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Rated: 13+ · Interactive · Fantasy · #1927548

You're a human lifeguard on a beach for giant monsters. Can you survive? Fantasy Only.

This choice: To you and Lascivite leaving  •  Go Back...
Chapter #6

Road Trip! WOO!

    by: Unknown
An hour later, the beach closed and you had finished packing. You made sure to pack the essentials, like clothing and toothbrushes. You were just closing the suitcase when Lascivite entered the lifeguard station.

"You ready, Tiny?" She asked.

"I guess. Are you sure I don't have a choice?" You ask her.

"Nope." She replied before picking you and your suitcase up.

As you two left the station and headed for Lascivite's car, you saw Fran waiting there.

"Bye bye Stephen. Have fun at meeting." She said.

"OK." You reply, though you really did want to go.

"See ya Boss Lady." Lascivite said to Fran.

"Bye bye. Fran see you in few days."

Lascivite didn't respond as she got in her car. She set your suitcase in a cupholder and, to your confusion, stuffed you into her cleavage.

"Before you ask, you're in there because it's the safest place I can think of." Lascivite says.

You wanted to ask why she didn't put you in the cupholder, but decided against it for fear of her squashing you with her boobs. So you just shut your mouth as Lascivite started the car and drove off.

According to Lascivite, the meeting was in Fearfield. You didn't exactly know how far it was, your best guess being 4-7 hours. So you were in for a long ride. The first hour was quiet, neither you nor Lascivite talking. Then, after another 20 minutes, you spoke up.

"Can I ask you a question?" You ask.

"What?"

"How did you end up working at Gravefield?"

Lascivite sighed. "I wasn't well liked. Got held back in school. Got to college and things were no better. When I graduated college, my LOS kicked in. Made things worse. Couldn't get any jobs. So I moved to America. Found the beach. End of story."

You felt a bit bad. That must explain her being cold and defensive when her breasts come up.

"Got any other questions you want to ask?" She asked you.

You have the following choices:

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1. No, I'm good.

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2. Actually...

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