More time in the pool
Tiny Fitness Coach
chapter 25
by
CrankoWanko
Even though Liz had stopped bouncing up and down, her breasts were still very much in motion. They jiggled back and forth, and rolled to either side long after she had come to a stop. This gave Liz plenty of time to gleefully watch as your body sunk further and further into her cleavage from every movement, despite your distressed attempts to prevent that from happening. Because Liz had chosen to wear a sling bikini, and the fabric was off to the front of Liz's breasts, you had nothing to grab on to, and the stretching bikini was doing a great job of making each breast press against you from either side, as if Liz's immense chest couldn't do that on its own. Liz's gigantic breasts were still swaying left and right as you found yourself wedged almost completely between each of them, with only the ends of your arms and legs sticking out at awkward angles. Liz remarked, "You know, Mr Trainer, I seem to recall you mentioning something earlier about... hmm, what was it?" You could practically feel the smugness in every word as Liz pretended to pause and think, crossing her arms (and once again jostling her enormous bosom) as she did so. "Ooooh, that's right, being professional at the gym. And now whooooo is stuck between my big gorgeous tits, after swimming into my cleavage?" Liz spoke slowly and sarcastically, knowing full well you had no way to respond to her taunts as long as each of her giant breasts was practically sandwiching you between them. "My little gym buddy, that's whooo!" Liz practically sang, giving her breasts another small squeeze as she did so, just so she could feel you being squished between them again for her own amusement.
Angry at Liz's ridiculing, you tried climbing your way out from between this giant snob's cleavage with renewed vigor. At your size, and because of the enormousness of Liz's breasts, it was incredibly difficult though. Most of your movements did little more than cause Liz's flesh to shake back and forth a little bit. From above, it probably looked more like you were giving Liz a massage, rather than trying to pry your way out from between two mountains of flesh. It didn't help that Liz was wet from the pool, making everything even more slippery for you. Liz giggled, thinking your kicking and flailing almost made you look like a tiny cartoon character, stuck between two immovable objects. You had to concentrate to try and keep from getting excited, as you climbed your way through Liz's cleavage; you knew that if Liz ever saw you visibly aroused, it would only entice her to be even more unbearable with her teasing. It wasn't easy, though. Liz's breasts were so smooth and bouncy, it was difficult to keep focused, with this girl's gigantic breasts constantly pressing against your body from both sides.
After spending far too long pushing your way to the edge of Liz's thick, tight cleavage, and without receiving a single iota of help from the giant girl, you managed to free yourself from Liz, and fell to the water below. You coughed and spluttered at the surface, finally able to breathe easily for the first time, as Liz played innocent, "There you are, little guy! I was wondering what was taking so long." You tried to throw her a menacing glare, but it was difficult to act intimidating to the girl who you had to crane your neck up past two breasts the size of cruise-ships just to look in the face. You swam to the edge of the pool, hoping to get out where it might be safer, before you realized you didn't really have any way of climbing the straight vertical tiling on your own.
You sighed, swallowing your pride and swearing under your breath, as you turned around, still treading water, and looked up at Liz, who was still smiling vainly. "Liz... would you, uh..."
Liz took a step forward, causing huge (to you) waves to appear in the pool as her smooth stomach pushed through the water, "Would I whaaaaat, little guy?" Liz sneered, savoring every moment that you had to suck up to her. Liz stopped once her breasts were nearly overhead, once again blocking your view of her face just slightly. It seemed like she enjoyed keeping them there, as if reminding you who was bigger.
You gulped, trying to ignore the two wobbling breasts nearly eclipsing your view, and said as politely as you could, "Would you please help me get out of the pool? I can't climb that far."
Liz leaned down slightly until each breast had just dipped into the water a bit, and said with a smirk, thinking herself clever, "Then why'd you, like, jump in the water in the first place, huh?"
You grit your teeth and tried your best to say, in a polite tone, "I didn't. You dragged me in when you dropped your... breasts on me. Remember?"
Liz looked annoyed for a second, as if mad that you had corrected her, before she smiled widely, "Oh, hahaha! That's right, I did! Silly me. Well, if you really want, I can give you a ride back out of the pool too. Here, climb on!" You sighed with relief, happy that Liz finally quit joking around and agreed to help you. That's when you noticed that Liz had lowered her left breast down into the water, until her nipple was pointing right at you through the ringlet holding her bikini together. You stared for a few seconds at the firm, pink nipple in front of you as it swayed lazily in the water. You couldn't help but notice that Liz's breast was practically overflowing the thin strips of cloth and the metal ringlet making up her bikini. The slings were so tight that tons (literally tons, compared to you) of boob were bulging past the taut clothing. As you felt your gym-shorts tightening, you tried to peel your gaze away. You looked up at Liz, wondering why she hadn't picked you up yet with her hand. Liz looked back at you coyly, "Well? Aren't you going to grab on?"
You really wanted Liz to show you just a modicum of respect or decency, but you also didn't want to chance her feeling the stiffy you were currently sporting under the water. You knew Liz was the kind of girl who would be not only vain enough to take it as a compliment, but also selfish enough to torment you for it, especially after you had been trying to act like a responsible gym coach all day. You shouted, "Liz! Can't you just pick me up with your hands!?"
