Butt Baking Final Round
Tiny Life Guard
chapter 15
by
copier
· original author:
bronzehawkz
Alas, you wait the next half an hour for a savior but no one ever comes.
Your face concealed under Kim's bathing suit you can't see anything as she gets up, but you certainly feel the weight of the world taken off of you, both to your relief, and your dread as you realize what comes next is probably another round of her little "game", possibly your final chance at freedom from her clutches. Another give-away sign that Kim is walking somewhere is this awful feeling of nausea in your gut, the swaying of her hips with every step making you feel uncomfortably sick. You just might have to get used to this feeling if Kim truly decides to make you a permanent addition to her round posterior, a thought which wouldn't seem so bad to you were you not currently suffering from your preview of what they would be like.
Sure enough, when you next regain vision you realize Kim has dragged you along with her to the employee tanning booth again.
"Alright Jim, it's time for the final round of Butt Baking. This is your final chance, so I hope you're ready this time, because if not then... Tsssss..." She mimics a sizzling sound to bring home the point.
Soaking her butt cheek with water she pinches at your face to get you out. It's painful, but you're relieved to be extracted from her butt.
You can't help but be terrified as she swings her ass around, positioning her butt in front of the tanning bed holding you and a water bottle behind her next to it.
"Listen up Jim, this should be an easy one, but knowing how awful you performed before I'm not going to hold my breath on you getting it right."
You interject impatiently "Just hurry up and ask the question!"
Kim giggles. "Slow down there, little guy, why are you in such a hurry to become apart of my ass?" She wiggles her rear side by side to taunt you. You say nothing in response, perhaps just a little baffled that she could be this cruel to another human being, let alone a co-worker.
"Alright, question time! Who is your immediate superior? Remember, this is your final chance, one wrong word and you'll be best buddies with with my ass for a forever! Or should I say, "butties", hehe."
You gulp. Like she said, this is your last chance, once she bakes your face into her ass there will be no turning back. You'll no longer even be a visible tattoo, just a living person hidden under her ass flesh, knowledge of your existence being a satisfaction only Kim will have.
When you begin to think about your answer, you feel even more dread and terror, as you realize there's two possible answers when it comes to Kim.
The answer should be Melissa, as she's your boss.
...But then again, Kim is the one asking the question, what if she wants you to say she's your superior?
You have a hard time coming to a decision on what to say, you flinch out of surprise and fear when Kim's voice suddenly interrupts your thoughts.
"Come on Jim, take any longer and I'll just have to assume you don't know it! What is your final answer?"
Opening your mouth you say...
Your face concealed under Kim's bathing suit you can't see anything as she gets up, but you certainly feel the weight of the world taken off of you, both to your relief, and your dread as you realize what comes next is probably another round of her little "game", possibly your final chance at freedom from her clutches. Another give-away sign that Kim is walking somewhere is this awful feeling of nausea in your gut, the swaying of her hips with every step making you feel uncomfortably sick. You just might have to get used to this feeling if Kim truly decides to make you a permanent addition to her round posterior, a thought which wouldn't seem so bad to you were you not currently suffering from your preview of what they would be like.
Sure enough, when you next regain vision you realize Kim has dragged you along with her to the employee tanning booth again.
"Alright Jim, it's time for the final round of Butt Baking. This is your final chance, so I hope you're ready this time, because if not then... Tsssss..." She mimics a sizzling sound to bring home the point.
Soaking her butt cheek with water she pinches at your face to get you out. It's painful, but you're relieved to be extracted from her butt.
You can't help but be terrified as she swings her ass around, positioning her butt in front of the tanning bed holding you and a water bottle behind her next to it.
"Listen up Jim, this should be an easy one, but knowing how awful you performed before I'm not going to hold my breath on you getting it right."
You interject impatiently "Just hurry up and ask the question!"
Kim giggles. "Slow down there, little guy, why are you in such a hurry to become apart of my ass?" She wiggles her rear side by side to taunt you. You say nothing in response, perhaps just a little baffled that she could be this cruel to another human being, let alone a co-worker.
"Alright, question time! Who is your immediate superior? Remember, this is your final chance, one wrong word and you'll be best buddies with with my ass for a forever! Or should I say, "butties", hehe."
You gulp. Like she said, this is your last chance, once she bakes your face into her ass there will be no turning back. You'll no longer even be a visible tattoo, just a living person hidden under her ass flesh, knowledge of your existence being a satisfaction only Kim will have.
When you begin to think about your answer, you feel even more dread and terror, as you realize there's two possible answers when it comes to Kim.
The answer should be Melissa, as she's your boss.
...But then again, Kim is the one asking the question, what if she wants you to say she's your superior?
You have a hard time coming to a decision on what to say, you flinch out of surprise and fear when Kim's voice suddenly interrupts your thoughts.
"Come on Jim, take any longer and I'll just have to assume you don't know it! What is your final answer?"
Opening your mouth you say...
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