Today was finally the day you
were going to get in shape. It’s not that you were particularly out
of shape, but you always dreamed of that strong athletic body that
could be yours. And just to make sure you were going through with it,
you hired a personal trainer for yourself. Max, the woman you heard
about from a friend, had reassured you over a phone call that she’d
do everything in her power to make sure you got in shape and wouldn’t
tolerate any sort of slacking off. At first this worried you for a
moment, but you knew it was a necessary step if you didn’t wish to
let yourself wander from your goal.
Before long you were finally at
the gym she asked to meet you at. Dressed in a simple white t-shirt
and gray shorts, you were ready for whatever this trainer had in
store. It didn’t take too long to spot her waiting for you near the
entrance. Her short, pixie cut, black hair would contrast her white
polo shirt as she turned to face you, hearing the door open behind
her. She had been leaning against the wall, one of her sneaker
covered feet leaning against the wall as she held a water bottle with
her gym wristband covered hands. Her tan skin only made her strong
athletic body even more attractive, and the fact that her ass and
thighs were big enough to make her baggy pants not seem so baggy was
a great bonus as well.
Max would give you a light wave
as she slowly approached, her hips swaying a bit with her motions as
she got directly in front of you, a chipper smile on her face. “Hey
there, you must be my client, right?” She asks as her head looks
down at you, she was more than a little intimidating in person with
her incredibly tall 6’8” frame and strong body, it was like
talking to a Greek Goddess in comparison to your much less impressive
form. You could also smell a bit of sweat coming from her body that
seems to have dried, she was likely working out before you even got
here.
“Well, don’t you worry about
a thing! I’ll have you in shape in no time! I just need your
guarantee that you’ll let me encourage you in every way I can?”
Max seemed to ask, her eyebrow raising as she seemed to already be
testing your resolve. She did already mention before that she’d not
pull back any punches and that she guarantees complete success. You
knew you needed her to do her best, so you nodded in approval,
putting your trust in her.
The smile on her face widened as
she nods back, immediately lifting her hand up and offering you the
bottle of water. “Great! Take a sip, hydration is important and you
might not even realize how thirsty you are till you drink a bit.”
She explained, shaking it a bit to encourage you to grab it. You soon
do so, lifting the bottle to your mouth and taking a sip. She was
right, you were a bit thirsty as you gulped down a few more sips,
before letting out a refreshed sigh. She seemed to swiftly grab the
bottle from you, and just as she did you’d feel a sudden pulsing
pain in your head.
You instinctively went to hold
your head as it continued to hurt, looking over at Max just to
realize she appeared even taller than before. In fact, every passing
moment this already amazonian woman started to get bigger and bigger.
A noticeable smile was on her face as she spoke, her voice seeming a
bit louder than before: “Sorry about this. Sometimes I have people
quit on me and just walk out so I found this part necessary in the
process. Well, that and it does help with giving a good amount of new
physical activities for you to do.” She chuckled to herself a bit
at that as you continued to dwindle down in size. Panic overtook you
as you soon lost your footing, landing on your back and staring at
her ever growing form. Within a few moments, you finally stopped, the
head pain leaving you as you stared up at the leviathan of a woman.
You were maybe half an inch tall as her already impressive form was
now utterly divine from your perspective. Her beautiful caramel
colored legs looked like they stretched into the heavens themselves
as you gazed up higher to see her looming form. She was leaning
forward a bit, smiling down at you with the same chipper expression
from when you first saw her.
“Geez, I forgot how cute you
look when you’re so unbelievably small like that.” She thought
out loud as she suddenly began to crouch down. It was like watching
the sky fall as her enormous body began to get closer. You couldn’t
help but squeak a bit in fear as her massive form descended, getting
closer to you as she got a better look. Her chest loomed above you
now, the large mounds blocking out the sky as they stood firmly in
place thanks to Max’s sports bra. Beyond that you’d see her face,
still cheerfully smiling as she asked: “Are you ready for your
training to begin?”
You didn’t even really answer,
too shocked and filled with awe as you stared at her. She didn’t
really wait for your answer either as her hand suddenly descended,
grabbing your tiny body between two of her fingers as she swiftly
rose back up. The sheer speed at which she stood up made you a bit
dizzy, your hands weakly holding against her fingers out of fear that
you might somehow fall down from her grasp. You’d watch nervously
as she began to move, trying to keep her hand steady so as to not
shake you up too much as she soon was standing on top of a workout
mattress.
