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Rated: GC · Interactive · Action/Adventure · #2334491

Allegra Pierce, a tiny physical therapist, navigates a chaotic life. (UPDATED 9/14/25)

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Chapter #6

Forced to Serve The Oasis' Guests (Part Two)

    by: NeoPhoenixStriker Author IconMail Icon
"Goodness, this towel is heavenly." The pretty redhead sighed with content. "Must be a newer batch of Tinex!"

"Really? Can I try?" A younger, more energetic voice spoke up, and you realized with dread it was Shaye.

In fact, as Sloane pulled you away from her ass and angled you towards her daughter, your blurry vision noticed that your entire group of friends and family were here! It was getting close to lunch time, and they were probably seeking to dry off from their soaks so far to head to the food court, before swimming and relaxing some more for the afternoon. But more than that, your eyes honed-in on the fact that none of them were grabbing their own towels, and were instead looking at Sloane with expressions of interest.

Your body then jerked to the side as Sloane passed you off to her daughter, and you found yourself summarily pressed against Shaye's firmer, toned body. She rubbed you fiercely across her hot shorts covered ass, and up and down her sculpted thighs, and let out a sigh of happiness as she painfully crushed you against her skin. Your heart broke at her treatment of you, you being so used to expecting Shaye to be your angelic savior in almost all circumstances. But she was inevitably only human, and at this moment, she truly had no reason to ever think you were anything but a towel.

Once Shaye had had her turn, and sang your praises, you knew what hell you were in for. One-by-one, the members of your family and friend group lined up to give you a try, foregoing their own towels in favor of putting this amazing new towel through its paces. It was the exact sort of cruel and ridiculous torment that fate so loved to toss you into, and you silently wailed over how you should've been standing in line for towels with them, not acting as their towel all thanks to Phoebe completely failing to listen to you and jumping to conclusions just because she probably secretly wanted to play around with a tiny!

Briony was up next, and she predictably dedicated a fair amount of time to wedging your body into her cleavage and drying off her gigantic breasts. Her boobs had worked up considerable sweat, and your stupid slightly-open mouth was forced to drink it all up, much to Briony's surprised delight. Brinley came after her, giving you a second round of disgusting and crushing breast sweat action, though your wife also enjoyed smushing you into her ample backside.

The big booty train continued with Inez right after your wife, though of course your older cousin had to make things even worse on top of that. The muscular goddess that she was, Inez exerted a crazy amount of force upon you as she guided you around her curves and her sculpted physique, causing you to mentally scream in pain at how fiercely she was manipulating your towel-shaped form. It was agony being grinded against her abs, and you ironically felt thankful when Carmine snatched you up next and gave you a tour of her own extremely curvy body. Not that it was leagues better, as Carmine's water-covered skin was riddled with chlorine that got all in your eyes and mouth, stinging and hurting like hell.

But like always, the worst was saved for last, as you ended up in the hands of Anneli. Weak, battered, and bruised, you stared up at the towering form of your colossally curvaceous best friend, begging her to notice you and put an end to this hell. And yet Anneli simply smiled down at you, her eyes glinting with curiosity at enjoying this 'amazing towel', and you felt your heart shatter as you knew what was about to come.

She started simple, with her big boobs, thick thighs, tummy, and long legs. An obscene amount of skin was showing thanks to the bikini she was wearing, which was little more than stringy triangles over her nipples, and a threadbare floss through her crotch and booty. You knew Anneli was extremely body-confident and sex-positive, so she relished being able to show off what she was working with, but her brazen display particularly backfired on you today because there was simply so much wet, hot, sweaty flesh that needed toweling off, and Anneli forced you to endure all of it.

And then finally, her inconceivably massive ass entered your view, looking like two planetary pale flesh mounds flossed by a thin thong so pathetic you couldn't even see it between her ass cheeks, merely the little wrap around her hips before it plunged into that abyss. And your eyes widened in indescribable horror as Anneli uncouthly hooked a finger around her hip string, pulled the poor thong loose from the depths of her bowels, and began maneuvering you into that ungodly rank ass crack.

Anneli was the last of the group to use the towel. So, she'd figured, why not go all in? Her ass was a swamp and in need of drying off anyway!

You let out one more pitiful hiss sound that Anneli failed to hear, and then you made contact with her slick, damp ass crack. Not that Anneli stopped there, choosing instead to shove and fold your towel-shaped body to fill up as much space in her booty as possible. Your body was extended and contorted, crushed and twisted as your best friend crammed you into her butt crack. One eye smushed against her left butt cheek, your nose crushed upon against her right butt cheek, your other eye and your ears became flooded with booty sweat. And, of course, your mouth found its way to the deepest part of Anneli's prodigious posterior, until your tongue kissed against her horrific anus.

It was hell in every sense of the word...but for Anneli, it was utter bliss.

She luxuriated in the feeling of you for longer than was strictly necessary, before Sloane finally politely coughed. Snapped out of a near-euphoric trance, Anneli blushed in a rare show of embarrassment before finally extricating you from her ass crack. She spent one more minute smooshing you into her massive doughy buttocks, before finally being finished with you.

Sloane clapped her hands. "Lunchtime, ladies?"

Shaye grinned. "Who wants to split some mozzarella sticks with me?"

"You bet!" Your wife giggled.

As one, the group of ladies began moving to the food court.

Sloane, caught up in the fun day, had temporarily forgotten about you. Shaye as well was too engrossed in the excitement to stop and think about you, but she surely would soon. Briony had long stopped bothering to think about you, focused only on her own relaxation (even if, though she'd never admit it, she was having a lot of fun with the others around). Inez and Carmine remembered you clearly, but since they had no idea where you were, they were ultimately unconcerned (Inez because she felt you needed to take care of yourself, and Carmine because she just knew you were in some hellish situation). Anneli, her typical lazy self, had let it slip from her mind that you were supposed to be around, and your airheaded wife had utterly forgotten you'd ever even come with everyone in the first place and instead believed you were at home!

Every single one of your family and friends had, in some way, shape, or form, completely forgotten about you. They were just enjoying their happy day, while you suffered because of the whims of a misguided lifeguard.

1) Anneli loved using you as a towel so much that she ties you around her waist like a skirt, and keeps you with her for the rest of the entire day at The Oasis.

2) Through with you, Anneli dumps you into the Towel Return bin. That evening, you get collected by Phoebe, who remembers you. She chastises you one final time before setting you down outside the gates of The Oasis, where you reform. Of course, you're still naked, and phoneless, and it's nighttime. How are you going to get home?

3) Through with you, Anneli dumps you into the Towel Return bin. That evening, you get collected by Phoebe, who remembers you, but somehow manages to delude herself into thinking that you haven't learned your lesson yet! She washes you right alongside the other towels, then puts you out into another towel stand to endure another hellish day tomorrow.

4) Through with you, Anneli dumps you into the Towel Return bin. That evening, you get collected by Phoebe, who has completely forgotten about you! Worse, she thinks you're a non-regulation towel, so she takes you to the supply room and gets you dyed and branded with The Oasis logo to match all the other towels. Then she sprays you with Full Length, to seal this whole nightmare!

5) Through with you, Anneli dumps you into the Towel Return bin. That evening, you get collected by another lifeguard, a motherly woman named Mallory. She notices how odd you look, but assumes your different coloration means you're supposed to be an employee-only towel. So she grabs you and takes you to the lifeguard breakroom, mixing you in with the towels meant only for lifeguards!
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