Unlike the previous slide that Ashley and Jenna had conquered, which had been an enclosed, twisty-turny spiral of sorts, this particular slide was an open-air experience, consisting of a sloping hill that crested twice before plunging down into the water. The idea behind the slide was one-hundred percent speed. For that reason, most thrill-seekers suggested that going down face-first was the best way to pick up crazy speed and have the biggest splashdown.
With an excited grin, Ashley stepped up onto the slide, holding onto the handrail for balance. Bending at the knees, she lowered herself into a kneeling position, and then extended her legs out behind herself until she was mostly lying prone. Finally, she let her heavy breasts crash onto the smooth plastic slide.
With the one eye capable of staring out from the underside of Ashley's left breast, you saw all of this impending tragedy unfolding in slow-motion. You sent a Hail Mary storm of cries and pleas to Ashley, willing your mental strength to manifest in the redhead's air-filled head. Sadly, you hadn't suddenly developed telepathy, and even if you had, Ashley and her single brain cell still would've found some way to screw up and misinterpret your situation. If there was anything Ashley exceled at, it was making things worse before she made them better.
As such, you could only wince in anticipation as Ashley laid out on the slide, her breasts crashing into the plastic and jostling wildly from the impact. The girl's hot flesh rippled along your back as you shook and quaked along with her tits, but you were still squished flat tight enough to her skin to not peel free. If she'd waited just another ten or fifteen minutes before going down this slide, you might've been able to reform, since you were thankfully crushed at a position under Ashley's breast closer to the middle of the gargantuan meaty globe, and not tucked up near the part of her breast closest to her ribcage. In that crushing darkness, your escape would've been hopeless.
This situation wasn't much better, though, especially as Ashley (apparently uncomfortable with her initial position) shifted her watermelon-sized knockers forward, so that more of her boobs were lying on the slide instead of being tucked up under her body. Presumably, her intention was to make her body flatter, sleeker, and more aerodynamic.
In practice, what actually happened was that Ashley proceeded to grind your face against the wet plastic slide, smearing you harshly into her hot flesh. You silently groaned in pain as the redhead settled into a more comfy racing position, your inch-long body stretching out into a three-inch long comically stuck figure. To anyone who saw you, you'd look like a childish sticker, or one of those temporary tattoos. Though a simple movement for Ashley, it piled even more of her heavy weight atop you, suffocating you under her breast.
But it was about to get a hundred times worse.
At the lifeguard's signal, Ashley let out a cry of glee and kicked off the backboard of the slide with her feet, launching her from the top of the slide. Instantly, the steep slope and rushing water surged around her body, propelling her down to the pool at mach speed. Ashley's smile was wide and carefree, her laughter drowned out by the sheer noise of the rushing water. She crested the two small humps, her body gaining airtime by momentarily hefting up from the slide before slapping against it once more, until finally the crystal clear pool landing zone beckoned.
All told, the ride was only barely ten seconds long. And yet, impossibly, those ten seconds were the longest of your life.
From the moment gravity took Ashley's body, your existence became suffering. The weight and pressure atop your tiny body doubled from the force of gravity and the sheer speed with which Ashley descended the slide. Then, combined with the unyielding plastic slide grinding into your face, your malleable body was reduced to mushy paste between the mountain-sized left breast glued to you, and the slide itself. It was like two immovable objects rubbing together at blistering speed, only one of the objects was a squishy but shockingly heavy breast, and the two objects had a helpless tiny man trapped between them.
Worse still, Ashley's bikini top almost immediately pulled up, revealing your whole body to the torment of the plastic slide grinding and smearing into you. That top had originally been pinning you in place, hiding half your body and keeping you from reforming, so you theoretically should've been happy it had been shifted out of place. But, because of that, your whole self suffered the effects of the slide, whereas the slick fabric might've actually shielded you otherwise.
Those ten seconds felt like an eternal nightmare that would never end, made even worse by Ashley's body gaining airtime on the two cresting humps. Though she rose and slammed back down in the blink of an eye, it was that slamming that sent ripples of intense agony through your body, as the weight of a thousand elephants slammed upon you twice over, to say nothing of how Ashley's supple boobs rippled and jostled relentlessly afterwards as well, further pounding you into the slide. The water, too, seemed to be speeding up your crushing, making Ashley's skin slicker and less soft.