Liz shrugged, causing her breasts to swing back and forth as well as another wave of water to push you around slightly, battering you against the tile wall, "Nah, I think THIS is more fun! Plus, like, it's kind fitting, right? My boobies pulled you into the pool, and now they'll lift you out! Haha, my tits are big enough to be elevators for you!" Liz laughed at her own joke, before she waggled her breasts in your face, "Come on, I'm not gonna wait forever, and carrying these things around is already work enough." You sighed, knowing you had no other choice, and swam towards Liz. Either the cool water or something else had Liz excited, making her nipples firm enough to grab, even though they were each even bigger than your torso. Liz giggled as you reached out and tried to hang on to the ringlets of her swimsuit, but weren't able to find a good grip since her flesh was squashed against them so tightly. Liz explained innocently, "Looks like you'll have to grab on to something else, Mr Trainer!" You caught Liz smiling down at you, enjoying her time taunting you. Liz giggled as you wrapped your arms over one of her enormous nipples, since all she could feel was a delightful tickling sensation. You tried to angle your body to keep your erection from pushing against Liz's bare flesh, but it was awkward for you since you had to hang on tightly as well. Either way, Liz didn't seem to notice anything yet.
"Alright, going up!" Liz said, before standing up straight. There was a sudden pulling sensation as Liz straightened her back, and each of her breasts began wobbling from the movement. Even at her full height, her breasts didn't actually come higher than the pool edge. You tried to ignore the fact that your head was currently directly adjacent to Liz' warm nipple, and the fact that your face was pressed against the nipple opening just slightly from your positioning. You felt your cock twitch in response, and tried to think of something else. You tried to think about how Liz, despite being as gorgeous and well endowed as Mira, was just as stupid and without the amazing personality. Oh well, at least you'd be on dry ground soon, and able to get the rest of this horrible day started...
Having stood up, Liz sighed dramatically, ignoring you as you bounced against her breast from her ascension, and pretended to be tired, "Whew! All that exercise has made me tired... can we take a break for just a minute, Mr Trainer? I'm, like, totally beat!" Liz took a step forward, her gargantuan breasts very nearly brushing against the tiled sides of the pool, and rested her palms against the pool deck.
You, now cast into shadow in the canyon between Liz's breast and the pool wall, looked up to see if Liz was joking or not. However, you were unable to see past Liz's nipple OR the rest of her enormous breast, so you just shouted, "NO! LET ME DOWN FIRST!"
Liz ignored your pleas and scoffed, "Ugh, don't worry, tiny! It will take, like, a second!" Then, satisfied she had won the argument, Liz leaned forward. The gigantic breast in front of you immediately squashed against the hard tiles at your back, and flattened out, squeezing you between each surface. You had just begun to scream, "LIZ WAAAAAAAIT!" but Liz's nipple came forwards and pressed against your face, cutting you off halfway through as your head was driven against this spoiled girl's hard nipple. Liz rolled her eyes sarcastically as she heard your angry shouts suddenly become silenced, and commented (making sure to be just loud enough for you to hear), "Such a slave driver..."
Does Liz notice your erection, and begin gloating about it?
Or does she not feel anything, and decide to start teasing you even more blatantly?
Angry at Liz's ridiculing, you tried climbing your way out from between this giant snob's cleavage with renewed vigor. At your size, and because of the enormousness of Liz's breasts, it was incredibly difficult though. Most of your movements did little more than cause Liz's flesh to shake back and forth a little bit. From above, it probably looked more like you were giving Liz a massage, rather than trying to pry your way out from between two mountains of flesh. It didn't help that Liz was wet from the pool, making everything even more slippery for you. Liz giggled, thinking your kicking and flailing almost made you look like a tiny cartoon character, stuck between two immovable objects. You had to concentrate to try and keep from getting excited, as you climbed your way through Liz's cleavage; you knew that if Liz ever saw you visibly aroused, it would only entice her to be even more unbearable with her teasing. It wasn't easy, though. Liz's breasts were so smooth and bouncy, it was difficult to keep focused, with this girl's gigantic breasts constantly pressing against your body from both sides.
After spending far too long pushing your way to the edge of Liz's thick, tight cleavage, and without receiving a single iota of help from the giant girl, you managed to free yourself from Liz, and fell to the water below. You coughed and spluttered at the surface, finally able to breathe easily for the first time, as Liz played innocent, "There you are, little guy! I was wondering what was taking so long." You tried to throw her a menacing glare, but it was difficult to act intimidating to the girl who you had to crane your neck up past two breasts the size of cruise-ships just to look in the face. You swam to the edge of the pool, hoping to get out where it might be safer, before you realized you didn't really have any way of climbing the straight vertical tiling on your own.
You sighed, swallowing your pride and swearing under your breath, as you turned around, still treading water, and looked up at Liz, who was still smiling vainly. "Liz... would you, uh..."