“Alright, little guy! Here’s
the first thing we’re gonna do. Just a couple of squats, easy,
right?” She asked with a cheerful smile, one which seemed to calm
you down as you nodded back to her. It was just some squats, you
already knew how to do those, so it shouldn’t be a problem.
However, as you watched Max move her hand towards her back, with her
other hand suddenly grabbing her baggy pants, your eyes would widen
in surprise. Her massive, plump behind would be revealed to you as
she giggled a bit to herself and added: “Well, I’m gonna be the
one doing squats! You’re gonna be practicing down there with my
ass. Just try your best to keep up!”
And with that you felt her
powerful grasp let go as her fingers parted from one another. Your
tiny body was in freefall, descending down towards the enormous
tomboy ass, tumbling against her shorts and panties. She let go of
her waistband, letting her pants smack against you and press your
tiny form right against her right ass cheek. You were so small that
not even an outline could be seen from outside as you were completely
squished between the powerful fabric and the soft, warm ass flesh of
your unorthodox trainer.
Almost immediately you could feel
the air around you get warmer as her skin’s warmth radiated against
you, the strong musky smell of sweat now once again trapped inside
her pants as it reaches your nostrils. It was hard to breathe, but
manageable as you tried to move around, just barely managing to inch
around from the tight confines you found yourself in. This was a
crazy way to train, and you just had to get out of here before she
did something crazier.
However, your chance to do that
was spent the moment you drank that water bottle. Within seconds Alex
would start to do her first squat, everything around you moving at a
devastating speed as your whole world shook. The motion of her squat
would cause her pants to tightly squeeze against your minute form,
pressing you against her ass cheek without any mercy. The strong
pressure kept you firmly in place while she did her squat, only to
rise back up again and give you a dizzy feeling of vertigo in the
process. Once again you were unsqueezed, taking the opportunity to
gasp for some air. This was short-lived, just enough to get one good
gasp of air before a second squat came, the titanic tomboy squeezing
the air out of your lungs with her ass once again.
She continued her squats for a
while, each time you felt relief as she got up, only to feel your
body getting utterly squeezed as she descended. The pressure was
enough to make you squeal whenever she moved. What’s worse, it was
definitely getting hotter, and muskier. You could feel yourself
sweating, but what’s worse, she was too. A few squats in you
suddenly felt a massive splash against your face as a droplet of
sweat descended and smacked right against your body, covering it in
the salty sweat of this massive girl. You tried to shake it off from
your face, using your hands when you could to get it out of your eyes
and be able to properly see.
It was no use though, as more
time passed more horribly tight squats were made and you noticed she
started sweating even more. In truth, this amount of sweat was
probably barely noticeable as anything more than just a bit of
wetness she would only feel if she shoved her hand in here. But to
you it was a miasmic atmosphere that spread all around you. The sheer
amount of sweat that was covering your body was now enough to make
you become permanently glued to this woman’s behind, unable to
really even move as the sweat both weighed you down and made you
stick against her warm and soft skin.
Every squat was starting to feel
like having your face shoved against a big, warm, wet mattress as she
started to slow down. Luckily for you, it didn’t last much longer
as she soon stood up, letting out a huff as she finished her squats.
For a moment there was complete silence, until you felt everything
rumble as Max smacked her ass cheek roughly, causing everything to
suddenly shake from the force as the massive butt jiggled around in
the process. The terrifying experience shook you around, making you
desperately cling to the ass flesh you were previously stuck to. The
catastrophic shaking makes you think how easily she could have done
that to the other cheek and turned you into a stain without any real
effort on her part.
As her ass jiggling slowed down,
she’d use her hand to slowly move back her pants, peeling back the
fabric from the wet interior as you finally saw the light of day. The
strong scent of sweat was being replaced with just the tiniest bit of
fresh air as your tiny form remained perfectly stuck to her butt
despite nothing pinning you down against it anymore. Sitting there,
you’d hear a light chuckle, followed by the all too familiar voice
of the massive tomboy: “Did you enjoy the warm-up? Hope you’re
not too tired just yet cause we’re only getting started, dear!”
Her playful nature seemed to show
once again, a stark contrast from the terrifying feelings of dread
her body gave to someone so small. You watched as her hand descended
down again, grabbing you between her two fingers and easily peeling
you off from the sweat that held you in place. You couldn’t help
but stare for a moment at the massive ass you were trapped against,
breathing heavily, both from the lack of air you had till now and
because you were trying to relax yourself after the terrifying
experience of being trapped in there.
