A series of thumping footfalls race down the steps, overpowering the sound of chatter and giggling coming from the fairly tipsy Sarah and Kelly upstairs as they menace an all too eager to be alone Madison. Suddenly I feel a lump form in my throat as my heart skips a beat, my gaze falling on the tall and fit blonde as she stumbles down the last few steps with keys and a bottle of sparkling wine in hand.
She is dressed in the same yellow and black flannel top, now opened to reveal her toned muscular form. Her bust, concealed beneath a pale green bandeau swim top, appears relatively large in my shrunken form while likely being fairly modest on her taller frame. The same loose and well-worn jeans adorn or long muscular legs, though it the fact that a set of boy shorts or bikini bottoms lay beneath are not lost on me.
"He...Hey!" she croaks, waving at me with the same hand that carries the sparkling for a moment. Catching her mistake she quickly stops, holding the bottle firmly at her side as she grins nervously. "Sarah and Kelly said we should take this, and I thought it'd be..."
"Delicious" I practically purr, my eyes not once turning to the bottle by her side. The tone in my voice seems to set Wendy on edge, her lips flickering with a grin as she quickly bites down on her lower lip.
"Do you... uh... know wine or..." she blurts out, struggling to answer or continue the conversation. "Is it a good bottle or something? You can tell me about it in the car, I'm gonna be your driver tonight" she stammers, wiggling her free arms elbow briefly as if to invite me to grab on before she catches herself and returns to her overly rigid stance.
"Well" she coughs before turning to the door. "We'd better get going before Emmie locks up for the night."
As I quickly follow along Wendy's heels, my smaller stride requiring me to almost jog as the over eager blonde, I find my hips swaying with an exaggerated wiggle. Each step of my shortened dainty legs sends my bloated rear jiggling inside my new bikini bottoms, the material quickly getting consumed between my thick and taut cheeks.
Rushing out the door my face burns red for a moment as I spot Ben out of the corner of my eye, the young man sitting on the hood of his sister's car as a cigarette hangs from his lips. I watch as Wendy gives him a wave, the young man shifting to wave back only to pause as he spots me shuffling along behind her with my hands tugging down at my oversized shirt.
A knowing smirk quickly covers the young man's face, his gaze turning to Wendy as he nods slightly towards the short young woman pacing along behind her. I don't manage to see Wendy's response, her face obscured by the bright rays of the setting sun, though her shoulders shift subtly as Ben seems to chuckles to himself at the reaction.
Before long we reach the giant green SUV, the car seeming even larger thanks to my barely five foot four frame. Breaking away from following Wendy I waltz around to the passenger's side door, only to find her following me around before opening the door for me.
"It's a bit of a..." Wendy begins to mutter, her sentence faltering as I begin to clamber up into the large and heavily worn seat. I feel my shirt shift, the warmth of the sunlight hitting my thighs as my tops lifts higher and higher. "Uhhhhh..." mutters the seemingly extremely distracted blonde, her mind shutting down as I feel the hem of my shirt briefly slide up over the very bottom of my ass cheeks before I plop myself down in the seat.
"It's alright" I chirp, fidgeting and shifting as I wriggle the shirt back down into the makeshift dress. "I'm a big girl, I can handle myself."
"Big... Yeah, yeah..." Wendy blurts out under her breath, her tan cheeks glowing red as she stares at me briefly. Suddenly, the blonde shoves the large bottle of sparkling wine into my lap. "Can you hold this for a bit? Don't want it rollin' around in the back while we..."
"Sure" I chirp giddily, grabbing the bottle before pausing at the feeling of the wine bottle dwarfing my delicate and slender hands. I smile back at Wendy as I brace the wine bottle between my thighs, the supple fat squishing the cold bottle as droplets of condensation dribble down my pale flesh. The blonde watches for a moment, her steel-gray eyes locking to my legs before she immediately shuts the door without another word.
