This choice: You successfully make the jump and somehow start to help the guy • Go Back...Chapter #8Jumping Ship by: bobob1   The swimming giantess had slowed her speed considerably, but she was still powering through the water at a steady clip. As such, your newfound friend back on the shore had to keep the RC boat stable alongside the oblivious swimming woman, close enough for you to reach her but not so close as to actually smack into the woman and hurt her. Frankly, your partner in all of this was doing an amazing job, and you made a mental note to thank her upon your (hopeful) safe return.
Still, the situation at hand was what commanded most of your attention. The woman’s massive derriere was even more gigantic up-close, nearly the size of Quinn’s meteoric rear end. Each cheek was like a globe of tanned, jiggly flesh, the woman’s smooth and supple skin on full display thanks to her ludicrously immodest thong bottoms. Noting them, you realized they had shifted once more, pried a few inches back from the cavernous abyss of her crack.
Taking a final deep breath, and sending some prayers up to whatever deity of fate would listen to you, you leapt from the prow of the RC boat, kicking off with all of your might and flinging out your hands to grab onto the woman. Time seemed to slow to a crawl as you soared through the air towards the woman’s booty, though the distance was a scant few inches, and the actual time it took no more than two seconds.
Colliding with the woman’s squishy butt cheek almost ended your rescue attempt immediately. Your tiny body bounced off of her plump cheek, ricocheting backwards while rolling along her slick skin. You scrambled like mad, desperately digging your hands into her flesh for any support to stop your momentum. Thankfully, the woman was so well-developed that her doughy cheek was easy to grab, that you soon caught yourself and steadied your position on top of her right cheek.
She was still swimming though, so you couldn’t relax. Her quick speed caused jets of water to spray up into your eyes, and her overall speed threatened to send you flying off behind her if you relaxed your grip too much. This was to say nothing of the up and down motion of the waves rocking the woman like an unending rollercoaster. You felt a bit of nausea in your stomach, but you pushed onward, determined to not leave your fellow tiny trapped and alone.
Off to your side, you saw the RC boat peel away and drive back to shore, no doubt returning to its owner who knew you had jumped by now. All alone in your mission from this point on, you began army-crawling across the woman’s thick butt cheek, one fistful of doughy flesh at a time to pull you along. The wetness of her skin helped to slide you faster towards the giantesses’ awaiting butt crack, and in another minute, you were peering over the edge down into the dark canyon.
Unfortunately, there was no trace of the tiny you’d come to rescue, so that ruled out the possibility of this being a quick and easy rescue. Sighing, and wishing nothing terrible would come of this, you let yourself roll off the top of the woman’s right cheek, sliding down the inside of her ass cheek and plummeting inside of her crack.
As the space to move grew smaller and smaller inside of her ass, you were eventually able to brace yourself by pushing your legs into her squishy left cheek and hold your back up against her right cheek. It was significantly darker by now, about halfway into this woman’s ass crack, and you couldn’t immediately see any sign of the guy you’d come so far to rescue. Chances were, if he was really stuck, he’d be blending in quite well with the woman’s fairly neutral tan skin tone. Heaven help him if he’d already been pulled fully inside of her.
You cleared your throat. “Hey, are you in here? Anyone stuck here?” You called out to the darkness. A particularly rough wave hit the woman then, shaking her and jostling her jiggly butt thoroughly. You yelped and slid in another inch before managing to hold yourself in a bracing stance again.
A quiet voice answered you. “…yes. I’m in here.”
Your eyes widened in surprise and relief. “Oh, awesome! In that case, my name is Hunter, and I’m here to rescue you!” Another jostling shake almost toppled you again, but you held steady. “I can’t see you though. How stuck are you?”
The reply was still quiet. “…only my head is free. I’m so sorry.”
“Hey, hey! It’s not your fault. I’ll try to follow your voice.” You replied, suddenly realizing exactly how…young…the voice you were hearing was. “So, what’s your name? And how old are you, if I can ask that?”
The voice took a second to reply, delaying you in following them to their location. “My name is Brady…and I’m twelve.”