You found yourself staring at her
massive smiling face, her expression almost terrifying you as you
realize this training session has barely even begun. She seems to be
pondering for a few moments, before then simply asking: “You ready
for some cardio?” The question rang for a moment, before she
suddenly began to lower you down, clearly not waiting for an answer.
Your body was once again dizzy from the sudden movement as you were
gently dropped onto the soft mattress floor beneath you. Before long
you were looking right up at her, the towering figure just being even
more pronounced from this perspective. She herself appears to be
removing her shoes, placing them to the side of the mattress as her
socked feet soon place themselves directly in front of you, the loud
sound of their step echoing in your ears.
“Okay, so here’s how this
exercise will work! I want you to run as fast as you can, and if you
don’t run fast enough, my feet will catch up to you! Think of it as
encouragement if you don’t wanna end up trapped under my nasty,
sweaty socks.” She explained, smirking to herself a bit. It didn’t
take longer than a whiff at the air around you to get a good sniff at
just how nasty her socks were, the smell making you gag for a soft
moment as the concentration of workout sweat was beyond any
reasonable safety levels for someone your size. Immediately you
started to get a very good reason not to get caught under them, not
to mention the potential that they could crush you in an instant if
she wasn’t careful.
“Are you ready? I’ll give you
five seconds! One, two…” She already started to count, playfully
showing her hand from above and raising her fingers as she did.
Already shock hit you as you started to wave your hands around,
protesting this idea as being a bit too extreme. However, as you were
protesting, your only response would be her continued insistence:
“Three, four~” Panic started to overwhelm you as you realized she
was not planning on stopping her newest game. Immediately you began
to turn and start running as fast as you could, your heart beating
fast as you tried to outrun not just her socked feet, but the very
smell that emanated from them.
“Five! Ready or not, here I
come~” She exclaimed, her feet suddenly raising up into the air.
You’d watch in awe as her massive sole suddenly went across the
sky, going over you as it cast a massive shadow. In that single step
she just easily moved triple the distance you managed to run in the
brief time you were trying to escape her. Seeming merciful, or at
least keen to not end the game so soon, her foot went over you,
suddenly landing directly in front of your tiny self and blocking
your path. You barely stopped yourself from smacking directly against
the sweaty, filthy wall of fabric as the shockwaves its landing
produced almost knocked you onto your knees.
The sudden appearance of her foot
in front of you just shoved the drastic difference in speed between
the two of you when you’re so tiny. Granted, she could probably run
circles around you regardless. You had little time to contemplate as
you soon turned away from the gigantic blockade and began to run the
other direction. This seemed to produce an entertained giggle as her
voice boomed from above: “Come on, you can run faster than that,
lil guy!” Her chipper tone would lighten the mood, were it not for
her massive sole that was once again looming above you. You could
smell the strong stench of sweat from above as you saw a massive
droplet of the stuff land on the ground nearby, the sweat droplet
easily a third your size.
This time, however, the foot
wasn’t moving past you, but instead it was preparing to stomp down
directly on top of you. The massive sole started to descend at a
devastating speed, falling so swiftly that you could hear the wind
rushing around it as it quickly approached your position. With a
thundering stomp, the foot would roughly land against the ground,
shaking the very fabric of your existence as you just narrowly dodged
it. The shockwave of the sudden stomp would send your miniscule body
flying back a good bit, landing on the soft mattress nearby. This
didn’t seem to concern Max too much as she continued the game, her
foot already rising back up to stomp on your tiny form.
You tried your best to get up and
escape, but by the time you even got on your two feet you already
felt the looming presence of Max’s socked foot above you. The
strong stench invaded your lungs as you looked up to see the
disgusting sock descend down. You couldn’t escape this time and you
soon found yourself smacked against the ground and trapped between
the soft pillow-like mattress and the wet fabric of the sock, pinned
down completely. The strong smell of her sweat was already pushing
into your lungs as the wet feeling of the sock pressed against your
back. You tried weakly to get it off you, but it was no use and you
couldn’t move it for an inch. As you kept struggling in vain, you’d
hear Max’s muffled voice from above: “Wow, only three steps? You
really need to work on your cardio!”
Her cheery attitude didn’t seem
to fade even as you found yourself utterly squished beneath her sock.
The constant sweaty pressure pinning you down as you eventually just
stopped trying to struggle. A few moments after you felt movement
from above, your body sticking against the sweaty fabric as Max was
removing her shoes. Her socks soon slid off, and as she held them
she’d see your tiny form sticking to the side of the sock, a sight
which made her giggle a bit as she then started to shake the two bits
of fabric. The constant shaking would finally set you free, making
you drop down onto the gym mattress below.