As she paces around the SUV I squirm a little in my seat, sighing in no small amount of relief as I feel the cold bottle against my burning hot skin and damp crotch. "Fuck..." I wheeze, my wavering voice coming out in a tiny almost pained squeak as I feel my agitated body beg for immediate attention and gratification. "What the heck is wrong with..." I begin to whimper, pausing with a little jump in my seat as the driver's side door opens and the tall athletic woman practically jumps inside.
"Alright" she chokes out, her husky voice sounding almost out of breath. "Buckle up and we'll get started."
"Kelly" I had whined only less than an hour ago, the taller brunette kneeling down over the stuffed dark blue bag as she fished through in search of the top to match my new swimsuit. I was left holding up the bottom, a pair of pale pink bikini bottoms with a short skirt to provide some sense of modesty. "Why are they..."
"They're cute" she chirped breathlessly, frantically shuffling around various thrifted items before finally pulling a matching pale pink bikini top from the pile of now overflowing clothing.
"They're so... they're pink" I had muttered in frustration, shifting the stretchy material between my slender digits before glancing down at the top. "Couldn't you have found something more... less... um..."
"Yeah they're pink" Kelly giggled, standing up as she held up the top in front of me. "They'll suit a little cutie like you. Not much to cover up top so this should do the job, but..." she muttered, looking at the skirted bikini bottoms in my hands. "That should at least cover most of... well... you know... you're fat..."
"Hey!" I had blurted out instinctively, biting my lower lip as I twisted back in an attempt to look at my ass that would absolutely classify my bottom heavy form as a PAWG. "It's not that..."
"The skirt will help" Kelly stated as a matter of fact, passing me the top as she made her exit from the room.
The ride to the hotel is a relatively quiet one. Between my unforeseen arousal and Wendy's intense nerves the air in the cabin of the car is so tense you could cut it with a knife. We both keep glancing at one another in the mirrors, the blushing and flushed sensations building as the drive continues closer and closer to its destination.
As the hotel grows closer and closer I soon find myself watch out the window at each passing sign, a variety of adds for the upcoming hot springs while as we approached the tone changed to one warning of trespass and criminal penalties for entering the ongoing worksite.
"Don't worry" chuckles a nervous Wendy, her eyes daring to me before returning to the dirt road. "Emmie said they won't mind us dropping by.
Before long we find ourselves pulling up out the front of the large white structure making up the lobby of the hotel development, the multi level structure connecting to a neighboring building for the various rooms and to another that I could only assume was some sort of spa. Further from the entrance I spot an eclectic mixture of markers in the ground and half finished foundations, the more expensive suites still in the process of being laid out and built now that the main building had been completed.
Branching from the second story of the main building and above I spot various walkways and man-made extensions to the cliff side, a haze of steam rising up from some pools beyond my line of sight embedded in the numerous outcroppings.
Standing by the front door I spot a rather stocky older woman is short and sharply styled black hair, her black leather boot tapping impatiently against the stonework step beneath her. She stands at around five foot six, her pale skin largely covered by a thick black jacket and a long black dress. Her hazel eyes narrow as she stares through the window a Wendy, her purple nailed fingers tapping at a shimmering silver watch on her wrist.
With one shift motion Wendy cuts the engine and hops out of the vehicle, the tall woman quickly rushing up to the dark haired woman before throwing her arms around her in a warm embrace. I find myself staring at the interaction, my heart pounding in my chest as I shift in my seat awkwardly.
"I bet she could throw me around like..." I muse weakly under my breath before catching myself. "Shoot... I'm really down bad aren't... shoot..." I mutter, clambering out of my seat and taking the short hop down to the dirt road.
As I approach I watch as the dark haired woman gives Wendy a soft kiss on the cheek, the small sign of affection causing the blonde to release her hug.
"You're lucky" the woman chuckles with a sigh, shaking her head a little. "I was just about to lock up and head home. You know I've been hear since five right? The lighting guy could only come to replace the switches this morning after putting the eggshell..."
