Chapter 17:

(Posted: March 19)

Though the wooden planks of the boardwalk felt warm under Jessica's feet, Harrison, still struggling in the bottom of her bikini, was considerably hotter with rage. As Jessica sauntered down the mostly empty promenade enjoying the sunny summer day, Harrison had to fight to keep from slipping down into her crotch. He did his best to use his arms to prop himself up on the elastic waistband of her swimsuit. Kicking wildly he thrashed his legs, not only to find support on her mons but also to express his frustration at Jessica. He still couldn't believe she'd simply dropped him in her bikini!

As he struggled against her body, he could feel her pubic hairs below him with his bare feet. If he simply gave up, he would certainly slip down against her pussy. Had she considered that when she placed him in his current predicament? He certainly didn't want to get stuck down there; not only did it seem unpleasant, he was sure she wouldn't appreciate him rummaging around in her sex. So his struggle continued, and he made sure to kick Jessica extra hard so she wouldn't think this was too funny.

It was a little awkward for Jessica feeling Harrison squirm around in her bikini, but she ultimately didn't mind his weak kicks as she strolled down the boardwalk with a towel slung over her shoulder. The day at the beach was beautiful and she was enjoying Harrison's company, though she could tell he was none too pleased at being dropped into her swimsuit. She was certain he would eventually come around to enjoying his predicament, and this way she didn't have to constantly worry about holding or crushing him. Plus, it's not like she'd put just any guy down there. She thought he should feel honored.

Spotting a storefront advertising lunch, Jessica walked over to find an abandoned boardwalk counter serving all sorts of beach food. Peering over the counter and into the store, she could see ice cream in a freezer, hot dogs warming on rollers, and stove-tops and fryers laying dormant but ready to cook. And like much of this world, nobody was home.

Opening the nearby door and walking into the shop, Jessica looked for something easy to satisfy her hunger. She couldn't tell if Harrison's weak voice was yelling at her from below, but she remained determined to get something for him too.

Seeing a warming rack full of giant soft pretzels, Jessica plucked two of them off and swiped a nearby container of spicy brown mustard. This would do for now. She could always go back and get more of whatever she wanted. It crossed her mind that she should also be on the lookout for an out-key, but as expected, the store sold no fruit. At this point she'd nearly resigned herself to hide in VERSA with Harrison until Kat or someone else pulled them out manually. The woman in black didn't seem like she would let them leave on their own accord.

“Let's go sit on the beach,” she told Harrison without looking down. He kept fidgeting in her bikini, but it hardly fazed her now.

Exiting the store with the pretzels, Jessica walked across the boardwalk and descended the steps to the beach. The sand stretched flat to the horizons to her left and right, and before her the ocean lapped the wide shoreline. A few individuals and at least one couple sat idly on the beach, engrossed in themselves. Jessica wondered if VERSA had programmed them to enjoy the day. The only sound came from the errant cawing of seagulls and the gentle ocean continually washing against the sand.

Jessica walked out towards the sea, and after a minute of looking for the right spot, she spread her towel on a secluded stretch of sand. She carefully plucked Harrison out of her bikini, finding he'd nearly slipped all the way below her waistband. Without greeting him, she set him down on her towel, removed her sunglasses, then lay her body down on her side, propping herself up with the elbow of her right arm. She watched his dainty body rise up to its feet next to her breasts, both of which easily dwarfed him. It amused her how small he was compared to her. The thought of bowling him over with her boobs occurred to her, but she admitted to herself she'd already teased him enough for the time being.

Before she could speak to him, Harrison exploded at her. “Jessica what the hell!! What the hell did you do that for?!” He was boiling with rage and shock, finally getting to blow up the anger inside of him that had stewed for the last fifteen minutes.

Jessica reacted in surprise. She hadn't anticipated this; he stunned her into silence.

“What the hell was that?!” he continued to fume, ranting at her beautiful and looming face. Even laying on her side, her body towered over him. Her forearm and hand rested on the towel close to him, and her two breasts, barely contained by the bikini top, framed the right side of his perspective. He did his best not to glance over to them, but they were large and intimidating, their curves incredibly distracting. As Jessica breathed they swelled and pushed against the green bikini holding them back.

