“How about we de-stress in the hot tub for a little bit?” You proposed. “That should be pretty relaxing, right?”
“Sure, that sounds fun.” Your sister nodded. Picking you up gently and letting you ride on her shoulder, Stacy grabbed a bikini from her suitcase and walked out of the room and down the hallway, following the signs towards the hot tub.
Your sister walked at a fast yet gentle pace, careful to move her shoulders as little as possible. It was the little things she did that often reminded you just how much of a guardian angel your sister was, and how incomprehensibly deep her love for you was. You made a mental note to do something really nice for her once the trip was over.
Reaching the hot tub, Stacy noted the separate locker rooms for guys and girls. Realizing you wouldn’t be able to open the door by yourself, she discreetly took you inside the female locker room, grateful that the room was apparently empty. On the other side of the locker room were eight different doors, each leading to a hot tub. Stacy pried open the first door and set you gently down on the ground.
“I’ll join you as soon as I change.” Stacy explained. “It’ll only be a few minutes. Go ahead and hop in.” She said, gesturing to the awaiting hot tub, which was quite large.
“Okay!” You shouted up to her. “Just remember to not turn the bubble jets on. I’ll get blown all over the place.”
Your giantess sister smiled warmly. “Of course.” Waving, she closed the door and disappeared from sight to go slip into her swimsuit. Turning towards the hot tub, you jogged across the wet tiled floor and leapt into the hot tub, which was the size of a pond to you. The water was quite hot, but comfortably so, and you began lazily paddling around, already enjoying your family vacation. It had been a great idea to come here!
***
Stacy began to pull off her shirt when she felt a powerful urge to pee. Blushing, Stacy mentally berated herself from not going earlier, and scurried off to the nearest toilet, closing the stall door and sitting down. She hoped her tiny brother wouldn’t fault her for taking a few extra minutes.
No sooner had Stacy closed the stall door and sat down then the door to the locker room swung open. A woman in her late twenties strolled in, humming a little tune to herself. She had changed into a swimsuit back in her hotel room (a cute but mildly revealing black and red patterned two-piece), and so she was ready and eager to jump in a hot tub straight away.
Preoccupied with going to the bathroom, Stacy didn’t even hear the girl toss her purse into a locker and cross the room to the hot tubs, deciding that door number one was as good a door as any. Throwing open the door, the woman smiled at the hot tub before her, her feet slapping against the wet tiles as she moved to get in.
***
Your head lazily lolled to the side upon hearing the door open, fully expecting to see your titanic sister clad in her bikini and sliding into the hot tub. You let out a startled cry, accidentally splashing water into your mouth, as you saw a complete stranger enter the room instead. Your mind spiraled into overdrive, overwhelmed by the sudden danger of your situation, and the extreme attractiveness of the voluptuous girl and her revealing bikini.
“Oh my.” The woman said, breaking your distracted train of thought. “It sure does feel good in here.” She had the slightest hint of a Southern accent in her voice, adding an adorable pitch to each word. You almost forget how potentially dangerous your predicament really was, what with being one inch tall and in close proximity with a towering woman who had no idea you even existed.
Of course, everything went downhill as the woman’s eyes locked onto the hot tub control panel. “Ah! There it is. Those little bubble jets just feel so good!” The woman giggled, bending down and turning the panel on. You didn’t even have a second to process what she had just done before the jets in the tub turned on, and your life became a whirlwind hell.
Instantly, the jets roared to life, and your tiny body was forcibly dunked underwater. The jets screamed with bubbles, throwing your tiny self around and around in endless circles. You thrashed and spiraled head-over-heels, unable to do a thing to stop the crazy ride you were now forced to endure. The jets stung your eyes, and you felt increasingly nauseated and exhausted.
Oblivious to what her simple action had done, the beautiful girl slipped into the hot tub, a light blush rising in her cheeks, and a euphoric sigh escaping her lips. By some miracle she didn’t immediately squash you under her ass upon sitting down, but you were far from out of the woods yet. The bubble jets continuously propelled your body around in circles, slapping you against the young woman’s thighs, breasts, and stomach, though she didn’t feel a thing. She didn’t have a clue in the world that she wasn’t bathing alone, and you knew it was only a matter of time before something awful happened.
It had been a terrible idea to come here.
***
Stacy flushed the toilet and opened the stall door, feeling relieved and more ready than ever to relax in the hot tub with her brother. Slipping into her bikini and tossing her clothes into a locker, she noticed an empty locker now had a purse in it. Fear welling within her, Stacy rushed over to the doors to the hot tubs, and nearly fainted upon seeing someone in hot tub number one, lazily relaxing without a clue in the world as to the miniature squishy guy trapped in the tub with her.
Panicking, Stacy reached for the door knob, desperate to rescue you and correct this situation as fast as possible.
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