Liz took a step forward, causing huge (to you) waves to appear in the pool as her smooth stomach pushed through the water, "Would I whaaaaat, little guy?" Liz sneered, savoring every moment that you had to suck up to her. Liz stopped once her breasts were nearly overhead, once again blocking your view of her face just slightly. It seemed like she enjoyed keeping them there, as if reminding you who was bigger.
You gulped, trying to ignore the two wobbling breasts nearly eclipsing your view, and said as politely as you could, "Would you please help me get out of the pool? I can't climb that far."
Liz leaned down slightly until each breast had just dipped into the water a bit, and said with a smirk, thinking herself clever, "Then why'd you, like, jump in the water in the first place, huh?"
You grit your teeth and tried your best to say, in a polite tone, "I didn't. You dragged me in when you dropped your... breasts on me. Remember?"
Liz looked annoyed for a second, as if mad that you had corrected her, before she smiled widely, "Oh, hahaha! That's right, I did! Silly me. Well, if you really want, I can give you a ride back out of the pool too. Here, climb on!" You sighed with relief, happy that Liz finally quit joking around and agreed to help you. That's when you noticed that Liz had lowered her left breast down into the water, until her nipple was pointing right at you through the ringlet holding her bikini together. You stared for a few seconds at the firm, pink nipple in front of you as it swayed lazily in the water. You couldn't help but notice that Liz's breast was practically overflowing the thin strips of cloth and the metal ringlet making up her bikini. The slings were so tight that tons (literally tons, compared to you) of boob were bulging past the taut clothing. As you felt your gym-shorts tightening, you tried to peel your gaze away. You looked up at Liz, wondering why she hadn't picked you up yet with her hand. Liz looked back at you coyly, "Well? Aren't you going to grab on?"
You really wanted Liz to show you just a modicum of respect or decency, but you also didn't want to chance her feeling the stiffy you were currently sporting under the water. You knew Liz was the kind of girl who would be not only vain enough to take it as a compliment, but also selfish enough to torment you for it, especially after you had been trying to act like a responsible gym coach all day. You shouted, "Liz! Can't you just pick me up with your hands!?"
Liz shrugged, causing her breasts to swing back and forth as well as another wave of water to push you around slightly, battering you against the tile wall, "Nah, I think THIS is more fun! Plus, like, it's kind fitting, right? My boobies pulled you into the pool, and now they'll lift you out! Haha, my tits are big enough to be elevators for you!" Liz laughed at her own joke, before she waggled her breasts in your face, "Come on, I'm not gonna wait forever, and carrying these things around is already work enough." You sighed, knowing you had no other choice, and swam towards Liz. Either the cool water or something else had Liz excited, making her nipples firm enough to grab, even though they were each even bigger than your torso. Liz giggled as you reached out and tried to hang on to the ringlets of her swimsuit, but weren't able to find a good grip since her flesh was squashed against them so tightly. Liz explained innocently, "Looks like you'll have to grab on to something else, Mr Trainer!" You caught Liz smiling down at you, enjoying her time taunting you. Liz giggled as you wrapped your arms over one of her enormous nipples, since all she could feel was a delightful tickling sensation. You tried to angle your body to keep your erection from pushing against Liz's bare flesh, but it was awkward for you since you had to hang on tightly as well. Either way, Liz didn't seem to notice anything yet.
"Alright, going up!" Liz said, before standing up straight. There was a sudden pulling sensation as Liz straightened her back, and each of her breasts began wobbling from the movement. Even at her full height, her breasts didn't actually come higher than the pool edge. You tried to ignore the fact that your head was currently directly adjacent to Liz' warm nipple, and the fact that your face was pressed against the nipple opening just slightly from your positioning. You felt your cock twitch in response, and tried to think of something else. You tried to think about how Liz, despite being as gorgeous and well endowed as Mira, was just as stupid and without the amazing personality. Oh well, at least you'd be on dry ground soon, and able to get the rest of this horrible day started...
Having stood up, Liz sighed dramatically, ignoring you as you bounced against her breast from her ascension, and pretended to be tired, "Whew! All that exercise has made me tired... can we take a break for just a minute, Mr Trainer? I'm, like, totally beat!" Liz took a step forward, her gargantuan breasts very nearly brushing against the tiled sides of the pool, and rested her palms against the pool deck.
You, now cast into shadow in the canyon between Liz's breast and the pool wall, looked up to see if Liz was joking or not. However, you were unable to see past Liz's nipple OR the rest of her enormous breast, so you just shouted, "NO! LET ME DOWN FIRST!"
Liz ignored your pleas and scoffed, "Ugh, don't worry, tiny! It will take, like, a second!" Then, satisfied she had won the argument, Liz leaned forward. The gigantic breast in front of you immediately squashed against the hard tiles at your back, and flattened out, squeezing you between each surface. You had just begun to scream, "LIZ WAAAAAAAIT!" but Liz's nipple came forwards and pressed against your face, cutting you off halfway through as your head was driven against this spoiled girl's hard nipple. Liz rolled her eyes sarcastically as she heard your angry shouts suddenly become silenced, and commented (making sure to be just loud enough for you to hear), "Such a slave driver..."
Does Liz notice your erection, and begin gloating about it?
Or does she not feel anything, and decide to start teasing you even more blatantly?
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