Harrison was pissed and he wanted Jessica to know it. “Seriously Jessica, I don't like when you handle me without asking or telling me!” he yelled at her. “And why'd you stick me in your swimsuit? I could have slipped all the way down!” He was embarrassed and feeling disrespected. He was angry at her for sure, but he also realized that he was venting most of his other stress on her too. VERSA kept dealing him a bad hand and he hated never being in control.

Jessica smiled at him but looked remorseful. “I'm so sorry Harrison...” she quietly said. “I didn't know it'd make you so mad... are you ok?”

No, he wasn't ok, but she'd said the right thing and he could tell her apology was genuine. He tried to come up with the next thing to say.

“I thought you'd like it,” Jessica added, looking at him knowingly. He didn't know exactly how to respond.

“I mean, it's not like... that...” he finally stammered, but trailed off. Her left hand, which she'd been resting on her side, came down to him. Extending her index finger, she gently stroked his little body. He flinched in surprise but immediately collected himself and let Jessica touch him in her best attempt to sooth him.

“I'll make sure I ask you first in the future,” she offered him sweetly. “Sorry I made you uncomfortable. I just thought it'd be fun.”

Harrison felt his rage dissipating. To be punitive, he wanted to hang on to his anger longer and let Jessica really know how unhappy he was, but her infectious smile and warmheartedness easily disarmed him.

He let out a dramatic sigh and looked up at her face. “Thanks for putting up with me,” he said. “I just hate VERSA and I hate being so helpless all the time.” Her finger, which was considerably larger than him, felt comforting as she gently rubbed it against his entire body. He put his arm out to give it a half-hug, and she stopped caressing him to let her fingertip support him.

“I'm sorry Harrison, I hope we'll be out of here soon too,” consoled Jessica. “I sort of figured in the meantime we weren't being bothered so we might as well enjoy the beach.”

“You don't want to look for a way out?” he asked her in surprise.

“I just... I just don't think it's really worth it,” she admitted. “How are we going to get out? We're lost.” She had a good point. “I just figure someone will disconnect us eventually. Hopefully Kat.”

Harrison thought about Kat and Rich briefly, wondering what they were up to. He'd felt bad about leaving them, but he knew staying with Jessica had been the right choice.

“You know, I'm glad I'm stuck with you and not her,” he said out loud, absentmindedly vocalizing his most recent thought.

Jessica pulled her head back in reaction to his comment. It was kind but surprising. “Why?” she asked him, curious to hear his answer.

Harrison fumbled a bit, looking down at the ground. “Well... um... you're nicer than her. She's all business. But you look out for me. You care. It's nice. You're just so easy to be around.” He paused, deciding how to say what he felt. “I just like being around you,” he finally admitted. But then he quickly added, “Even when you pick me up and trap me into your bikini.”

He looked back up at her to gauge her reaction. She smiled lovingly at him. Suddenly her hand picked up his tiny body and whisked him up to her face. Catching him completely by surprise, she puckered her lips and pressed his diminutive form to her mouth, giving him the biggest kiss he'd ever received.

Jessica drew her hand back to gaze at him, seeing she'd shocked him silent. “I like being around you too Harrison,” she responded quietly. The warm breath from her mouth rushed over him. Her kiss obliterated all his professional expectations and spun his overwhelmed mind into a dreamlike daze. Everything moved fast in VERSA; it shouldn't have surprised him that he and Jessica had already developed such a close relationship.

Strange things happen to regular people when they're thrust into extraordinary situations. Despite the short length of their acquaintance, the harrowing circumstances of their exploration together accelerated the bond between them. It's an agreed upon fact that people fall in love much more quickly when thrown into a blender of calamity, especially one set in such an exotic location. But in the moment, all these truths remained out of sight from their two fast-beating hearts.

As they both recovered from the kiss, Harrison broke the spell and asked boldly, “You want to get a drink with me sometime when this is all over? I know a good bar down in Navy Yard by the ballpark.” He couldn't help but smile like an idiot.

