Another day in the life of living skin art
Tiny Life Guard
chapter 18
by
copier
· original author:
kentwolf
Jim stared at the blanket red filling his vision, feeling his body jiggle and shake with every step that Kim took. He still was numb with shock over how casually this woman was happy to destroy his life and keep him sealed as a living tattoo. For the billionth time since he became captive under a layer of her flesh and an unmoving image of a man, he struggled. He strained and he pushed and he twisted. He tried for the entire time Kim was walking to her station and by the time she got there, it had amounted to absolutely nothing.
There was no change, no motion, not so much as a twitch from his captive, flat body, sealed within her flesh. His only real hope was someone in the outside world finding and rescuing him. Of course, hidden away with only Kim knowing you were a living person, the chances of such a rescue were similar to finding a unicorn in your bathtub.
Kim, true to her word was still not giving you any attention. Aside from checking you were hidden under her tight, red bikini shorts, she simply put you out of her mind. She knew you weren’t going anywhere and no one would see you. She wasn’t about to spend all day thinking about a tattoo, which was all you were to her now. A sentient, captive tattoo of a man, decorating her ass.
You felt your world shift and stretch, quickly recognizing the motion as Kim sitting, mentally bracing yourself a few seconds before her ass impacted with the seat cushion and the all-encompassing, smothering weight of her pressed all around you. The sheet of red going to pitch black as the light was cut off in your current location. Through her shorts, you could feel the warmth of the seat cushion, already hot from the morning sun beating down on it.
Kim shifted a bit in her seat as she got comfortable, relaxing in her seat as she looked over the rapids pool. This was an easy position to be shifted to. A lot of sitting and watching, the pool was more of a fun, semi-shallow series of rivers with jets forming currents. No one ever really needed help here. She paid no heed to the tiny man boiling away under her ass, trapped with no airflow as she enjoyed the cool breeze and the sunshine.
About an hour into her shift, the radio buzzed, it was Melissa.
“Kim, has Jim shown up for work yet? Have you seen him today?” She asked, annoyed how you had seemingly never turned up at your position yesterday and hadn’t clocked in today either so far. Kim smirked to herself before answering,
“No, I haven’t seen him today boss.” She said honestly, the one time she had looked in your direction, you were hidden under her uniform. She technically hadn’t seen you.
“You think he just decided to quit without telling you or something?” She asked, sounding casual. Melissa let out an annoyed sigh over the radio before saying,
“If he did, he had best not let me see him again or I will squish him myself! I’ll see if one of the other girls can come in and cover his shift” She commented, ending the radio chat. Her words went unheard to you, with the world a mute, dark void of pressure in your current situation. Kim grinned, hearing the annoyance in Melissa’s tone. She would surely put the little man out of her mind within a few weeks of him not showing up and she had made him seem bad to Melissa at the same time.
For the next few hours, Kim relaxed, keeping an eye on her section and having the occasional chat with a cute guy when they caught her attention, cute girls, too. Kim just enjoyed the attention. Under her, you were suffering. While the weight didn’t seem to be too unbearable due to how infused you were with her flesh, it was still hot, humid, and dark. Every now and then she would shift and the fabric in front of you would be rubbed against the cushion fabric. It actually caused tiny bits of static, too small for someone to notice normally, but you were small and at ground zero, you felt every tingling zap as the hours dragged along.
Kim eventually got up to go have her break, finally allowing you to cool off a bit in your prison, the red sheet of fabric a welcome change from the humid blackness of before. You jiggled and bounced with her steps, hearing the sounds of people having fun all around you as she walked to the staff area. None of the people whom she passed knew there was a tiny man on her ass, hidden from the world and crying for salvation.
Kim casually chatted to a couple of the other lifeguards in the break room, leaning against the countertops and sipping a cool drink from the fridge. You heard her laugh, which caused her whole body to shake and make you wobble along with her laughter as she happily chatted away with the people you should be getting to know. Suddenly you heard two voices you recognized, Juli and Melissa.
“Any sign of Jim yet?” Melissa asked, high above your prison. You listened intently, hoping you would be discovered and rescued.
“Nah, haven’t seen any sign of him since you last asked me, sorry” Kim replied sounding annoyingly sincere.
“Aww, I hope the little guy is OK. I never got to meet him” Juli said sadly, unaware she had met your foot first and then seen you on Kim’s ass. She had seen you, but never as a person, so she never made the connection with you missing.
“Well if he doesn’t have a good excuse for missing work and skipping out on his duties yesterday he may as well not come back,” Melissa said with a huff, unaware you were in fact at work technically, as well as having a great excuse why you were not doing your assigned duties.
Sadly, after a little more chatter between the women, Kim’s break came to an end, meaning both you and her left Melissa and Juli with you still sealed away on her posterior. She smirked to herself, reveling in how helpless you were and how easy it was to keep you captive right under everyone’s noses.
Kim's next half of her shift was on the water slides, so rather than relaxing nonstop, she was constantly shifting on her seat, glancing over to see when it was all clear, before signalling the next person in the queue down the slides. Again, you were trapped in smothering, hot blackness, a mixture of discomfort and boredom as Kim continued her life, leaving you with nothing to do but think of how helpless your situation was.
