This choice: After only a short while, Mari's suit begins to fully snap apart. • Go Back...Chapter #4Filling in for both of you by: matthias   (Chapter originally written by Jusenkyo)
Mari was doing her level best not to worry but you were confident in her ability to lifeguard. This wasn't the problem however, after all she barely needed to move and you could just sit and enjoy her company even as she squirmed every so often from the tight uniform. It was a fine view for you honestly but you wished that Mari didn't have to be uncomfortable all day. This was a traitorous thought though as after maybe an hour Mari had to dive in after someone that had done a belly flop and it was climbing back into the seat that disaster struck. The too small suit had gotten tears on the shoulders and on the edges of her butt. She heard the ripping noise and you saw it happening. She slowly retreated and grabbed you radioing someone else to cover for her for a while. She power walked to the Locker rooms as soon as another lifeguard showed up, she managed to last all the way there before she took in a breath a bit too sharp. The whole thing finally ripped apart falling off her form and she pursed her lips.
"That's just, ugg." She sighed and lifted the broken suit frowning.
You were not complaining about your naked girlfriend but she was going to be fretting about her job. "Don't worry Mari, I'm sure there's a fix around here somewhere."
Mari blew out a held breath. "Well there is but... Well I guess I'll just tell you. The Oasis dress code only allows for two kinds of swimsuit, sorta." You nodded, it made sense since they would want to have the lifeguards not able to be spotted. "The first is the park provided and the second is uh Material Provided suits, Synthetic Tiny Materials that is, they don't let anything else." There was a pause as Mari continued on as she set you down to dress herself to get headed somewhere else. "If you're okay with it I'll see if the Quartermaster will make an exception for us." That was weird wording but you couldn't help but agree.
"Of course Mari, I don't want you to get in trouble." You agreed, you didn't know who the Quartermaster was but they were probably a rotating position or something that dealt with the uniforms. It was another short walk that way until you were inside another office but this time with lots of inflatables and other pool stuff. You were so distracted looking around you didn't hear the start of the conversation. "-Yeh Hanna said your suit got nabbed and you were probably gonna burst the loaner, jeeze what the heck. How did it break in all three spots, anyway." The other girl's eyes grazed over you. "He gonna be alright? Not gonna snitch on us?" She asked, you saw her name was Vivian from her lifeguard uniform, though you almost couldn't from the bulging of her massive bust.
You spoke up for yourself. "Of course not, Mari is my girlfriend I wouldn't get her in trouble at work." You protested and Vivian gave a nice smile.
"Alright Macho man, don't change your mind later." She said pinching you out of your girlfriends hand. "Give me a few minutes and I'll be totally done."
You were sort of taken by surprise as Mari didn't protest as this girl pulled you out into a long thin string and held the broken uniform in her other hand.
"Okay little guy..."
1. ... Let's get you into the Dye, I can stretch a whole custom in ten minutes maybe." You're being pulled out into a whole new uniform, though much skimpier
2. ... Sewing machine is ready for you, let's put you in the threading to get this thing enough stretch" You're being used to repair Violet's uniform as a stretchy string on the important bits.
3. Settle in, I've got the replacement uni right here, can't wait to mess with you today." Mari has used you as a bargaining chip with Vivian, you really should have been paying attention to that conversation.
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