Jessica laughed, aware of the absurdity of the situation. “Yeah, that'd be nice,” she agreed. Even though she'd impulsively snatched him up, which she had just promised to never do again, she felt relieved he didn't seem to care. It definitely felt weird holding this guy in her hand. She wanted nothing more than to have him cuddle her at full size, but VERSA had a peculiar way of giving no one what they wanted. In the meantime, they'd have to make do with their curiously imbalanced sizes.

As if he'd read her mind, Harrison continued talking. “I feel like once I'm back to normal size I'd make a better date, so don't judge me too much right now,” he told her, trying to make light of their odd situation. “I know girls aren't usually into shorter guys...”

“Oh, I kind of like you like this,” she interrupted him, giving him a teasing smile. “You're no good for hugs but you're easy to keep tabs on.”

Harrison reacted in mock indignation. “Oh so you're the controlling type? Maybe I shouldn't date you after all!”

“Oh, you want to date me Harrison,” Jessica told him smugly. “Plus you owe me after getting in my pants already.”

“You put me there!” he retorted. He couldn't help but smile; it was too fun flirting with her.

“And I just might again if you don't change your tone! But I'll give you a chance to behave yourself first.”

He couldn't tell if she was serious about putting him back in her bikini. Jessica slowly lowered him down in front of her and set him down on the towel. When she released him, Harrison found his footing and craned his neck up to continue staring at her. They both grinned at each other.

Jessica reached over to grab one of the pretzels and brought it to her mouth and took a bite. It tasted warm, salty, and delicious. She tore off a minuscule piece and showed it to Harrison.

“Want some?” she asked him.

“Yes please, I'm starving,” he responded eagerly. She dropped the little bit next to him and he began working to tear off little shreds he could bite into. Jessica watched in fascination. His fingers were so tiny and his little mouth could hardly make a dent in what she'd given him. It occurred to her that at his current size, she could easily swallow him whole without even trying. She realized how important it was that she protect him, lest someone try taking him again. He was a little man in a big world, and he couldn't survive without her.

Though a maternal instinct swelled inside her, as he turned around Jessica stole a look at Harrison's cute butt. Her mind immediately wondered what he looked like under his boxers. His cock must be absolutely tiny at his size, she realized, but she still wanted to see it and maybe touch it too. Everything about him still felt very masculine, but the fact that he was smaller than her littlest finger made it all the more cuter. Self-control held her lust in check, but she realized she'd been absentmindedly biting her lip. Watching him was turning her on.

“You know, having you so small does present some unique opportunities,” Jessica stated, curious to see what he'd say.

Harrison looked down her body, all the way down to her toes hundreds of feet away from him, then back to her face just above him. He finally let her impossible size awe him. She was sexy. And huge.

“I guess I have to admit, seeing you like this is pretty spectacular,” he told her frankly, gesturing to her body. He felt somewhat confident giving her such a kind compliment, but the enormity of her body still overwhelmed him. To give her an idea of how she appeared to him, he explained, “You look like, I don't know... a force of nature! You're gigantic but... it's awesome.”

Worried about how intimidating she must appear, Jessica told Harrison, “Hey, I'm not going to do anything to you without asking you first. But I gotta be honest... you're making me wonder how much they've really programmed into VERSA.” She paused and leaned over him, lowering her voice. “Do you think anyone's ever had sex while in here?”

“Um, I doubt it?” he replied, blushing. She want to have sex with him? He liked the idea, but they wouldn't be able to have sex until they found a way to make him big again.

Watching Harrison think, Jessica changed gears. “You know, it's so hot out,” she commented, “you should take your shirt off and work on your tan with me!”

Harrison hadn't expected her to say something like that, but objectively she made a good point. He slowly began unbuttoning his shirt, eventually sliding it off his arms. Though he wasn't ashamed of his body, Jessica's huge presence and fixated eyes made him feel even smaller. Casually tossing his shirt to the side, he turned to eat another piece of pretzel. Now, only clad a tight pair of boxer shorts, Harrison could feel Jessica watching him with rapt attention. He wanted to know what she was thinking, but he was too afraid to ask. He trusted her, but she still intimidated him immensely.

