Kim pulls off one of her flip flops and tapes you to the top of it. 'There. Now, spend the whole day on my flip flop and you should have enough pain tolerance!' she says.
'Wait, don't-' is all you can get out before she slides her foot back into her flip flop, crushing you. She stomps down a few times, flattening you into the rubber, and then leaves Melissa's office. As she walks she crushes you into her flip flop over and over, until you are almost part of the flip flop. Finally, after what feels like hours, she takes off her flip flop.
'Hey, Jim, I'm going to take a quick swim. Be back soon, so don't go anywhere!' she laughs down at your tiny, smushed form, and then dives into the pool.
You are really worried. What if Kim just keeps you like this? It had happenned to you before, and you did NOT want to have to go through that again. As you thought this, you suddenly became cast in shadow. You almost groaned as you thought Kim had returned early. However, you look up, and see it is a brown-haired, blue-eyed, caucasian lifeguard. She has slim hips, but thick thighs, an ass just as big as Kim's and boobs that looked bigger. Her curvy form was straining the red one-piece swimsut she was wearing, and she had a nae-tag that read "Juli" stuck to her left breast. She is looking at you strangely. 'What in the world?' she says, picking up the thong you are stuck to. You try calling out to her for help, but you are too badly crushed.
She pulls the tape sticking you to Kim's flip flop off, and then peels you off it. She holds you between her forefinger and thumb, and then squeals in surprise and drops you as yu begin to reinflate. She stops, thn kneels down, looming over you. You finish reinflating, and then stand up. 'Thanks for that! I was worried I was going to be stuck there all day!'
'Who are you? What are you?' Juli asks.
'I'm Jim! I was supposed to be your new partner today, but Melissa wanted Kim to train me, and she just taped me to her thong and gave me some piss-poor excuse for it being part of "pain tolerance" training.' you reply.
'Okay, but how are still alive? Shouldn't you be, y'know, squished then?' She lowers one hand, palm facing upwards, for you to climb onto. You keep talking as you hop on.
'Nah, no matter how flattenned I get, I always reform. I think it's lifes way of balancing me out for being born so tiny.' you say as she raises you to her face.
'Hey, if your my new partner, then why don't I train you?' she asks, smiling.
'Definitely!' you say. 'It can't be any worse than training with Kim!'
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