As you finally recovered, you’d
look up to see her massive bare sole looming above you as she took
off her sock. The sole would soon descend down, landing a bit away
from you and causing the ground around you to slope downwards a bit.
Her other foot would follow suit, and before long you were staring at
the two large bare feet of the gigantic tomboy. The socks themselves
would be dropped to the side as she started to lower herself down,
sitting on the gym mattress as she lifted her feet upwards, her toes
towering in the sky as her soles, glistening with sweat, were
presented to you.
“So, since your cardio isn’t
too good, let’s see how good you are at climbing!” She explained,
smiling a bit as she leaned forward a bit to get a better look at
you. From your perspective, you could just barely see her head poking
out in the skyline from between and a bit above her toes. Her toes
wiggled playfully as she continued to speak: “Come on, climb my
feet! That’s your next task!” She elaborated as she stared down,
waiting for you to start. At first the entire idea seemed ridiculous,
but you realized that if you didn’t comply she’d likely have some
even worse idea for a different exercise.
You slowly began to approach,
your legs trembling at the intimidating sight of her soles standing
so tall above you. Each of them was easily as tall as a building in
comparison. It didn’t help that as you got closer, the strong
stench of sweat got stronger, making you have to stop for a moment
just to resist the gag reflex from the sudden smell hitting your
nostrils. Your hands soon reached her left heel as you placed your
hands on it, feeling not just the warmth of her foot, but also the
sticky layer of sweat that coated it, making you shudder in response.
With a deep breath, you’d try to get a firm grasp on her sole, but
the surface was rather slippery. You weren’t sure if she was
oblivious to how difficult this would be or if it was by design.
Either way, you knew you had to
at least try as you somehow managed to get a relatively sturdy grip
and hoist yourself upwards, shoving yourself against the sticky
substance as it soon coated the front of your body. The sticky
feeling made you cringe in disgust, but you couldn’t lie that it
was much easier to climb now that you were firmly stuck against the
stuff, her sweat managing to make you stick against the sole without
much effort. It did also, however, slow down your movements, making
it difficult to climb up at any faster pace as your hands slowly
extended and pulled your body upwards. It was more akin to crawling
upwards than climbing, but the steady progress slowly managed to get
you across the long length of the tomboy’s sole.
You could hear an amused giggle
in the distance, but you were unsure if it was cause of your tiny
efforts being funny to her or if your movements were tickling her.
All you knew is that you felt lucky there wasn’t a time limit
because it would take you a solid minute and a half to climb the
length of a single girl’s sole. Eventually you made it, letting out
an exhausted sigh as you finally reached the area between her big and
second toe, lifting your body upwards and then laying yourself in the
area in between like an exhausted seal. You didn’t even seem to
mind any filth or toejam that might be there and now covering much of
your chest, you were insanely dirty already and your clothes were
practically ruined from the sheer amount of sweat and filth ingrained
in their fabric at this point.
“Woah! Good job, little guy!
You did great at climbing!” She cheered from above as you heard the
loud sound of her hands clapping in celebration at your great
accomplishment. Of course, it was a great task and you did feel a bit
of pride at being able to do it. However, the reminder that this
massive obstacle you got over was in fact just her foot made you feel
much less impressed at your actions. Especially when you were laying
exhausted between her toes.
It certainly didn’t help that
she decided to squeeze her toes in cheer, suddenly squishing your
tiny body between her toes as the air was forced out of your lungs.
Your hands would squirm around in panic, pushing against the massive
digits while your legs kicked around, desperately trying to free
yourself. This seemed to only really produce an amused expression on
Max’s face as her leg suddenly began to lift up into the air,
raising higher and higher as a sense of fear entered your mind.
Staring down at her from this upward perspective only made you
realize even more just how small you were and how big her already
tall body now was. But as you spent some time contemplating this
you’d feel the pressure around you vanish, her toes spreading apart
as you were suddenly released from her grasp.
You let out a sudden scream as
you slid down the length of her long tanned legs, holding tightly
against the surface as your lubricated body managed to comfortably
slide down, your grasp unable to stop your descent. The fear of
falling off and onto the ground was constant, but you luckily managed
to slide right on top of Max’s thigh, being stopped as you managed
to smack against the fabric of her shorts. A sigh of relief would
leave you as your head soon looked up at her looming form, her
playful expression making you realize that this was far from over.
“On to your next exercise!