Jessica turned away from him and shifted her body so she was laying on her back, maximizing her exposure to the sun. As she scooted across the towel, Harrison stepped back to the edge of it to allow her to lay comfortably. Her body absolutely dominated his world.

“Want to lay with me?” she asked him, turning her head. Standing near her shoulder, he couldn't help but once again sneak a peek at her large breasts proudly jutting into the sky.

“Um... sure,” he said hesitantly. Though he knew she'd never deliberately harm him, he worried that one absentminded move from her could squash him flat. Without thinking, he told her, “I'm not so sure your towel is the safest place for me to be right now. What if you roll over?”

“Hmm good point,” she agreed. “Do you mind if I put you somewhere safer?”

“Where?” wondered Harrison.

“It's a yes or no question,” she replied with a mysterious look.

“Uh, ok,” he relented.

Watching Jessica's huge body do anything looked like a mountain range rollicking during an earthquake. She reached her left arm across her body and before Harrison could react, she pinched him and lifted him up above her. Moving him down her body, she eventually deposited Harrison on her taut stomach. Her skin felt warm against his nearly naked body, but he quickly rose to his feet.

Balancing on her rising and falling torso was no easy feat, and within moments he fell down to his hands and knees. Looking up her body, he could see her giggling face peering over her breasts at him, clearly amused. Harrison didn't find the situation very funny, and now he was on her nearly naked body with no way down.

Moving around her belly button towards her waist, Harrison searched for a part of her that wouldn't move so much as she breathed. Finding a good spot, he lied down on her skin to relax. But Jessica was still watching him.

“Hey Harrison,” she said, getting his attention once more. “If you fall asleep on my skin, I'm going to get a tan with your outline in it. Why don't you move onto my bikini so you don't mess up my tan lines?” she suggested.

Harrison's first reaction was to question why the hell she wanted to work on her tan, which wouldn't be coming out of VERSA with her. But then he realized: she wanted him to move down there. Well, at least she wasn't dropping him into her bikini bottom again, but her insinuation made him hesitate.

About to raise his voice in protest, something nagged at him, causing him to pause. He'd complained to her a lot lately, and he didn't want to come across as petulant or needy. It's just her bikini, he finally told himself, what harm would there be in just laying on her? Though it seemed like he was approaching a rather private area, Jessica clearly wanted him there. So he sheepishly went along with her wishes.

“Ok,” he agreed, calling up to her so she could hear him. With her lying down now, her hip bones created a bikini bridge that raised the waistband off her body slightly, allowing him to peer into the darkness of her crotch. He shuddered as he crawled around it to the topside of the fabric. Still on his hands and knees, he noticed how spongy the bikini material felt as he crawled onto her mons. Finally lying down, he tried not to think about where he was. He was determined to enjoy his day at the beach.

Jessica couldn't believe how easily she'd convinced Harrison to crawl down to her crotch. Her body tingled with excitement as her heartbeat continued to rise. She loved flirting with him, and their size difference only made her want to be even closer to him. Though it seemed unlikely he'd try to initiate anything sexual with her, Jessica couldn't take her eyes off of him. Using her elbows, she remained propped up as she continued to look down her body at the little man lying on her swimsuit. If he moved down another inch, she realized, he'd be right next to her clit. Noting how her body reacted to this thought, she concluded that the VERSA engineers really had included everything. She smoldered in arousal.

Her dignified mind and lusting body raged in opposition against each other; she liked Harrison and wanted to do something sexual with him, but under these bizarre circumstances she knew it would be wrong to force it. His tiny form seemed to amplify her desires but she didn't want to do anything without his consent. She could tell he was nervous around her like this, so it was up to her to make him feel at ease.

But then again, this was an opportunity they'd probably never have again. Jessica wasn't ashamed that she was a sexually adventurous woman, preferring to try new things if she encountered a willing guy. Even if they dated after this, they'd never get to do something this unique. Though she wasn't even sure what Harrison's tiny body could accomplish for her, she wanted to find out. Hell, even if she ignored her own needs and just used her fingertip to get him off, it would still be a story worth telling one day.

