This choice: Yes, Claire enters after Kim told her where you had gone. • Go Back...Chapter #5Another Visitor by: bobob1   Right when you were beginning to fear you would be trapped with Lisa for the rest of your life, the door to the locker room swung open. Lisa turned her head casually to see who it was, but freaked out when she saw Claire. Claire! She had come to rescue you.
"Uh...hi...Claire." Lisa stammered.
"Lisa." Claire said.
"Y...yeah?"
"Do you have Ben?" Lisa, realizing she had no way to escape with you now, peeled you off her breast and handed you to Claire.
"I was just telling him a...uh...funny story about Julia. That's it."
"Oh okay! Thanks!" Claire replied. You sighed. Claire was always so empty-minded sometimes. She didn't suspect a thing about Lisa. Anyways, Lisa frantically finished changing and rushed out of the locker room. You were glad Claire had come for you when she did. Who knows what Lisa would have done to you!
"Thanks for getting me Claire!" You thanked her upon reforming.
"Um...you're welcome? Anyways Ben, Mom called and said we need to head home." She gently set you down on one of the locker room benches. "I'll be right back with Sarah and Kim. Wait here!" She called, running out of the locker room. You laid down on the bench, tired after your Lisa escapade. You waited patiently for five minutes. Ten minutes. At fifteen, you began to feel sleepy. Didn't Claire say right back? Oh well. You let your eyes rest, and you drifted off to sleep.
*****
Tania, the mother of Victoria and Amanda, had had a fun day at the pool. But after nearly three hours of tanning, she was ready to head home. She just needed to sit for a few minutes in the locker room. Then she'd be ready to go. While walking to the locker room, she felt a wedgie. Her bikini bottom kept scrunching up in her butt, revealing nearly all of her huge ass. But she didn't care. She was too tired. She entered the locker room, and sat in the nearest empty seat. There was something tiny on the bench, but Tania hardly registered it. She sat down, ground her butt around on the seat a little, and relaxed.
*****
Claire, Sarah, and Kim entered the locker room laughing. They had gotten distracted, and it was now almost an hour after Claire originally told Ben she would be back. They got quiet upon seeing another woman in the locker room (none of them had met Tania before). The three girls changed into their normal clothes, and we're about to leave when Kim remembered you.
"Where's Ben?" She asked.
"That's right!" Claire said. "I left him in here." She looked around. "But I don't remember where though..." Sarah sighed, and the girls began to look everywhere for you. Everywhere, that is, except underneath Tania.
*****
You awoke with a start. Your eyes were open, but everything was pitch dark. Where were you? You couldn't move a single part of your body, and you felt flat and compressed. What had happened? Where were you?
*****
The three girls obviously could not find you. Finally, Claire decided to ask the woman if she had seen you.
"Excuse me ma'am?" Claire asked her. Tania looked up. "Have you seen any...tiny guys?"
"Tiny guys?" Tania laughed. "Nope."
"Oh." Claire decided to try one more thing. "Could you...stand up real quick?"
"Why?"
"Please? Just real quick?" Tania sighed, and began to stand up. As she slowly rose out of her seat, she could not longer stand her wedgie. She pulled out both ends of her bikini bottom and stretched them out, covering her ass...and you. Claire checked the woman's butt, and saw you were not there.
"Satisfied?" Tania complained.
"Y...yes." Claire sulked. Tania had decided she was ready to leave. She gathered up her bag, but dropped it. Swearing, she bent over to pick it up again. However, when she did this, her bikini rode up her ass once more, revealing you again! Do any of the girls see this before the woman stands back up and leaves?   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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