Forgotten
Tiny Life Guard
chapter 13
by
copier
· original author:
superdude9
You began to worry that something was terribly wrong. Cindy may have been punishing you, but she would have freed you by now...right? She couldn't have forgotten you. Could she? Just then, you felt another layer of weight added ontop of you, and your vision got a little darker. Was Cindy putting on a shirt? Why? You remembered hearing Melissa's muffled voice but...oh no! The park must be closing, and Cindy must be heading for home! Juli must have forgotten your predicament, and was going to her own house. You had to get free!
Your assumption was completely correct. Cindy was in fact putting on a shirt and shorts, deciding to keep her swimsuit on for now, and was preparing to head home. Juli in fact had forgotten all about you. And you had also slipped Cindy's mind as well, unfortunately for you. Cindy grabbed her bag, and began walking to her car.
Your efforts to free yourself were less than successful. You were crushed completely flat, and had no space to move or reform, even if you wanted to. Your best bet was to wait until Cindy took off her bikini, then you could try to escape. Your thoughts were jostled as you were thrown around by the continuing of Cindy's breasts bouncing as she walked. You couldn't think straight as the constant motion dizzied you to the point of throwing up. Too bad you couldn't throw up while you were flat. Cindy walked out of the park and through the parking lot until she reached her car. She got in, and drove to her house.
You couldn't believe she had forgotten about her "prisoner." She had, after all, been the one who started this whole escapade. You hoped that if you could just tell her somehow that this was all just a misunderstanding, that you weren't trying to be rude, that she would help you. But you didn't see how this was possible. You pondered what to do the entire car ride to her house, only being interrupted every so often by a pothole, which would send you flying up and down with her jiggly boobs.
After about a twenty minute drive, Cindy reached her house. She climbed out of her car and walked inside. Once inside, she threw off her shirt and shorts, but kept her bikini on for the moment. She flopped down on her stomach on the couch, and turned on a movie.
You had hoped she would strip right after getting home, but she didn't. You had thought all women did this. Your older sister always stripped as soon as she got of work, which had caused a few problems when you were younger. But Cindy didn't see to be like your sister. She also appeared to be watching a move, as you could hear muffled voices and music. You began to try to free yourself once more, but you made almost no progress. Cindy's bikini top was too tight, and was nearly skintight around her breasts.
Suddenly, you felt a sharp object begin to poke your back. The object got harder and harder, and quickly began to jab you harshly. You couldn't move to see what it was, but when you felt your body rise up and twist, you knew what it was. It was Cindy's nipple, quickly hardening because of some unseen stimulation. She must have been watching some chick flick. This new event cause unforeseen problems though. Cindy's hardened nipple pushed you up and rammed you against the rough, hard surface of her bikini top, pressing your flattened form between two rock solid objects. You were being crushed beyond standard flatness. It was pain you hand t felt in a long time.
"My god!" Cindy suddenly exclaimed, panting. "This movie always gets me so aroused! Time to let the boys loose, I guess, and have some fun!" Cindy began to unstrap her bikini. She pulled out the string, and her bikini shot away from her body like a rocket. Her now free breasts expanding out, jiggling and wobbling as her flesh rippled and her breasts swayed back and forth. You felt the pressure of her nipple go away. You thought it was because her nipple had softened again, but you gasped when you saw you were now...
Your assumption was completely correct. Cindy was in fact putting on a shirt and shorts, deciding to keep her swimsuit on for now, and was preparing to head home. Juli in fact had forgotten all about you. And you had also slipped Cindy's mind as well, unfortunately for you. Cindy grabbed her bag, and began walking to her car.
Your efforts to free yourself were less than successful. You were crushed completely flat, and had no space to move or reform, even if you wanted to. Your best bet was to wait until Cindy took off her bikini, then you could try to escape. Your thoughts were jostled as you were thrown around by the continuing of Cindy's breasts bouncing as she walked. You couldn't think straight as the constant motion dizzied you to the point of throwing up. Too bad you couldn't throw up while you were flat. Cindy walked out of the park and through the parking lot until she reached her car. She got in, and drove to her house.
You couldn't believe she had forgotten about her "prisoner." She had, after all, been the one who started this whole escapade. You hoped that if you could just tell her somehow that this was all just a misunderstanding, that you weren't trying to be rude, that she would help you. But you didn't see how this was possible. You pondered what to do the entire car ride to her house, only being interrupted every so often by a pothole, which would send you flying up and down with her jiggly boobs.
After about a twenty minute drive, Cindy reached her house. She climbed out of her car and walked inside. Once inside, she threw off her shirt and shorts, but kept her bikini on for the moment. She flopped down on her stomach on the couch, and turned on a movie.
You had hoped she would strip right after getting home, but she didn't. You had thought all women did this. Your older sister always stripped as soon as she got of work, which had caused a few problems when you were younger. But Cindy didn't see to be like your sister. She also appeared to be watching a move, as you could hear muffled voices and music. You began to try to free yourself once more, but you made almost no progress. Cindy's bikini top was too tight, and was nearly skintight around her breasts.
Suddenly, you felt a sharp object begin to poke your back. The object got harder and harder, and quickly began to jab you harshly. You couldn't move to see what it was, but when you felt your body rise up and twist, you knew what it was. It was Cindy's nipple, quickly hardening because of some unseen stimulation. She must have been watching some chick flick. This new event cause unforeseen problems though. Cindy's hardened nipple pushed you up and rammed you against the rough, hard surface of her bikini top, pressing your flattened form between two rock solid objects. You were being crushed beyond standard flatness. It was pain you hand t felt in a long time.
"My god!" Cindy suddenly exclaimed, panting. "This movie always gets me so aroused! Time to let the boys loose, I guess, and have some fun!" Cindy began to unstrap her bikini. She pulled out the string, and her bikini shot away from her body like a rocket. Her now free breasts expanding out, jiggling and wobbling as her flesh rippled and her breasts swayed back and forth. You felt the pressure of her nipple go away. You thought it was because her nipple had softened again, but you gasped when you saw you were now...
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