As she debated this in her head, Harrison noticed she still hadn't lied down yet to relax. He propped himself up and called out to her.

“Jessica, is something wrong?”

She snapped out of her reverie, ashamed, as if he'd known she's been entertaining horny thoughts. But as she looked over his clueless face, she knew his mind was nowhere close to suspecting her lascivious desires.

“Oh sorry, just thinking...” she hastily acknowledged. Once she'd said it, it became obvious how suggestive it sounded.

Harrison frowned and furrowed his brow. He still trusted her, but did she really want to do something sexual with him? At this size??

For a moment, they both stared at each other in silence: Jessica self-conscious of her unspoken desires and Harrison alarmed by her insinuations.

With trepidation, Harrison finally spoke. “Were you.... thinking about me?” He glanced down at the small swimsuit piece that covered her crotch.

Jessica let out a large sigh of relief that unsteadied Harrison's body. She wanted to be frank with him.

“Hey,” she said kindly, “I wonder if... maybe we should try something fun at these sizes? I'm a little curious to see what it would be like.”

As expected, Harrison was shocked, his mouth agape. His suspicions were confirmed and he immediately wondered if she'd placed him on her body hoping to goad him into something sexual. Despite his affection towards Jessica, he felt peeved that she might have been manipulating him.

Sensing this, Jessica tried reassuring him. “Hey it's just a suggestion! I'm not going to make you do anything you don't want.... but I was just thinking it might be... nice?” She smiled at him, trying to act reassuring. Harrison still couldn't decide how to tactfully say no as his mind whirred.

“Um... uh....” he stammered. “I.... I don't think that'd be a good idea?” he finally admitted. “I mean, you're so big, I could get hurt.” He sounded incredibly uneasy and unsure of himself.

Jessica cocked her head at him, trying to get into his mind.

“I think it'd be possible,” she said convincingly. “Of course I'll be super careful. Don't you think you'd be able to make me feel something?” She raised an eyebrow at him.

Damn it, Harrison thought. He was afraid she'd appeal to his manhood and now she'd called him out. He really did fear her body at his size, but he certainly liked the idea of seeing her without the bikini on. Shakily, he replied to her.

“W.... What did you have in mind?” he asked. “Jessica you're pretty big right now, I'm not sure what I could do.”

“Oh Harrison, don't doubt yourself,” she consoled him optimistically. “I just wonder how far we can push VERSA. You know, obviously we can't have sex like this, but I'm wondering... if you touched me down there, you know, what would it feel like? You know, for science, if nothing else. You'd be able to just touch me, right?”

Of course he could just touch her, but he didn't know how she'd react. At this size he really didn't want to see her pussy up close, but he wasn't sure how to kindly decline. Plus, would it make him less of a man for refusing her? He felt trapped. He didn't owe anything to Jessica, but he didn't want things to be uncomfortable between them if he said no to her. And he did like her, which weighed heavily on his heart and mind. Begrudgingly acknowledging his desire to please her, Harrison convinced himself to slowly go along with her simple request.

“I mean, I guess I can touch you if that's all you want,” he shouted up to her. “But I don't think it's a good idea to do anything else.”

Jessica's heart skipped at his reply. He agreed to it! Though she'd done her best to convince him, it still surprised her that he'd caved so quickly. Trying to stay cool, it was obvious to Harrison how excited she was.

“Ok then!” she told him. “Hold on!”

Quickly she leaned back to recline flat onto the towel, freeing up her arms. She brought both her hands towards her crotch, using one of them to pick up Harrison and drop him up by her waist. Then, slipping her thumbs into her bikini, she slid it partially down her thighs, exposing herself. “Mind if I just lay here Harrison?” she asked him expectantly.

Harrison looked back towards her head, but now that she was lying down he couldn't see her face past her protruding breasts. Glancing down the other way, her trimmed pubic hair greeted him at the edge of her body. Below that he knew he'd find her pussy. His mind realized that it would be plenty deep enough to swallow him whole. He didn't like the thought of drowning in a massive woman's vagina, so he vowed that under no circumstances would he go in there.