With a shout of triumph, Ashley shot out from the edge of the slide and crashed down into the pool feet-first, causing a massive eruption of water. Of course, her landing was essentially the final bit of salt in the wound for you, as her breasts clapped loudly against the water as she broke the surface tension. Gentle on her smooth skin, the water hitting you was more akin to smacking your face into concrete from a hundred-foot drop, and you let out a mute groan of pain. Your mind was delirious with discomfort, and you would've thrown up had you not been a flat little blob.
Ashley broke the water, grinning happily, and paddled to the edge of the pool to heft herself out. As she was doing so, your sister splashed down after her, laughing and smiling like she hadn't just sentenced her own big brother to an indescribable pain. Jenna emerged a second later and waded over to where Ashley was waiting to give her a hand out of the pool.
From her lower vantage point, Jenna took the opportunity to ogle the underside of her best friend's boobs, looking straight at the bottom of Ashley's left breast for her dear little bro. Your sister almost burst into laughter as she just barely managed to spot you, and she was thankful that Ashley's own mammoth mammaries blocked the redhead's sight of her sneaky smirk.
Previously, you'd looked just like your normal self, only squished flat like a sticker. Anyone who happened to spot you, however unlikely that outcome was, would've noticed you and recognized you immediately. Now that the slide had had its way with you, however, it was an utterly different story. Your squishy, malleable body hadn't stood a chance against the hard plastic slide, rushing water, and intense speed and crushing pressure. Nearly all of your recognizable human features had been smeared away into nothingness, and you were now nothing more than a tan blob practically tattooed into the underside of Ashley's breast, only a single shade of skintone darker than the redhead's pale complexion.
A single eye remained undamaged, a clear expression of horrible visible in its unblinking gaze. Otherwise, you were completely and utterly blended into the redhead's tit. And, it wasn't as if you eye was any bigger than a pen prick.
Jenna buried her smirk and took Ashley's hand, rising out of the pool and fixing her hair.
Ashley was breathless. "OMG, Jenna! That was, like, even better than the first one! I don't remember these slides being this totes awesome!"
Jenna crossed her arms. "It's been a while since we've all been to The Oasis like this." She gestured wryly at Ashley's head-turning physique. "Plus, you've got a lot of extra power in your sliding speed to work with, which is a plus."
Ashley frowned adorably. "Uh, what? I don't, like, get what you mean, Jenna."
Jenna waved her hand. "Doesn't matter. Want to go again?"
"I'd love that!" Ashley's eyes sparkled. "I just wish Matty could see how fast I go down the slide!"
"I think he knows. Wherever he is right now, I bet he's got a good seat of the action."
Ashley nodded vigorously. "Ooh, ya think? Well, in that case, I better ride it, like, ten more times! Anything to impress the little cutie!"
Before Jenna could even think of adding another witty rejoinder, Ashley was off, racing back to the slide (and drawing an incomparable amount of stares by how egregiously her heavy chest bounced and swayed as she ran). Jenna allowed her smirk to come back, imaging all those people staring at Ashley, and not a single one being able to see the redhead's miniscule stowaway. As it was, Jenna figured she was practically her brother's only hope of escape at this point.
It was a shame for him, then, that Jenna found his current predicament absolutely hilarious. She remembered an old time she'd sprained her leg running at The Oasis as a kid, and yet her mom only cared about her brother when he vanished for all of three minutes. Jenna figured her 'big bro' could handle a bit of karmic payback all these years later.
Trailing after Ashley, Jenna smiled.
1) After ten more rides down the slide, you've almost completely fused with Ashley's breast, your skintone matching with hers, and your eye smearing away. Oh god.
2) After ten more rides, you're stuck tight but still slightly visible. The girls head to do something else.
3) After only a few rides, an absolute miracle occurs as you snag on a tiny lip in the plastic slide and peel free. But what next? Do you flutter away in the breeze, or stay glued to the slide when the next girl comes racing down?
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