. You'll help me, won't you?"
"No!" You exclaimed. "Of course, I want to help you, but not like this! I won't just let you wear me! I'm a real person!"
"You won't be in a second." Amy grinned. The girl who had earlier seemed helplessly ditzy was now seeing more terrifying. "It'll only be for a day. Probably. Unless I really like wearing you!" Without hesitating another second, you leapt off her hand and fell to the floor. Unfortunately, she scooped you right back up before you could run, and she crushed you in her hand, preventing further escape. "Come on tiny! What guy wouldn't want to get a face first of a sexy goddess's tits for a whole day!" With that, Amy set about making you into her new bikini top.
Amy ground your body between her hands, until you were completely flat and papery. She then pulled on each end of your body, stretching you out to lengths you didn't know your body could be pulled to. Once your flat from was nice and long, she pressed down into body near your head and your legs, creating large circular indents. Amy proceeded to sculpt your body for the next twenty minutes, making your the perfect size and shape. Of course, you were in crazy amounts of pain for this entire process. Amy just laughed.
A half hour had almost passed, and Amy held you out in front of her, admiring her work. Your upper body and lower legs had been squashed and molded into large cups to contain Amy's massive breasts. Your hands and feet had been stretched and thinned to serve as strings for Amy to tie behind her back. Amy had also ripped off your lifeguard shorts earlier, making you harder to distinguish. Amy had even fashioned your midsection into a cute little ring to hold the two bikini cups together. You were, for all intents and purposes, a tan bikini. The only problem was that if anyone looked closely, they could tell you were a person.
"Well that won't do." Amy pouted. She set you down on the bench beside her. She began to dig into her purse, looking for something specific. She found it, and pulled it out of her bag. It was a little black bottle. She held the bottle in front of her right breast cup, as that was where your face had been indented into.
"Do you see this tiny?" Amy giggled, almost uncontrollably. She shook the bottle a little. "This is my secret weapon. "This is waterproof makeup, perfect for swimming and being fabulous at the same time! It's also black colored, my favorite color! I hope you're ready tiny! Your bikini transformation is almost complete!"
You screamed and screamed mentally, but no sound would come out, nor could you move at all. You were completely helpless and hopeless as Amy painted your entire body black with her makeup. She didn't miss a spot, and soon your entire body was dark black, every feature that made you appear human was gone. After five minutes, the makeup had dried, and you were finally 100 percent bikini.
Amy giddily picked you up and put you on. She put both of her breasts into the two cups, their flesh pressing in on your body from every direction. When she tied your hands and feet together around her back, the pressure only intensified. Amy had miscalculated, and you were barely large enough to contain her ginormous mammaries. Her big boobs cried out to rip you in two and be free, but Amy's handiwork held. Amy even jumped up and down a few times as a test. You and her breasts jiggled and wiggled like crazy, but you held. You were Amy's perfect bikini.
Amy skipped out of the changing room and clothing store with glee. The cashier even complemented her bikini on the way out. Amy was on cloud nine. She had never worn a bikini that felt this good before. That fact that it was a real live person made it even better. It actually turned her on, a fact you felt firsthand as her hard nipples pushed painfully into your face and lower body. Amy looked all around her at all the exciting things she could go and do now, but what would she do first?
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