Slowly and unsure of himself, Harrison began crawling down to her crotch. When he got to her pubic hair, it scratched at his skin and he thought about turning back, but he didn't want to renege on his promise to Jessica. She was expecting this; he couldn't stop now.

As her pubic hair parted, the top of her pussy came into view; her flesh there appeared slightly darker than the pale skin surrounding it. Looking down the slope of her mons, Harrison could really only see the top of her vulva. Afraid to climb down onto her labia, most of her remained out of his reach.

Though her pubic hairs helped him keep traction, the slope of her crotch made his prostrate position precarious, and he had to stay balanced or risk falling forward and off of her. If he reached too far down, he'd tumble quite a ways down to the towel.

Sensing Harrison's hesitation, Jessica shifted her hips up slightly. Rolling her lower body forward, she braced her legs to made his job less treacherous, allowing him to access slightly more of her sex without the fear of falling down the front of it. As she came to rest, Harrison took a breath.

Gently, he reached out one of his hands and placed it on her sensitive flesh. It felt incredibly warm under his fingers. Behind him, Jessica inhaled loudly in surprise.

Using his hand, he cautiously started rubbing her. It occurred to him that her clit must be somewhere nearby, but he couldn't see it. Carefully peering downward, he could see her swollen labia engorged between her open legs. Each of her lips was larger than his entire body, and her crotch emanated heat-- and her scent; she must have already been slightly aroused before he'd touched her. Once again, he wondered if this might have been Jessica's plan all along.

Reaching his other hand forward, Harrison continued to kneed the skin in front of him, which he realized must be her clitoral hood. Jessica's breathing intensified, and he felt impressed that she could actually feel his ministrations. Afraid of touching her too firmly, he started caressing her gently, but he quickly realized that his tiny strength posed no threat to her pussy. Using his arms, he began vigorously pushing and stroking her skin. Reaching out all the way, he could even grab the top of her labia. His hands came back coated in her secretions.

Harrison found Jessica's wetness sticky, not unlike any other woman he'd touched before. But now there was so much of it that his hands were entirely coated in her cum. It caused his fingers to stick together and he had to flex them to spread them apart. The scale of her sex humbled him.

Still laying on his stomach and groping forward again, he plunged his sticky hands into her folds to look for her clit. He thought it must be under the skin that lay in front of him, but practically hanging upside down, he felt disoriented. Grabbing around aggressively but trying to make it pleasurable, he searched for her clit. Suddenly, one of his hands collided with a firm, wet lump that must have been the size of a beach ball.

When Jessica felt Harrison touch her clit, her entire body bucked in pleasure and surprise. She could feel Harrison's little body almost fly off her pussy, but somehow he remained affixed to her. As he continued stroking her clit, she could feel herself getting wetter and wetter, and her vagina started aching to be filled. Despite his inconsequential size, Jessica was lost in in the rapture of sexual stimulation.

It almost felt like masturbating, yet her own hands lay at her side. Instead, this tiny man's little hands did all the work, caressing her clit. At his size, he couldn't even rub it too hard. What must have been serious physical exertion for him felt perfectly gentle to her. She loved it. Jessica was in heaven, and the only difficulty she faced now was fighting the urge to uncontrollably writhe in pleasure.

As Harrison discovered what he could do to her clit, he started gaining more and more confidence. Though lying precariously on the edge of her pussy, he began getting more aggressive with how he handled her vulva. As he kneaded his hands and arms into her clit, he could hear Jessica quietly moan and take heavy breaths. In his mind, it was becoming a competition. If she wanted him to touch her so bad and coerce him into doing it, he'd make her pay. It was as if their roles were slowly reversing, and he liked the smug thought that he could bring Jessica to orgasm. Though his arms were starting to tire, from his perspective, he was gaining control over her.

