She spotted another heavy bottomed beachgoer
Giantess/Shrinking & Farts
Chapter 18
While scanning the beach for the best way to mess with you she spotted her. Walking down the beach was an absolute amazon on a woman even at your normal height. She was 24 years old towering at 7 feet tall and had to be at least 400 pounds. Her bleach blonde hair was tied in a ponytail held in place by a red ribbon. Though she carried much of the weight in her massive stomach most of her fat had been distributed to her boobs and ass. She wore gaudy sunglasses and a red two-piece bikini which did little to stop her pale freckled flesh from spilling out. Isha was practically salivating from her mischievous thoughts, but she collected herself and fished you out of the crack of her bikini bottoms.
"Target acquired!"
With her left hand clenched around your body you had to way to escape from her clutches. Isha followed behind the mystery woman waiting for a chance to implement some kind of prank. Suddenly the woman spotted an unusual looking shell on the beach. "Oh what do we have here," she said bending over to retrieve it. That's when Isha saw an opportunity. She had to be precise and the time window wouldn't last long. Her hand dove into her bad fumbling around for what she needed. "Got it," she said retrieving a rubber hair band and placing you in it. She then pulled back on the rubber band taking aim at the woman's bent over backside. "I've only got one shot. Gotta make it count!" She released her hold on the rubber band which caused you to rocket through the air.
You were bombarded by the warm beach air as you soared through it. You'd realized what Isha was planning roughly the same time she'd thought of it, but you'd been incapable of escaping her grip. The woman's fat freckled ass poured out of her tiny red bikini. Even though you'd been through this plenty of times already you couldn't help but feel fresh dread as you rocketed towards her absolute monolith of an ass. You could already make out the sweat droplets in her crack as you were approaching. Her cheeks were dotted with a multitude of freckles.
You screamed as you plunged into this woman's colossal ass. Even from Isha's point of view she could tell it would bring you misery just by how it reacted upon impact. The moment your body flew into her ass Isha witnessed the pale flesh of her cheeks jiggling with the consistency of an amoeba. From your point of view it was much worse. You had been plunged into some kind of marshmallow hell. Her warm, soft ass was sweaty to the touch and was too doughy for you to attempt any kind of escape. There was so much fat in each of her ass cheeks that you were essentially flattened between two doughy beach balls.
The woman jumped at the sudden intrusion turning back to face Isha who was looking the other way and whistling a happy tune. "Excuse me miss did you see anything hit by butt," she asked with a deep southern drawl.
"I didn't see anything ma'am," Isha said looking back at her. "Must have been your imagination."
The woman shrugged it off and after retrieving the unusual shell she'd found earlier resumed her trek across the hot sands mushing you between her globes along the way. With each step one of her huge cheeks would flex and smoosh you against the other only for it to return the favor and repeat the cycle. You could only wonder where things would lead from here.
"Target acquired!"
With her left hand clenched around your body you had to way to escape from her clutches. Isha followed behind the mystery woman waiting for a chance to implement some kind of prank. Suddenly the woman spotted an unusual looking shell on the beach. "Oh what do we have here," she said bending over to retrieve it. That's when Isha saw an opportunity. She had to be precise and the time window wouldn't last long. Her hand dove into her bad fumbling around for what she needed. "Got it," she said retrieving a rubber hair band and placing you in it. She then pulled back on the rubber band taking aim at the woman's bent over backside. "I've only got one shot. Gotta make it count!" She released her hold on the rubber band which caused you to rocket through the air.
You were bombarded by the warm beach air as you soared through it. You'd realized what Isha was planning roughly the same time she'd thought of it, but you'd been incapable of escaping her grip. The woman's fat freckled ass poured out of her tiny red bikini. Even though you'd been through this plenty of times already you couldn't help but feel fresh dread as you rocketed towards her absolute monolith of an ass. You could already make out the sweat droplets in her crack as you were approaching. Her cheeks were dotted with a multitude of freckles.
You screamed as you plunged into this woman's colossal ass. Even from Isha's point of view she could tell it would bring you misery just by how it reacted upon impact. The moment your body flew into her ass Isha witnessed the pale flesh of her cheeks jiggling with the consistency of an amoeba. From your point of view it was much worse. You had been plunged into some kind of marshmallow hell. Her warm, soft ass was sweaty to the touch and was too doughy for you to attempt any kind of escape. There was so much fat in each of her ass cheeks that you were essentially flattened between two doughy beach balls.
The woman jumped at the sudden intrusion turning back to face Isha who was looking the other way and whistling a happy tune. "Excuse me miss did you see anything hit by butt," she asked with a deep southern drawl.
"I didn't see anything ma'am," Isha said looking back at her. "Must have been your imagination."
The woman shrugged it off and after retrieving the unusual shell she'd found earlier resumed her trek across the hot sands mushing you between her globes along the way. With each step one of her huge cheeks would flex and smoosh you against the other only for it to return the favor and repeat the cycle. You could only wonder where things would lead from here.
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May 12, 2023
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