Let’s see… Oh, this one is a favourite! Let’s see how well you
can handle pressure!” This made you stop for a moment, thinking
that just about everything in this whole experience was withstanding
some kind of pressure. Such simple details didn’t seem to concern
Max who’s hand seemed to swiftly approach from behind and shove
your tiny body right underneath her shorts. You felt her fingers
burrowing in there, clumsily pushing you until you found yourself
pinned between the fabric of her shorts and the side of her soft,
warm thigh.
Her fingers would soon recede,
leaving you alone in the warm darkness as you lightly squirmed and
pushed against her thighs. It wasn’t long before your action caused
a reaction as you felt the massive caramel wall push back against
you. Max had suddenly pressed her thighs together, a move which
resulted in your tiny self being pushed against the fabric wall, with
her other thigh pressing on you from the other side. The entire
situation could really be described like being stuck between two
massive heating blankets, except the blankets were each as thick as
skyscrapers, warm to the point of making you sweat, wet from sweat
themselves and intent on smushing you between them with enough force
that you were unable to move an inch.
The sheer amount of heat was
starting to get to you, and the clear lack of air made it even worse
as you were forced to breathe the familiar sweaty air that seemed to
surround this massive girl’s body. The pressure seemed to only be
getting worse over time as well as you felt her thighs pressing more
roughly together, the massive soft walls now utterly overwhelming
your body. Your bones felt like they might crack as air was pushed
out of your lungs, every muscle in your body screaming for help as it
felt like it might pop from the soft pressure. As every second passed
it seemed more and more certain like you were going to pass out from
the sheer lack of air, your eyes beginning to close.
However, just as it seemed like
it was over, the thighs would suddenly part, letting you take a big
gasp of the horrifically stinky and humid air around you. From above
you heard the imposing voice of your gigantic personal trainer:
“Okay, yea, we really need to work on that. You were supposed to
fight back!” She huffed a bit, before suddenly squeezing her thighs
again, much to your own shock. The massive walls would suddenly smack
against one another once more, squeezing the life out of you as you
heard her continue to speak: “You’re not just supposed to sit
there and take it! Use your muscles, push my thighs away, come on!”
Her legs would part again, before
once again squishing you, as if trying to toy with you. You tried
your best to push back, pressing your hands against the soft flesh as
your fingers sank into her pillow-like thigh. You pushed as hard as
you could, using all the strength you have in your body, however, it
didn’t budge. In fact, it seemed to only press harder against you
as Max elected to squeeze her thighs together once again, letting out
a sad sigh. “I can’t even feel you! You gotta work on your
muscles, that’s for sure. Well, by the time we’re over, I’ll
make sure that you can fight back. Cause honestly, with the display
you’re giving me right now? I don’t think you could part my
thighs even if you weren’t a tiny little thing stuck between them.”
Her voice seemed to be filled with disappointment as she slowly
parted her legs, finally letting you breathe.
Her hand slowly ruffled into her
pants again, grabbing you between her fingers and sliding you out.
You took a deep breath of the finally fresh air as her hand carried
you over the length of her shorts as you were soon brought directly
over her stomach. Slowly, her other hand would reach down, grabbing
her polo shirt and lifting it upwards. At first she’d reveal her
beautiful tanned belly, her bellybutton looking like it was staring
directly up at you, a gaping hole that you could probably fit inside
of if you tried. However, the star of the show came as she soon
lifted her shirt off completely, tossing it aside on the mattress.
Your eyes couldn’t help but stare as you looked at her strong abs,
the sight only making her even more intimidating. Right above you’d
also see the pleasant sight of her rather large breasts, comfortably
contained by a dark gray sports bra.
You couldn’t help but blush for
a moment as you soon were lowered down, and then suddenly dropped. A
sense of panic went over you as you fell, landing right on top of
this tomboy’s abs. Luckily she laid down a bit more so you didn’t
just slide off her sweaty body. You looked around for a moment,
slightly admiring how in shape she was, before suddenly feeling that
same finger from before smacking from above, pressing your body
against one of her abs. “You see this, lil guy? This is what I want
you to have by the end of our training! We’re gonna get you some
muscles before long!” She said in an encouraging tone, however it
was rather difficult to feel encouraged when your whole body was
feeling like it might get crushed to paste against the abs of this
tomboy without much effort. It probably didn’t help that on top of
being so large, she was already physically strong, so even some of
her gentler movements could be rather tough. You desperately didn’t
want to know what the pressure from her hand would feel like if she
actually tried to be rough.