But he was wrong. Though Jessica loved what Harrison was doing to her, she knew rather early on that she wouldn't be able to orgasm from his efforts. It felt wonderful getting a little clit massage from this guy, but soon the inside of her pussy ached to be filled. Even if she'd wantonly stuffed his entire body inside of her, his tiny size would hardly satisfy her. And not to mention Harrison would never forgive her if she plunged him straight into her sex.

Without realizing it, her hands started creeping up to her thighs. Distracted by the pleasure radiating from clit, Jessica wrestled with the urge to take over and give herself a proper finish. Though she marveled at his effort, it simply wouldn't be enough. Absentmindedly, she wished he was bigger. Her fingers began slowly drifting closer towards her pussy.

Looking back on the moment, Jessica wondered what would have happened next if a shrill whistle hadn't jolted her out of her sexual bliss. The sudden sound crashed her back to reality on the beach as she opened her eyes and sat up to see what was happening. Without thinking, she quickly grabbed her bikini bottom and tugged it up to cover herself, afraid she'd been caught.

It happened so fast for Harrison. In one moment his hands were massaging her over-sized clit, and in the next she'd sat up, throwing him forward. It looked as if he'd tumble all the way down to the towel, but then her bikini rushed up to catch him. He collided with the fabric right as Jessica pulled it against moist pussy, trapping him facedown against her drooling snatch. His shock turned into confusion, anger, and dread as her wet lips easily molded around his body. He tried pushing against them, but his arms only sunk into her slick folds and his entire body became more and more lubricated by her juices.

Not having time to think about Harrison, Jessica frantically scanned the beach to she if she'd been noticed. Off behind her, she saw a man who looked like a lifeguard madly blowing his whistle and signaling her to come towards him. But not just her, he was looking at the other individuals on the beach too. Something was wrong. And urgent.

Jessica looked back at the ocean. Where the waves had once gingerly washed against the shore minutes earlier, now she saw nothing but dark wet sand. Far in the distance, the blue-green hue of the water receded away, exposing what had previously been the ocean floor. She'd never seen anything like it before, but she knew what it meant.

Scrambling to her feet, she began running toward the boardwalk. The other beachgoers around her started sprinting away from the ocean too. Pandemonium set in. A tsunami was coming.

Harrison didn't know what was going on, but he could tell Jessica was suddenly running. His anger towards her quickly passed as he realized they must be in trouble. He didn't want to thrash against her pussy, but he kept twisting and contorting himself to find space to breath in her tight bikini. Her vagina smothered him with its juices and her legs pumping on either side of him kept uncontrollably shifting him against her aroused sex.

As Jessica started running, she remembered she'd trapped Harrison in her bikini when she felt him squirming against her pussy. Not having the time to focus on how pleasurable it felt, she instead worried he might slip out of her swimsuit while she ran. Without having the time to debate what to do with him, Jessica slipped her hand down into her bikini to try grabbing him while running, which proved difficult and awkward.

One of Jessica's giant fingers bumped against Harrison as he attempted to right himself. He tried to wrap one of his slippery arms around it, guessing she intended to pull him out. But her clumsy attempt to grab him accidentally pushed him farther under her, directly under the opening to her vagina. Harrison flailed desperately not to lose her.

Jessica quickly realized extracting Harrison's slippery body from her bikini wouldn't be so easy. Another man with a whistle frantically urged her on as she considered stopping to figure out how to get Harrison. Fuck it, she thought, she'd just push him inside of her. Then he wouldn't be going anywhere and she could run unhindered. Locating his little body again, she pushed him against the entrance of her vagina. She felt his little body squelch inside of her with little resistance. His squirming intensified, but she'd deal with him soon once they were safe.

When Harrison felt Jessica's finger come back, he hadn't anticipated it would push him into her pussy. Without needing much force, she bumped him headfirst up into her. He first noticed the unbearable warmth of being inside of her, but then he quickly realized he could hardly breathe. Her juices absolutely smothered him, and as he reached out to try pushing himself back down, his feet and and hands slipped against the gooey walls around him. His brain panicked as he realized he'd soon exhaust himself and asphyxiate inside of her, all within the total darkness of her womanhood.

