This choice: One of the twins decides to use you instead of their own towel. • Go Back...Chapter #4Ana's Replacement Towel by: Unknown Kat and Ana examined you closely, and both of their faces slowly spread into smiles. However, before Kat could even open her mouth, Ana spoke first.
“I want it!” She blurted out, surprising both Kat and Patty. Kat sighed, as she had clearly wanted to use you as well. Patty grinned ever so slightly, more than pleased that her plan had worked out perfectly. “It’s just way too soft and comfortable!”
Patty handed you to Ana, and your best friend grabbed you tightly, enjoying the feeling of your body between her fingers. You couldn’t believe that your own best friends hadn’t recognized you, but you supposed that Patty had hidden your identity rather well. Still, you didn’t want to be used by Ana at all, but there wasn’t much you could do about it.
Ana tossed her other towel aside, and then spread you out across the sand. When you were nice and even, she slowly lowered herself onto you with a smile. She sat on you, her butt coming to a rest right on your crotch. She leaned back, lying on you on her back. Her head slammed down onto your face as she leaned back.
In just a few short seconds, all of Ana’s weight was pressing down onto your body. Her body crushed you flat against the sand of the beach, most certainly keeping you from reforming. Her bikini covered ass painfully grinded against your flattened crotch, and her heavy head covered up your entire face, rubbing hair all over your eyes and mouth.
Ana sighed in contentment, and smiled widely. She rubbed her hands along her new towel as she sat there, feeling the smooth texture of the towel. For some reason, the towel was warmer than a normal towel, and it felt so good on her entire body. Patty was also smiling, watching her friend crush the living daylights out of you.
Ana laid on you for over an hour, before finally climbing to her feet. Her sandy feet trampled over you as she walked away to go swim in the ocean, leaving footprints and sand on your battered body. However, you knew that this was your chance to reform, now that she was gone. You started to focus on reforming, but before you could make any progress, Patty threw Kat and Ana’s beach bags on top of you.
The sudden extra weight pressed down on you, and prevented you from reforming. Your only chance had slipped away, all thanks to your devious sister’s cunning mind. Patty giggled cruelly, and then went back to sleep, continuing to work on her tan.
Three agonizing hours later, Ana once more entered your view. She picked up the beach bags and moved them to the side. She thanked Patty for saving her spot, and then she began to lie down on you, but this time stomach first. Helpless, you could do nothing but accept it.
Ana’s now soaking wet breasts slammed down onto your face, covering up your entire face with her expansive breast flesh. Water from her tits rolled off her bikini and soaked your body. The rest of her body covered you up, with her own crotch pressing down on yours. Ana sighed once more, and drifted off to sleep.
For two painful hours, Ana did nothing but sleep on you, using you as the simple towel she thought you were. Her overbearing weight continued to weigh down on you, leaving marks and indentions in your blue towel body. The water from her body ran off onto you, soaking you in various places. You began to cry, as all you had wanted was to enjoy a simple day at the beach.
Finally, Ana stirred, and you realized she was about to wake up. Ana shook herself awake, and then rose to her knees. She yawned, and stretched out her arms and legs. Then, she stood to her feet, and trampled over you once more, her bare feet stepping down right on her face. Her sweaty and sandy feet left big marks on your face, causing indentions.
Ana slipped on her flip-flops, and packed up her beach bag. She then lifted you into the air, and smacked you several times to shake the sand off of you. Her slapping caused several more marks to appear on your body, but the marks didn’t help you to look more like yourself. In fact, they made you look even more like a towel.
By this time, both Patty and Kat had had their fun with the beach, and were ready to go home. What happens to your battered, bruised, and beaten blue towel self?  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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