Lifeguard Job - Pooltoy TF
Tags: Inanimate, Pooltoy TF, Unaware, Object TF, Caption, Inflation, Objectification, Rubber, Latex TF, Expansion
DescriptionIf you want to make a suggestion or have an unique idea? Join the Discord Server. Maybe there is a giveaway so don't miss it! Psss the uncensored version is there as well!Lifeguard Job - Pooltoy TFValeria Kincaid smoothed her resume on the kitchen table of her cramped Nebraska apartment.…
Valeria Kincaid smoothed her resume on the kitchen table of her cramped Nebraska apartment. Six months of job searching had yielded nothing but rejection emails. The heat barely worked, her family was demanding, and the corn fields outside her window reminded her daily how far she was from the ocean she'd loved during college. When the email notification pinged, she almost ignored it, probably another automated 'thanks but we must...' Instead, it was an offer that made her heart race. 'Congratulations! Your application for Senior Lifeguard at San Carlos Bay Resort in Florida has been accepted. Three-year contract. Accommodations and essentials are provided.' The pay wasn't amazing, but rent-free living on a Florida beach? Valeria clicked 'Accept' before finishing her coffee. Three weeks later, she stood on pristine white sand, waves lapping at her ankles. Cerulean Bay was exactly as the brochure promised: crystal waters, swaying palms, and a beach that stretched for miles. "You must be Valeria," a crisp voice called from behind. A woman in white linen approached, clipboard in hand. "I'm Margot, resort manager. Welcome to San Carlos Bay!" "This place is incredible," Valeria said, her eyes still scanning the horizon. "Indeed. And you're our first three-year contract. Most only sign for a season." Margot's smile didn't reach her eyes. "Bold commitment." They walked the beach while Margot pointed out facilities, safety equipment, and protocol notices. When they reached a small cabana, Margot handed her a turquoise drink in a coconut shell. "Tradition for all new staff. Our special welcome cocktail." It tasted like coconut and something unidentifiable... tart yet sweet. Valeria drained it, suddenly parched from their walk. "Now, for starters... The standard procedure is to remove all clothes. You are going but nacked." "Nude? I brought my own one-piece..." "Resort policy," Margot cut in. "Your type of workers don't need clothes." Reluctantly, Valeria entered the changing room and removed her clothes. Looking in the mirror, she noticed her skin seemed different, shinier somehow, almost reflective under the lights. "Weird," she mumbled, running fingers across her stomach. Her skin made an odd squishing sound. "Must be that new moisturizer. I can't just walk naked, let me put my swimsuit on." She tossed the half-empty bottle into the trash. When Margot handed her the black one-piece through the curtain, Valeria put it on quickly, uncomfortable with how her skin felt beneath it. The lifeguard stand Margot showed her next was enormous, three times larger than any she'd used before. "Rest of the tour tomorrow," Margot said abruptly, angry that she didn't follow her orders. "Get acquainted with your section of beach." Alone, Valeria walked along the shoreline. Her body felt strangely buoyant, almost weightless. The sensation wasn't unpleasant... just different. Maybe Florida air agreed with her. The water waved. She walked into it until it reached her waist, then leaned back to float. The water cradled her differently than she remembered from her college lifeguarding days. Her limbs tingled pleasantly, her skin growing increasingly numb. "Mmmmm," she sighed, closing her eyes. The sun warmed her face while cool water supported her body. Each tiny wave created a faint squeaking sound against her skin. So relaxing... When Valeria opened her eyes again, she was washed up on shore. The sun had shifted position... she'd dozed off for at least an hour. She tried to sit up but couldn't. "Yo, check it out!" A male voice approached. "Someone left a fancy pool float here." Three college-aged guys surrounded her. One nudged her with his foot. "Sweet design. Black and white orca pattern." "What're you talking about?" Valeria tried to say, but her voice sounded flat, almost rubbery. The tallest guy laughed. "Whoa, did this thing just talk?" "I'm not a THING!" Valeria shouted, but they only laughed harder. "Dude, it's one of those interactive floats. Probably belongs to the resort." Hands grabbed her sides, lifting her effortlessly. The sensation of fingers pressing into her body made her gasp not with pain, but with an intense, embarrassing pleasure. Skweeeak, her body responded when they squeezed. "Look down!" one of them commanded, holding her up. Valeria managed to direct her gaze downward and froze in horror. Below her wasn't her body but a sleek, inflatable, orca-shaped float. Black and white sections gleamed in the sunlight. "What the fuck!" she screamed. "What happened to me? I'm a person!" The guys roared with laughter. "This AI programming is wild," one said. They carried her to the water, hands kneading her plastic skin, creating mortifying squeaks and sensations that rippled through whatever remained of her nervous system. "No holes to fuck though," one complained, tugging at her swimsuit. "Just a sfw model." The suit slid off easily, revealing smooth plastic beneath. No nipples. No genitals. Just seamless, glossy materia