"I'm soooo sorry Auntie Emmie" the blonde coos, the towering young woman sounding almost cutesy as she talks to the older woman. "I got... um... well it..."
"You got distracted I'd say" Emmie responds, her gaze darting over to me as I walk up with the wine. "A pleasure to meet you dear" she begins to coo warmly, her crimson lips twisting into a giddy grin. "My little WenWen has told me all about..."
"Emmie!" cries the blonde, the color draining from her face as her eyes shift between the two of us.
"Oh sweetie, let an old woman have her fun" Emmie chuckles, covering her mouth as she fights back a louder laugh. "Hows this, for embarrassing my little WenWen I won't tell you parents about that..." she states, pointing to the bottle of wine.
I giggle in kind as I watch Wendy shift around on her feet awkwardly, the athletic and rugged young woman looking downright cute as the embarrassment consumes her. "It's okay WenWen, I won't tell anyone" I reply, my lips twisting into a grin.
Emmie grins back, raising an eyebrow as she turns to Wendy. "Oh I like this one" she coos, moving to walk down the steps and towards the large building I had previous pegged as the hotel proper. "Now I need to get going. You girls have fun, don't do anything to damage to property, and the doors are locked so if you both let them close behind you... well you spa night will be cut short. I am not making another drive out here." she explains, gesturing to the slightly ajar front door.
"Thanks again Em" Wendy calls back, her voice shuddering as she tries to regain some sense of composure. The dark-haired woman doesn't call back, instead merely blowing a kiss before waving to the two of us before waltzing off.
"So..." Wendy mutters, turning to me with a flushed face and gritted teeth. "Uh... let me get that for you" she continues, holding the door open as she gestures for me to head inside. "You first."
The walk to the hot springs themselves is far more difficult than expected, the dark building being nearly impossible to navigate without the assistance of the torch on Wendy's beaten up phone. Passing through the lobby Wendy quickly begins to ascend the stair, pausing only long enough for me to slip away to the nearby bar to grab two glasses.
Even once we are at the right floor, finding the right hot spring was another challenge. Different temperatures, layouts, and facilities make each one unique, and without a guide or map it seemed nearly impossible to find our Goldilocks of a pool easily. Thankfully, after no small amount of searching we find it, a small and cozy little outcropping overlooking the ocean as the sun finally slips beneath the horizon.
Suddenly, with a series of click the various lights around the facility flicker awake. Wendy grumbles under her breath as she taps at her smashed phone screen to turn off the torch, "Woulda been nice twenty minutes ago."
I waddle my way over to the edge of the steaming hot pool, bending down to place the glasses and the wine by the edge as my eyes go wide. "Wet" I squeak in a whisper, feeling my bikini bottoms clinging to my pussy with some moist slick substance. Without a second though I clamber into the pool, my shirt quickly becoming drenched in the hot water.
"Uh... Heather?" Wendy mutters, pausing midway through undoing her belt. "You're... um..."
"I know" I squeak back, my face red with a blend of arousal, embarrassment and thanks to the heat of the water. "I just... I begin to mumble, pulling the shirt over my head as the hairbands holding my braids in place slips off in the struggle. I soon find myself swimming in a cascade of brown hair, my hands quickly tossing the shirt to the edge of the hot spring as I begin to manage and part the thick wavy strands.
Wendy remains frozen, her gaze turning from the shirt to my exposed torso and my pale pink swim suit. Her mouth opens to say something before snapping shut, her hands shaking a little as she pulls down her jeans to reveal a pair of black boy short stretched over a set of firm muscular legs. My heart hammers a mile a minutes as I drink in her from, from the firm toned stomach to her muscular limbs and tan complexion. It's all I can do not to moan as I watch the blonde stride over nervously, the towering figure sliding into the pool with a long drawn out sigh of satisfaction.
"So..." she begins to mumble, giving me a small smile.
"Wine?" I squeak, grabbing the bottle and passing her a glass.
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