As Harrison confronted his own deadly situation inside Jessica's pussy, Jessica frantically tried to figure out where to go that would be safe. It occurred to her that she might be able to grow herself hundreds of feet tall to avoid the coming tidal wave, but she convinced herself she'd almost certainly lose Harrison's tiny body in the process. She knew that even at his current size she probably couldn't keep him in her vagina for long, but hopefully it gave her thirty seconds or so to figure out what to do.

When she climbed the steps back up to the boardwalk, Jessica noticed a large building nearby that had thrown open its doors. Other people were rushing in and Jessica sprinted over to join the crowd.

Entering through a set of glass doors, Jessica found herself in a giant casino consumed by chaos. People scrambled everywhere around tables and chairs while glitzy signs and video boards ignorantly advertised jackpots and piles of cash. With no time for observation, Jessica burst into the casino in a mad rush to see how far back the endless room stretched. Bolting past a blur of green tables stacked with abandoned cards and chips, Jessica scanned for a door or another passage on the far side of the sprawling room. She could hardly see around the rows of slot machines and blinking lights that surrounded her, but she nevertheless kept moving farther and father from the direction of the beach.

Though Harrison punched and kicked inside her, Jessica didn't even notice. He was certainly stuck inside her, but he was so slick with her cum that it made it easy for him to twist around. Slipping his knees up to his chest, he pushed against the inner walls of her vagina as he simultaneously twisted his torso downward. His body inverted, and he realized he was facing downward now. Ignoring her trembling body and blocking out the thundering heartbeat thumping around him, he started moving his arms in a swimming motion to slowly propel himself forward.

Reaching an arm out, he suddenly felt a coolness on his clammy hand. He'd reached the opening of her pussy and he did his best to clamber downward and out. Gravity assisted him a bit, and when his head found air again he took a deep sweet breath. Though he noticed the green wall of her bikini right in front of him, he knew he'd still be able to mostly pull himself out of her.

Harrison continued to writhe out of Jessica until she finally noticed he was extracting himself. Before she could react, Jessica heard a massive booming sound behind her. Spinning around, she realized the moment had come to a frightful climax. A churning wall of water swept into the casino, shattering the glass doors and consuming all sorts of furniture and detritus in its path. Patrons screamed and the building groaned as the angry wall of water destroyed the room. Jessica had only a moment to react. A thin support column stood next to her in between two slot machines, and she dove behind it. Desperately, she wrapped her arms around the pillar as the gray water crashed around her, roaring with unstoppable strength.

The small column blunted the initial wave, but quickly the surge blew Jessica off her feet. Fueled by adrenaline, she gripped the column as fear blanked out her mind and the casino disintegrated around her. She was vaguely aware of the nearby slot machines disappearing as water battered her body and flooded her eyes with stinging saltwater. It was at that particular moment she realized that yes, they really needed to get out of VERSA as soon as possible.

Jessica couldn't tell how long she desperately hugged that column, but after surviving through harrowing seconds that felt like minutes and aching shoulders screaming in pain, the rushing water around her began to slow. Crying in fear and praying she wouldn't be knocked into the cascade of gushing water, she slowly regained her senses as the chaos in the room slowly waned. She opened her eyes and confronted the scene as her feet floated down to the casino floor, now covered in about three feet of water.

Though the building seemed intact and the ceiling hadn't collapsed, debris clogged the murky water around her. The destruction of the casino was complete and absolute. Tables and chairs floated freely around the room, but she noticed a couple eddies had formed and were starting to corral the loose furniture. The frantic bedlam of the situation slowly began yielding to the quiet aftermath of a great destruction. She couldn't believe she'd survived. Her heart pounded nervously in her chest.

A man's body floated by her, his face hidden by the dark water. A trickle of blood ran out the side of his head and into the water around him. It revolted Jessica, but she remained comforted by the fact that he wasn't a real person, just a computer program finally put to rest. But then she remembered Harrison. Oh shit.

She reached a hand down in the waist-high water to feel her bikini, but touched nothing but skin. In horror, she realized the rushing torrent had sucked her bikini bottom right off of her. And pushing a finger quickly inside of herself confirmed her worst fear: Harrison was gone.