This continuing pressure went on
for a few more moments until her finger slowly lifted back up. She
seemed a bit more relaxed now, smiling down at you as she continued
to speak: “I should remind you that it won’t be easy. This is
just the first day and I’m only doing this to test your current
strength. The real training will be far more intense.” Her tone
seemed a bit more serious now, something which only made you want to
quit this as soon as possible even more than before. You started to
get back up, your hands pointing at your disgusting sweat-covered
body after all the torment she put you through, you tried to reason
with her that this is a bit much. This seemed to be a mistake as her
eyes suddenly widened and an upset expression filled her face.
“Really? We’re talking
fitness and intense training here and you’re gonna complain about a
bit of sweat? Dear, you’re gonna get sweaty all the time during
this training. You’re gonna be nothing but sweaty for days and
you’re gonna learn to like it. You think you’re gonna get fit
without any sweat? You know what, let me show you exactly how much
sweat you’re gonna be getting!” Her expression remained
frustrated as her hand suddenly scooped you up once again. Her other
hand moved alongside it as it grabbed the underside of her sports
bra, lifting it up. You suddenly felt the powerful smell of sweat yet
again, but it was far more intense than it was before. The underside
of her breasts was practically a swamp as you watched droplets of the
stuff drip out, as if they were excited to be free from the
oppressive bra.
As you began to realize what she
was going to do, your hands started to move around in panic. You
tried to protest this move in any way you could, yelling and pleading
towards your now terrifying mentor, but it was no use. Her hand moved
you ever closer, the powerful smell of her sweat only getting
stronger as it burned at your nostrils. The sheer wetness could be
felt in the air, the humidity making it extremely hard to breathe.
None of that even compared to the sheer heat that was emanating all
around you, filling your every breath with a devastatingly warm air
that made you regret ever breathing it in. The massive orb that was
her tit, or at least the underside of it, was so drenched in sweat
that it made the sock from before look like a dried up puddle in
comparison. This normally hot sight would probably make you horny in
any other situation, but when you were this close to it, the very air
attacking your lungs, you couldn’t feel anything more than dread
and fear as you continued to squirm in panic between her fingers.
There was no mercy to be had, and
before long her finger would suddenly smack you against her tit,
pressing you straight into the soft, sweaty marsh. The sheer volume
of the stuff was enough to immediately coat you in the salty liquid,
her finger eager to press you against it so hard that some of it got
forced into your mouth. You tried to spit it out, but the constant
pressure on your face, forcing you to bury yourself into the soft
skin, would make you have to swallow it down, gulping the mouthful
down as it made you shudder in disgust.
The strong force from behind you
began to drag you around as she moved her pointer finger across the
underside of her breasts. This in turn would use your tiny body like
a miniscule rag, scooping up the filth with your clothes, hair, body
and especially your mouth. Granted, at this size it was closer to
using a particularly large clump of lint than a rag and equally as
ineffective too.
Every moment was hellish as you
tried to hold your breath, struggling to not swallow more, already
feeling your belly half filled with this tomboy’s sweat. Before
long her rubbing around would stop, the pressure easing on your body
as you wanted to sigh in relief. Her finger seemed to even be
receding, something which made you happy as it seemed like she
finally was about to set you free from this moist prison. However,
the first sign of things not being so lucky for you was the fact that
despite her finger moving off you, it didn’t go to scoop you up,
instead opting to leave you on your own entirely. The fact that you
were so pressed against her sweaty underboob that you were stuck to
it and unable to move or fall off also didn’t leave your mind as
you nervously shuddered. Your eyes gazed towards the bit of her
fingers you could see, holding the sports bra open as a sense of
dread filled you in realization. You could do little but mouth a weak
“No, please” as her fingers suddenly vanished. She let go of her
bra, letting it snap back in place, and along with it her breasts did
too.
You felt the mountain of flesh
suddenly move over you, suddenly moving downwards as her tit settled
in place. Unfortunately for you, this place was directly on top of
you, as her singular breast now pinned you tightly under it, your
body not only stuck against the underside, but now utterly mushed by
it and being pressed into the fabric of the sports bra. This
merciless act made you only wish to tear up, your hands weakly
pushing as you tried to somehow get the titanic tit off of yourself.
It was no use, however, your every effort being too minute in
comparison to this monstrosity that you might as well have been doing
nothing. After a few more moments of weak struggle, you gave in, your
muscles aching from the constant pressure on top of you. You closed
your eyes, your tiny self now laying weakly in the swampy interior of
her sports bra, resigned to your fate of being consumed by this
sweaty monstrosity.
