You nervously put your hand forward, “I’m Jim. Nice to meet you, Kim.” Kim grins and bends way down, giving you a great view of her cleavage, before using one finger to shake your hand. Then she pinched your hand with her thumb, stood up, and lifted you up above her cleavage, so she was still looking down on you. “Alright squirt, first rule of the day. Do whatever I say, or I’ll get you in trouble with Melissa. If I have to train you, I’m gonna at least have some fun. Speaking of fun, your first test is this: hold on.” You begin to ask what she meant, but before you could say a word she swung you around to her backside, and pulled her thong strap out. She pressed you face first against the thin strap of fabric, and let it snap back in place. You were pulled between Kim’s butt cheeks, and your back was quickly pushed against her anus. In your position, you were lying against Kim’s tight thong, with your arms and legs hanging out. Kim twisted around, squishing you as her butt cheeks shifted, and said over her shoulder, “It’s not a long walk Jim, this should be easy for you.” before strutting out Melissa’s office.
Every time Kim took a step, one ass cheek would tense up and become very firm, pushing you into the other, before the other butt cheek would press against you. You wondered why Kim had told you to hang on; her butt cheeks were holding you in place just fine. You could barely even move your limbs, they were caught between Kim’s two walls of flesh. After nearly fifteen minutes of walking (hardly “not a long walk” like Kim had said, you thought to yourself), Kim stopped and pulled you out of her butt-crack. You saw a medium sized wave pool next to a lap-pool, and a few huge slides going into a water-park area. Women were starting to arrive early in the morning, but the park was far from full yet. As she saw your flattened body, a look of worry came over her face. “Oh crap, I didn’t hurt you too much did I? Melissa will kill me if…” then she notices your arms and legs quickly returning to normal. Astonished, and happy, she smiles and says, “Awesome. So you’re invincible, or something? Good, that means this next task won’t be so hard.”
Annoyed that she had treated you so roughly, but knowing she was your only hope at staying employed here and that she may have just been having a bad day or something, you try to ask nicely, “And what task is that?” Kim smiles cutely, and points to a woman swimming laps, about ten feet away, and says, “That’s a friend of mine, Brittany. She swims laps here every morning, and usually likes a towel to dry off with. Bring this towel over to her lane.” Kim sets you on the ground, and dumps a folded towel next to you. It wasn’t huge, and you were strong for your size, so you think you can manage that. You grab a corner, and start trying to haul the towel over to the pool, past the sidewalk that a few girls are using.
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