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Cassie Has a Soak (part 5?!)
🕑 Added 2022-09-27 03:11:54 +0000 UTCKeeping up with the trend of Where Are They Now Month, we have a little follow up to our deer's embarrassing swimming outing! Massive and sloshing, I hope you enjoy!
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Clients of the pool were encouraged to bring their own towels of course, but nothing Cassie had would remotely dry her off. She stood, wobbling in front of her locker, a miniature panic attack welling in her chest.
I look the size of a blimp!
Granted, the thought stirred sensation between her legs, but it was attending to herself that got her in this mess in the first place. Looking back at her through the mirror beside her locker was an absolute whale of a deer. Her arms had been so slender and athletic, now any motion they made was a fight against the waterlogged blubber that encased them. Likewise her legs seemed to touch until her massive thighs parted to her shins, making any forward motion a labour of constant squishing and wobbling friction. It would be worse if she wasn’t wet, she imagined, but even so she had to adjust herself for a wide stance that would be almost comical were she her usual size. And in front of it all, huge and demanding its own attention with its heavy weight, swelling in size with her exhausted breathing; her stomach. Large enough that she had no chance of wrapping her arms around it, the sodden, bloated mass made a deep fold around the middle and rested heavy against her thighs, hanging well past her knees.
At least, Cassie thought, if I hold my back straight enough it doesn’t rest against the floor anymore.
But that was slim consolation, with her back already starting to ache trying to hold up so much mass. Her ass, expanded as it was, was a poor counterweight to her gut and she would have to get out of the locker room and somewhere she could rest soon. With that, the doe’s mind turned back to her situation and she hastily grabbed her towel with sausage fingers that made soft squelching noises when they pressed together. It was a large towel but had no chance of getting all the water out of her sopping fur, her stomach sloshed loudly as she tried vigorously to wipe it down but succeeded only in setting her entire body wobbling and jiggling. There was nothing for it, she would have to leave drying until she was home. Looking back to her locker she saw her blouse and skirt, clothes made for a girl many times smaller than she was. They weren’t going to cover a fraction of her! Cassie made a frustrated noise before the towel in her hand gave her an idea. She looked around frantically until she found - yes, someone else had left their towel out in the open. There was a chance for her yet.
Wrapping the first towel around her massive breasts, the doe managed a feeble knot to keep it in place and, tucked under the pillowy mass of her upper arms there was little chance of the towel slipping. Her purse and phone found themselves wedged in between her sopping, spongy breasts, it was the best she could do for either since she had no pockets and carrying anything with arms like hers felt at best an impracticality. Stealing another guest’s towel, she wrapped it around her lower half, carefully hiking up her gut to tuck it under there before seeking to tie a knot behind her - this was where her plan ran into a problem. The towel simply wasn’t large enough to go all the way around her massive waist, even if it didn’t have to go around her stomach, her wobbling ass cheeks were simply too big to be properly covered. Blushing and muttering furiously to herself, Cassie squeezed the towel together and tied a tenuous knot under her tail. It left her ass exposed to the world but it was the best she could do. Already the ache in her lower back had begun to demand her attention.
Cassie’s waddling gait was clumsy at first, of course it was. She hadn’t gotten used to her own weight by any stretch of the imagination. She felt like a whale, no, a boat whose owner was ineptly trying to manoeuvre it through too tight spaces. Leaving the changing room was truly her first big challenge. She waddled out into the open space, the pool now before her, to be met with gasps and whispers, pointed looks and pointing fingers where-ever anybody saw her. It wasn’t surprising, she was the size of a fucking whale. She too would stare in disbelief at the massively obese doe who was so fucking fat she had forgot to bring clothes that fit her. Cheeks burning, the deer picked up her pace as much as she could (noticeable only to her) and rushed for the front door. A wolf at the reception desk began to say by rote, “Thanks for visiting”, but got out only the “Th” sound before she saw Cassie and her jaw dropped open. She hurried on by, only taking twenty seconds to cross the lobby and leave through the automated double doors.
Now panting heavily, Cassie found herself outside. It was about noon and instantly she felt the sun’s heat radiating over her.
Good, she thought, it’ll help get me dry.
The doe’s eyes scanned the carpark until she found her car, and she even took the effort of pushing herself into forward locomotion, taking those first few, hard, wobbling steps towards the vehicle before she realised.
Oh fuck. Oh fucking fuck.
There was no way she was going to fit into her car. If she could somehow manage to squish herself into the seat, knead herself into the car itself, a process which would no doubt be both painstakingly slow and incredibly embarrassing to be observed, there was no way she would be able to reach the steering wheel. It would be buried beneath her stomach without a shadow of a doubt. Panting from the exertion of the moving she’d already done, cheeks painted red as they had been since this whole ordeal began, Cassie reassessed her options. Her apartment wasn’t too far away, and her keys were in her purse. She could try and waddle there, or she could go through the shaming ordeal of ordering one of those van taxis meant to carry multiple people and filling up all the space in the back. The pain in her back and mounting extortion just from having made it this far made the call for her. Slowly, Cassie reached up to her chest and pulled out her phone.
“Hey I uh. I’d like to order a taxi. Yeah. One of the big ones.”
This was the most humiliating day in her life.