Just as it felt like you’d stay
in there forever, you’d see the light on you once again. The large
hand of the tomboy would slip inside her bra, peeling your body off
of her sweaty underboob and pulling you out from your prison. Slowly
but surely, you found yourself hanging upside down as you stared
nervously at her face. Her expression still seemed a bit upset, she
likely wasn’t done proving her point as she spoke again: “And
don’t think that’s all! That’s not even the worst of it! In
fact, lemme just show you how bad it can get!” Her tone made you
shudder even more as she began to carelessly move you around. This
time, however, her other hand wasn’t revealing some part of her
clothing, but was instead raising itself upwards completely.
Your heart sank as you realized
what she was about to do, letting her sleeves fall as you saw the
dark tunnel that was to be your destination. Without much time to
protest, you felt your body sliding against the underside of her long
tanned arm. Each passing moment as you were moved you could feel her
strong muscles rubbing against your body, slowly moving you down
until you found yourself smelling the worst stench so far. It was, of
course, the powerful smell from her armpit, the sweat having
accumulated from both her workout earlier and the short time she’s
been toying with you. Your hands would instinctively move to cover
your nose as you shuddered, tearing up at the horrific hell you were
about to be put through.
The darkness of the sleeve
practically consumed you as your face was suddenly mashed directly
against the woman’s armpit, shoved right into the soft flesh. The
smell itself was beyond horrifying, invading your lungs as the strong
stench of the sweat was utterly overwhelming. The surface itself was
about as wet as the underboob, but the intensity and concentration of
it was far beyond that. It took merely a moment of pressure for your
body to be glued down as her finger soon receded, leaving you in the
darkness as you stared up at her arm. Moments later it began to
descend onto you, producing a sudden scream from your terrified self
as you were swiftly consumed under it.
The pressure from her lowered arm
wasn’t all that horrible, but the sheer heat and sweat that
surrounded you was too much to handle. You again tried to squirm
around, weakly pushing and pressing against her body on all sides in
a desperate attempt to get her to stop and let you go. And as you
kept squirming and trying to escape, you would suddenly hear a light
giggle. Before you weren’t sure, but this time it was certain that
you were tickling her. It wasn’t much, but at least you knew you
were able to have some effect on her despite your size difference.
This seemed to calm her down from
her disciplinary action as her arm suddenly lifted once again. You
were still practically glued to her armpit, her stench surrounding
you, but at least you were free. For a moment you expected her hand
would retrieve you from her sleeve once again, but to your surprise
she’d give you a scare as her hand quietly crawled up from below,
grabbing you and quickly slipping you out and in front of her big
smiling face.
“Hey, you did pretty good! I
mean, at least I felt you this time, so that’s a plus!” She
exclaimed, seeming almost excited. Granted, it was likely more so her
being sensitive there than you being strong. “But yea, now you get
how much sweat you’re gonna be in during all this training,
especially if it’s with me, no?” She asked for a moment, but it
was clearly rhetorical as she soon swiftly moved you directly in
front of her mouth. Her gaze was constantly staring at you as she
sniffed at you, before suddenly shaking her head a bit. “Woah, you
reek… Let me just clean you up real quick!”
The prospect of a nice shower
sounded rather nice right now, however, by now you should know it
wasn’t gonna be so simple with Max. Her mouth would suddenly open
wide, revealing her cavernous maw to you as her hand swiftly lunged
you forward. You truly didn’t have any time to react before you
landed right on her tongue and her mouth closed behind you, sealing
you in yet another dark, warm and wet place.
Her tongue swiftly began to move
around, pressing against your tiny body as it licked all across it.
You really had little way to struggle against her as the giant
tentacle began to push you against Max’s cheek, covering you in
more saliva as it washed away much of the sweat. Of course, a good
bit of it was still ingrained in your clothes and hair, but at least
you didn’t feel like you just walked out of a marsh. This didn’t
seem to satisfy Max, however, as her tongue soon launched you to the
other side of her mouth, pressing you against her other cheek as
well. The simple actions of her tongue were so easily enough to bully
you that it truly made your previous accomplishments seem like
nothing in comparison to this Goddess of a woman.
Her tongue would finally rise
upwards, smacking your tiny body against the roof of her mouth. She’d
rub it around back and forth, scrubbing at your tiny form as you
tried to hold your breath so you don’t have a belly full of thick,
sticky saliva on top of all the sweat you had to ingest today. After
a good few moments of your body being tightly pressed into the roof,
squished by her tongue, she’d finally lower her tongue, letting
your body stick to the roof for a few short moments before suddenly
dropping right on top of her tongue.
