Stacy threw open the door to the first hot tub room, startling one of the two occupants of the aforementioned room. The other occupant was too busy hurtling around in circles, gagging from the constant water pressure and force to be startled. Said occupant was also now stark naked, his tiny shorts having been ripped clean off.
“W-well hello there!” The woman quickly recovered, flashing a brilliant smile. “Can I help you, little miss?”
Stacy swallowed nervously. Why did every girl her brother got caught in an embarrassing situation with have to be so cute? “Um…hello. If you don’t mind, I had actually planned on…uh…using this hot tub, and…”
“Oh shucks! I don’t mind at all, darling!” The girl waved her hand and beckoned Stacy over. “The more the merrier, I always say!”
“Uh…yeah.” Stacy closed the door behind her and approached the hot tub. Biting her lip and forcing down any horrible thoughts, she lowered herself into the scalding but relaxing water, praying she didn’t cause any harm to her beloved older brother.
By a stroke of luck, Stacy also managed to avoid squashing you beneath her massive rear end as she delicately settled into the hot tub, though you did smack against her thigh briefly before continuing you never-ending spiral of torment around and around and around in circles. Beneath the foamy bubbles, Stacy didn’t have a clue how close to her that you were.
The other girl leaned forward, her eyes gleaming. “Care for a chat? I’d like to get to know ya, if that’s alright.”
Stacy looked at her, her eyes flicking between the girl’s attractive face and truly massive breasts, which looked about ready to push right out of her tight bikini top. “Um…I’m Stacy. I came here with my family for a vacation.”
“Oh, I reckon that’s a lot of fun!” The girl laughed. “My name is Callie, and I’m here by my lonesome. Just needed a break from life, I suppose. Gal’s entitled to treat herself every so often, right?”
“Heh…yeah.” Stacy faked a quick smile and tore her gaze from Callie’s hefty chest, desperately scanning the water for her brother. Her eyes widened as she, just for a split second, spotted your tiny tan body twisting and twirling in circles. She whipped her hand out to grab you, halting your momentum in the swirling vortex of the hot tub.
Callie moved around the tub, bringing herself closer to Stacy. At the same time, Stacy had dragged your flat, fluttery body over to her side, so preoccupied that she didn’t even notice Callie’s movement until it was too late. The curvaceous southern belle sidled in beside Stacy, her meaty thighs slamming against Stacy’s own.
Your sister winced as she saw your miniscule form crushed between her own thigh and Callie’s, disappearing from view between two mountains of soft flesh. She looked up to find Callie smiling at her innocently, holding up her wrist. Wrapped around her wrist was a small, rainbow-colored bracelet.
“Isn’t this bracelet adorable?” Callie gushed. “I found it for cheap at a local store, and I do declare it’s to die for!”
Stacy stifled a blush, feeling the overbearing girl’s warm flesh pressing against her own, struggling to remind her brain that her own brother was suffering far more than she was. “That’s…um…that’s great Ca-Callie…”
Callie recoiled. “Oh darn! I’m being too forward, ain’t I?” She retreated back to her side of the hot tub, blushing. “Mama always said I came on too strong with strangers. Too much in their personal space, I reckon.” Callie sighed. “Can’t help it when their so cute.”
Stacy’s heart skipped a beat upon hearing Callie so casually call her cute. Her heart skipped another beat when she noticed the blurry form of her brother, flattened and spread out against Callie’s thigh like a little tattoo. She fidgeted nervously, wondering how the hell she would work up the courage to rescue you now.
Callie caught the look in her eye and frowned. “Gee…almost looks like you’re trying to find something…ain’t ya?”
Stacy sighed, and bit the bullet. “Y-yes. It’s my…brother. He was born with a condition…a rare disease. He’s…very sm-small and sq-squishy. He’s lost in this hot tub.”
“Oh no!” Callie put a hand over her heart, squishing her massive breasts slightly in the motion. Stacy choked on her breath. “I’ll help ya find him, Stacy! Tell me what he looks like!” Callie was an extremely friendly and trusting girl, who immediately believed Stacy’s admittedly farfetched story. Most people simply laughed and walked away when Stacy tried to explain your condition to them.
“Actually he’s right…” Stacy began, only to cry out when your body was torn away from Callie’s thigh and sucked away again. You had been unable to stop yourself from reforming, and once you were no longer flat, the water pressure easily tore you away from the relative safety of Callie’s smooth skin.
Stacy lunged forward to grab you, missing by an inch and instead firmly grabbing Callie’s thigh. The southern girl let out a cute yelp and Stacy quickly backpedaled, unknowingly crushing you under her foot. You were dragged along the hard-tiled floor of the hot tub, before slowly unsticking from your sister’s heel and floating back to the surface.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean t-to!” Stacy cried, blushing beet red. As she tried to explain herself, she saw your flattened body rise to the surface once more. Catching her breath, she could only watch as Callie moved through the water, the deep canyon of her cleavage sucking you right in as she moved over to Stacy. The gorgeous girl didn’t even notice or feel a thing.
Callie put a hand on Stacy’s shoulder, her breasts squeezing slightly tighter together, constricting around you in a vice-like grip. Her boobs were astronomically huge, and her tight top kept a thorough grip on you. Soft and overwhelming flesh surrounded you on all sides, but you could just barely make out an escape route through the bottom of her top…if you could move a single muscle, at least.
“It’s alright Stacy. It was an honest to goodness accident. I know ya didn’t mean nothing by it.” Callie’s eyes seemed to flicker playfully, almost suggesting she wished Stacy HAD meant something by it. Your sister tried to stutter out a response, causing Callie to giggle and retreat. She reclined into the water, her cleavage filling up with water once more.
Free to move, ever so slightly, you swam out from underneath Callie’s breasts, not even minding that the swirling bubble jets picked you up and flung you around once again. Spending more time between that girl’s boobs was the last thing you wanted, especially if she got up and left with you still trapped. You didn’t want to be separated from your family at all during this vacation.
Stacy caught her breath and reexamined the hot tub, spotting her tiny brother once more. Gulping down her fear and rising desires, she resumed trying to rescue you, praying Callie wouldn’t keep making everything worse.
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