Eventually, Kim’s workday was over. You got a brief glimpse of the outside world, well, of the locker room, as she pulled down her shorts and revealing you to the other lifeguards, none of whom were looking in Kim’s direction. Then your world was white as she slid her panties up and over you, sealed away once again, the routine of a tattoo continued. As she headed to her car, you hoped against hope that she would slip up soon, that someone would spot you on her ass and get you free of this nightmare. You had a horrible feeling that if it was left up to Kim, you would remain to decorate her flesh for the rest of your life….
There was no change, no motion, not so much as a twitch from his captive, flat body, sealed within her flesh. His only real hope was someone in the outside world finding and rescuing him. Of course, hidden away with only Kim knowing you were a living person, the chances of such a rescue were similar to finding a unicorn in your bathtub.
Kim, true to her word was still not giving you any attention. Aside from checking you were hidden under her tight, red bikini shorts, she simply put you out of her mind. She knew you weren’t going anywhere and no one would see you. She wasn’t about to spend all day thinking about a tattoo, which was all you were to her now. A sentient, captive tattoo of a man, decorating her ass.
You felt your world shift and stretch, quickly recognizing the motion as Kim sitting, mentally bracing yourself a few seconds before her ass impacted with the seat cushion and the all-encompassing, smothering weight of her pressed all around you. The sheet of red going to pitch black as the light was cut off in your current location. Through her shorts, you could feel the warmth of the seat cushion, already hot from the morning sun beating down on it.
Kim shifted a bit in her seat as she got comfortable, relaxing in her seat as she looked over the rapids pool. This was an easy position to be shifted to. A lot of sitting and watching, the pool was more of a fun, semi-shallow series of rivers with jets forming currents. No one ever really needed help here. She paid no heed to the tiny man boiling away under her ass, trapped with no airflow as she enjoyed the cool breeze and the sunshine.
About an hour into her shift, the radio buzzed, it was Melissa.
“Kim, has Jim shown up for work yet? Have you seen him today?” She asked, annoyed how you had seemingly never turned up at your position yesterday and hadn’t clocked in today either so far. Kim smirked to herself before answering,
“No, I haven’t seen him today boss.” She said honestly, the one time she had looked in your direction, you were hidden under her uniform. She technically hadn’t seen you.
“You think he just decided to quit without telling you or something?” She asked, sounding casual. Melissa let out an annoyed sigh over the radio before saying,
“If he did, he had best not let me see him again or I will squish him myself! I’ll see if one of the other girls can come in and cover his shift” She commented, ending the radio chat. Her words went unheard to you, with the world a mute, dark void of pressure in your current situation. Kim grinned, hearing the annoyance in Melissa’s tone. She would surely put the little man out of her mind within a few weeks of him not showing up and she had made him seem bad to Melissa at the same time.
For the next few hours, Kim relaxed, keeping an eye on her section and having the occasional chat with a cute guy when they caught her attention, cute girls, too. Kim just enjoyed the attention. Under her, you were suffering. While the weight didn’t seem to be too unbearable due to how infused you were with her flesh, it was still hot, humid, and dark. Every now and then she would shift and the fabric in front of you would be rubbed against the cushion fabric. It actually caused tiny bits of static, too small for someone to notice normally, but you were small and at ground zero, you felt every tingling zap as the hours dragged along.
Kim eventually got up to go have her break, finally allowing you to cool off a bit in your prison, the red sheet of fabric a welcome change from the humid blackness of before. You jiggled and bounced with her steps, hearing the sounds of people having fun all around you as she walked to the staff area. None of the people whom she passed knew there was a tiny man on her ass, hidden from the world and crying for salvation.
Kim casually chatted to a couple of the other lifeguards in the break room, leaning against the countertops and sipping a cool drink from the fridge. You heard her laugh, which caused her whole body to shake and make you wobble along with her laughter as she happily chatted away with the people you should be getting to know. Suddenly you heard two voices you recognized, Juli and Melissa.
“Any sign of Jim yet?” Melissa asked, high above your prison. You listened intently, hoping you would be discovered and rescued.
“Nah, haven’t seen any sign of him since you last asked me, sorry” Kim replied sounding annoyingly sincere.
“Aww, I hope the little guy is OK. I never got to meet him” Juli said sadly, unaware she had met your foot first and then seen you on Kim’s ass. She had seen you, but never as a person, so she never made the connection with you missing.
“Well if he doesn’t have a good excuse for missing work and skipping out on his duties yesterday he may as well not come back,” Melissa said with a huff, unaware you were in fact at work technically, as well as having a great excuse why you were not doing your assigned duties.
Sadly, after a little more chatter between the women, Kim’s break came to an end, meaning both you and her left Melissa and Juli with you still sealed away on her posterior. She smirked to herself, reveling in how helpless you were and how easy it was to keep you captive right under everyone’s noses.
Kim's next half of her shift was on the water slides, so rather than relaxing nonstop, she was constantly shifting on her seat, glancing over to see when it was all clear, before signalling the next person in the queue down the slides. Again, you were trapped in smothering, hot blackness, a mixture of discomfort and boredom as Kim continued her life, leaving you with nothing to do but think of how helpless your situation was.
Eventually, Kim’s workday was over. You got a brief glimpse of the outside world, well, of the locker room, as she pulled down her shorts and revealing you to the other lifeguards, none of whom were looking in Kim’s direction. Then your world was white as she slid her panties up and over you, sealed away once again, the routine of a tattoo continued. As she headed to her car, you hoped against hope that she would slip up soon, that someone would spot you on her ass and get you free of this nightmare. You had a horrible feeling that if it was left up to Kim, you would remain to decorate her flesh for the rest of your life….
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