You winced. Only twelve? This kid was way too young to be smushed inside of a curvaceous woman’s rear end, smeared so flat only his head could reform. From the trembling in his voice, this was the first time something this drastic had happened to him, a fact you sympathized with but also were a little jealous of (for comparison, fate had it out for you ever since you were a little child).
“Okay, Brady. I’m coming. We’ll get through this, I promise you.” You kept talking while you followed Brady’s voice, inching your way a bit deeper into the woman’s monumentally sized ass. It grew darker, danker, and a bit smellier, but eventually you felt Brady’s squished body with your hands. You’d made it to him, and as you feared, he was well and truly glued in place.
Before you could get to work on freeing him, you felt the entire world around you shake and rumble. Jamming your hands and feet into the woman’s doughy cheeks, you cried out from the strain of holding yourself as the woman shifted and moved. You quickly realized that she was standing up, but for what reason, you didn’t know yet. All that mattered was keeping from sliding out of her ass and falling out into the ocean.
When everything stopped moving, the angle of the woman’s crack had, of course, moved from horizontal to vertical, but the circumstance remained the same. Shifting yourself to keep your balance, you began scratching and pulling at Brady’s mashed body, ever-so-slowly peeling him off of the woman’s skin. The whole time, you assured him all would work out, and he incessantly thanked you for saving him.
*****
Outside of the woman’s ass, in the light of the sun, the woman had stopped because she was finally taking notice of her unruly swimsuit and its tendency to require readjustment. She took care of her top first, pulling the stringy fabric of her barely-there bikini into place so as to fit snuggly around her titanic tits and cover her nipples. Though stopping her swim was a nuisance, the woman couldn’t help but smile at the light and heat of the sun. She loved the ocean so, so much.
As she was fixing her bikini, a second woman waded through the waves up to her, catching the first woman’s attention with a friendly wave.
“Hey there! My name is Debbie.” The second woman said, smiling brightly. “Couldn’t help but notice your speed and efficiency while swimming. It was perfect form.”
The woman who had you and Brady in her ass laughed appreciatively. “Thanks. Swimming is my passion, I guess.” She offered her hand to Debbie for a handshake. “My name is Lisa.”
“Well, Lisa.” Debbie shook her hand. “Care for a race? I consider myself a swimming pro too.”
Your giantess, named Lisa apparently, cocked an eyebrow. “That so? Heh. Might have to take you up on that offer. No holds barred, right?”
Debbie grinned. “Exactly. Fastest one out to that buoy…” Debbie pointed to the marker indicating the end of the safe swimming zone, far out to sea. “…and then back to shore wins. Loser buys ice-cream. That work for you, Lisa?”
Lisa’s confident smile grew, and she rolled her shoulders. “You’re on, Debbie. Let me just…” Lisa trailed off as she reached a hand behind her back, snagged her unruly thong, and let it snap back into place around her doughy ass, her flesh rippling from the impact. “…alright! All set, on your mark!”
*****
Back inside the dark confines of Lisa’s ass, you’d been hard at work on Brady, and had just managed to peel all of his body free when you saw the light of the sun (what few traces were visible) vanish completely as Lisa snapped her thong back into its rightful place. The rippling vibrations of her flesh a nanosecond later knocked you loose, and you slipped a few inches deeper into her butt crack before catching yourself.
“Hunter! Are you okay?” Brady exclaimed. “She just sealed us up in here!”
You grimaced. “I’m fine, Brady. And yeah, this is looking rough. Just hold in there, okay?”
Truthfully, you had absolutely no idea what to do now that your only exit had been so efficiently covered up. Maybe you and Brady working together could push the thong aside and escape, but with the woman’s constant moving, it’d be tricky. Not to mention, if she started swimming again, it would become a chaotic hell inside of her crack. You couldn’t begin to imagine keeping both yourself and Brady safe in that scenario.
Through the muffled mounds of butt flesh, you just barely heard a faint voice say “Ready? Get set. Go!”, and then your whole world was movement. Uh oh. Looks like you weren’t getting a choice.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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