Her mouth would open wide,
letting you see the outside world as you gladly gasped for air that
didn’t smell like her morning breakfast. The massive tongue you
were stuck on would slowly move, sliding out of her lips as it hung
from her mouth. You found yourself nervously staring down, looking
directly at the large woman’s cleavage as her tongue stayed there.
She lightly shook her tongue around, making you start to slide down
the length of it, slowly inching down as you helplessly were carried
by the saliva that clung to you. And a few moments later, you fell,
smacking right into the soft embrace of Max’s endowed cleavage,
your body utterly drenched in her saliva as you laid there.
Her hand would lightly wipe her
lips as she smiled down at you. “There, all cleaned up! You can
rest for a bit now, I know I exhausted you quite a bit for your first
day.” She said, some sympathy in her voice as her hand lowered down
a bit. Her finger would extend, gently patting the top of your head
as she then moved her hand back. A moment later you felt pressure
from both sides as she squeezed her breasts together, but it wasn’t
too rough like before. It was more of a soft pressure, like a type of
odd hug. “There, a lil reward for being a persistent and strong
customer! Now, stay put there while I finish my morning routine and
I’ll let you go after, got it?” Her words were cheerful, but had
an authoritative tone to them as you realized she wasn’t asking for
permission.
The rest of the morning went by
rather calmly, yourself being left in Max’s cleavage as she
continued to do a few more exercises for the next half hour or so.
Most of it was rather tame on you as you didn’t get too affected by
it in your position. Of course, there was the constant sound of her
thundering steps from below, as well as the constant shaking from
every step she made as she moved around the gym. While her breasts
were largely contained thanks to her bra, they still would shake a
bit, something which not only gave you a fright, but would also make
you slowly sink deeper into her cleavage. You had to dedicate quite a
bit of time getting back up, not wanting to get crushed between her
tits on accident or even worse, slipping and falling to the floor.
You were the most terrified when
she was doing push ups, the simple act making you panic and hold on
to her tits with the strongest grip you ever had. Every push up was a
sudden shaking that threatened to make you slip and fall onto the
ground. You really didn’t want to know what’d happen if she lost
you down there and didn’t manage to find you. The constant build up
of sweat around you definitely served to make that even more
difficult, the surface you were holding on becoming even more
slippers than it was before. It also wasn’t very great to think
that despite being “washed” just now, you were once again covered
in her sweat from head to toe.
Once her exercise was finally
over you’d breathe a sigh of relief as she finally was near the
exit. She took out two bottles out of her bag, one seemed to be her
own water bottle, while the other was probably the stuff you were
supposed to get to regrow back. She’d first lift up the clear water
bottle, lifting it past you as she started to drink from it. The
sight itself was awe inspiring, not just cause of how big the bottle
was, but also because of the constant sound of it flowing down her
throat behind you, every gulp making you shudder as you realized how
easily she could have done that to you if she desired. As you spent
time thinking about it and looking up at her, you’d see her finally
finish drinking, and as she did, she’d spill some of it right on
herself, right on top of you.
A massive splash of water would
hit your tiny form, splashing all over her tits and practically
waterboarding you in the process. The good news was that you were
relatively more clean than before, at least. You gasped for air as
the water finally passed her, only to see her big smiling face from
above. “Sorry about that, needed to cool off. That and it woke ya
up, so that’s a bonus!”
Her chipper attitude never
seemed to vanish as she soon took the other bottle, opening it up and
looming it above you. Her hand would slowly scoop you up, placing you
down on a bench as she then turned the bottle over, letting some of
it splash right on top of you. The strange liquid seemed to have an
effect almost immediately as you felt your body beginning to grow
right before your eyes. Before you knew it, you were sitting on the
bench, back to normal. As long as you consider being drenched in a
mixture of saliva, sweat and water to be “normal”.
“Well, that’ll be it for
today, I hope to see you again tomorrow. And I won’t go easy on you
when we start the real training, got it?” She asked, raising an
eyebrow. You’d nod, having grown to slightly fear this woman as she
smiled back at you and seemed to return back towards the gym.
“Alright, have fun and see you again!” She waved at you as she
walked away and you soon turned to leave the gym. Despite being
utterly soaked and having spent the what felt like the worst day of
your life, a thought did go through your mind. You were definitely
going to come back tomorrow.