"...maybe she needs to learn some humility?" Yesenia proposed. "You could mold her into a towel-shape, and then slip her in with the other piles of towels the guests at The Oasis use."
Phoebe's eyes sparkled with delight. "Ooh, I like that! Tell me more!"
Yesenia shrugged. "Well, I mean, clearly she's a pervert, or whatever. So I figure she should 'get what she wished for', but in a way that is far from what she actually wanted. And then she snuck in without paying, which is a huge disservice to everything we at The Oasis work for. She's clearly got an ego problem, and needs to be humble and actually work for once. So we'll give her a temporary shift of sorts, yeah?"
Phoebe trilled with glee. "Oh my gosh, Yesenia, I'm so happy I came to you for help! That's such an awesome idea!"
Yesenia grew a bit flustered under her shortstack coworkers effervescent praise. "H-Hey, just trying to help. And I can't take full credit, this is kinda inspired by that accident Mr. Jacobs got into a few weeks ago. You remember that, right?"
Phoebe blinked in confusion. "Um...who?"
"The bosses' friend? That tiny guy? Really nice, but a little unreliable, and crazy accident prone?"
"Oh yeah, Hope's adorable little buddy!" Phoebe giggled. "She sure likes playing with him a lot."
Yesenia rolled her eyes. "Yeah, I'm not really sure it's ever 'playing' for her, but that's beside the point. He was helping us out the one day, and went to assist Mallory with something. But damn is she terrible at ever spotting or remembering tinies...like, ever. She squashed him to her towel, and he spent the day crushed by her ass so badly he stayed glued to her towel for a whole week after that." Yesenia tapped her chin. "Honestly, I'm not 100% sure she ever realized what she'd done even after we freed Mr. Jacobs. You'd think someone her age would be a bit more aware, and she's so awesome and motherly with us normal-sized girls, but she's a walking mess around tinies."
"And that's such a shame!" Phoebe pouted. "I think she'd be a really great caretaker of tinies if she actually ever noticed them!"
Yesenia's eyebrows rose. "That...was a pretty astute point, Phoebe. I'm kinda surprised you--"
"I mean, she's so curvy and beautiful!" Phoebe grinned. "She's got so many naturally-blessed ways of playing with adorable little tinies!"
Yesenia let out a quiet sigh. "...and there it is." She coughed. "Anyway, I think you should mold her into a towel. She should be able to handle stretching that far. Then, we'll just kinda disguise her a bit so she's not immediately noticed and rescued. We want her to learn a lesson, yeah? So she can't get off that easy. Then, we'll slip her in with the rest of the normal towels at one of the towel stations around The Oasis." Yesenia wagged her finger. "We just need to remember to grab her before the end of the day, okay? I'm totally with you on teaching a perverted stowaway a lesson, but we're not monsters."
Phoebe put a hand to her chest (namely, the hand holding you, in turn crushing you against her breasts). "Of course not! I'd never want to, like, cause lasting harm or whatever!" The airheaded shortstack glanced down, and spotted your splattered body against her tit. Her eyes narrowed. "Even if little miss cutie pervert here can't help herself."
Seizing your chance, you cried out. "I-I didn't do this, you did! Please, I'm not a--" Your pleas fell on deaf ears, and any further cries were instantly silenced by Phoebe closing her fist around you, crushing you into a blob.
Yesenia shook her head. "She really doesn't want to take accountability, huh?" She paused. "Uh, Phoebe, she is guilty of everything you said she is, right?"
"Of course!" Phoebe nodded emphatically. "I caught her right in the act!"
"Cool, just checking." Yesenia nodded. "Also, we're not gonna hurt her by stretching her out into a towel, right? I heard tinies can still feel pain even if their bodies are all gummy-like."
Phoebe giggled and shook her head. "She'll be fine, silly! Tinies only feel pain if the person squishing and crushing them is mean! We're nice, and just trying to help her, so she won't feel anything at all!"
Yesenia had no idea how that made sense, but acknowledging she knew relatively very little about tinies due to her overall indifference towards them, she ceded to Phoebe. "Uh, cool, okay. Let's get to work then, shall we?"
"We shall!" Phoebe laughed, before turning her beautiful, ditzy, and way-too-eager eyes upon your trembling, putty-like form.
*****
Two hours later, and you couldn't believe the turn your day had taken.
Phoebe and Yesenia (despite the shortstack's airheaded claims) had been brutal with you, and you'd felt a good deal of pain mixed with an unhealthy dose of humiliation and extreme embarrassment at being treated in such a manner by two girls nearly half your age, all while you were completely nude. It had been effortless for the two lifeguards to stretch your body out until your form was pulled to its tautest limit, taking up a roughly five-feet-long and two-feet-wide towel shape. The duo had then used their hands and feet to wipe and smear away your facial features and other recognizable human aspects, until you were basically just a blurry tan towel with odd but ignorable discolorations.
Your senses hadn't gone away though. Your smushed nose could still smell, your splotchy eyes could still somewhat see, your flattened ears could still hear, and worst of all, your mouth could still taste due to your lips actually being pried open a bit during Phoebe and Yesenia's rough handling of you. You could also still touch, of course, though all you felt at the moment was the warm softness of other towels pressed around you. Phoebe had taken you to a random towel stand in the park, and nestled you into the middle of the stack, and you still remained there during all the boring time that passed.
Boring in the sense of nothing happening, as you yourself certainly weren't bored. No, you were terrified. You'd come to The Oasis for a happy day with your family and friends, and while Carmine sneaking you into the park naked was annoying, you'd been prepared to handle it. Now, you were the victim of a busty ditzy who took her job too seriously had let her love of tinies fuse punishment and playtime into one big mess, and now you were a towel set up for a day of suffering. Every time someone drew near to the towel stand, you feared you'd be the one chosen, and you lamented how a relaxing and happy day had gone so horribly wrong.
More minutes ticked by, and the pile of towels atop you got lighter and lighter. Finally, the one resting directly on you was removed, and sunlight flooded your vision. The light was blocked soon by the shadow of a woman washing over you, and as your eyes adjusted you took in the sight of a curvaceous hourglass-figured middle-aged woman with vibrant red hair, and an alluring face.
It was Sloane. Of all people in the park, you'd ended up in possession of someone in your group! Your heart swelled with joy...only to crash down a second later as you remembered you looked like a simple towel, and not your usual self.
That loathsome thought was confirmed as Sloane gave you a look of complete unrecognition, picked you up, and began wiping the sweat and water off of her generous curves using your towel-shaped self.
You let out a barely audible hiss through your lips, begging Sloane to hear you, but the sound was completely swallowed up being the rushing waters and laughing parkgoers all around her. Without a thought in her mind, Sloane absent-mindedly began toweling off with you, and you experienced the full tour of her beautiful, supple figure as she dried off. Her arms, her legs, her thighs, her feet, and up around her booty underneath her slimming swim dress. It was humiliating and degrading, but at least you assumed it would be over soon...or you did think that, until Sloane spoke up a minute later.
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