Smalls Family Workout (Part Two)
One Foot Tall Fiancé
chapter 16
by
copier
· original author:
phantomstriker
Whether as a purposeful part of the exercise or an involuntary motion, Kimberly’s body rocked back and forth as she leaned into her stretches, and every small motion dragged her butt up and down the mat and your body. You felt your malleable body being ground and squished by every single motion the curvaceous woman made, the gross layer of viscous sweat coating you and gluing you to the mat. Kimberly’s bodily fluids seemed drawn to you, as did the growing odor she emitted as she exercised fervently.
Her sitting exercises continued for over twenty minutes, and by the time she stood up, her butt peeled away from the mat with a sticky “pop”. You were dazed and confused, and looked blearily up at Kimberly. Horror dawned on you as you tried to blink, but couldn’t. Your vision remained hazy and unclear, and it became evident that Kimberly’s intense routine had smeared and reduced your facial features to an almost unrecognizable blur. Now, it was harder than ever before to tell you apart from the tan yoga mat. On top of all of this, you felt less like a sticker and more like an engraining on the fabric of the mat. You’d been thoroughly ground into the mat, and it would take considerable time and potential outside help to reform now.
Vision hindered, you missed yet another coy smile from Kimberly as she looked down at the dirty yoga mat. Stepping away, she refreshed herself with some cool water, before returning with a bottle of freshener spray and a rag. Kneeling down by the mat, she sprayed the cleansing chemical across its surface, then harshly scrubbed with her rag, picking up any traces of sweat and dirt lingering on the mat.
In turn, this action only further cemented your imprisonment. The chemical freshener burned your skin, but not enough to actually cause you to stand out. And Kimberly’s scrubbing with the rag, aided by her roughly pressing into the mat, pounded you more into against the fabric of the mat, and smudged your last remaining visible features into a featureless tan glob. You now, with the exception of your one half-open and barely noticeable eye, had totally disappeared into the uniform tan coloring of the yoga mat.
Leaning back, Kimberly looked over at her daughter. “Hey Maddie, the mat’s all clean and ready for you, if you need it.” She explained as she walked over to the treadmill.
Maddie flashed her a grin as the athletic girl finished her sets of pull-ups. Jumping down from the bar, she threw in a flourish by back-flipping over to her water bottle. “Thanks mom! Perfect timing!”
“No problem.” Kimberly shook her head and laughed at her daughter’s confident display of acrobatics. She hopped up on the treadmill, set the speed to a fast walk, then flipped open a book she’d brought with her into the shed, instantly losing herself in the novel.
As Maddie hydrated herself, the shed door swung open and Cassie walked in. You could barely recognize her through your blurry and unfocused vision, but as soon as you spotted her, you fought with every fragment of power within you to scream out to her for help. But it was no use. Kimberly had done a horrible number on you, and you were practically part of the yoga mat now. You almost needed Cassie’s help at this point to reform. Either that, or many hours left alone and undisturbed.
“Just checkin’ in on you all.” Cassie explained, walking further into the room. She stopped a few feet away from the yoga mat, just barely in your line of sight. “How’s it going?”
“Awesome!” Maddie threw her sister a thumbs-up. “Care to join us?”
“No thanks.” Cassie smiled. “Not today, at any rate. I’m still a bit sore from packing up and moving stuff.”
“Fair enough.” Maddie shrugged, and set down her water bottle, heading over to the yoga mat. “Mom and I might be going at this for a while longer, you don’t have to wait up.”
“I was just stopping by. I’ll head back inside now.” Cassie said, already starting to turn around. As she spoke, Maddie walked into your view, her feet stomping onto the yoga mat on either side of you. Her long, toned legs ran all the way up to her compression shorts, which hugged her like a second skin. Her flesh glistened with a heavy sheen of sweat, a few sticky drops already falling off of her and splashing onto your face and your eye.
At that moment, something deep inside of Cassie stoked a weird feeling in her chest. For some odd reason, she was inexplicably compelled to look down between Maddie’s feet, at the yoga mat she was standing on. The soft, tan mat lie there, ready and waiting to support Maddie for the next hour or so of her exercises, yet Cassie’s gaze settled on one miniscule little spot between her sister’s heels. Amidst the even tan coloring of the mat, was a small discolored dot.
This meant pretty much nothing, of course, and so Cassie disregarded the sight of the dot. It was probably some spilled drink stain, or something along those lines. As Maddie dropped to the ground, her sculpted, shapely rear end slamming onto the mat and burying the weird dot beneath her ass, Cassie shook her head, gave her sister a smile, and turned on her heel, leaving the shed.
Right as she stepped outside, Cassie froze in her tracks. Her stomach was flipping over and over, and her mind was stuck on that dot. That inexplicable dot now buried under her younger sister’s tight butt. Was was this bothering her so much? What did a weird dot matter? This feeling simply would not leave her.
Her sitting exercises continued for over twenty minutes, and by the time she stood up, her butt peeled away from the mat with a sticky “pop”. You were dazed and confused, and looked blearily up at Kimberly. Horror dawned on you as you tried to blink, but couldn’t. Your vision remained hazy and unclear, and it became evident that Kimberly’s intense routine had smeared and reduced your facial features to an almost unrecognizable blur. Now, it was harder than ever before to tell you apart from the tan yoga mat. On top of all of this, you felt less like a sticker and more like an engraining on the fabric of the mat. You’d been thoroughly ground into the mat, and it would take considerable time and potential outside help to reform now.
Vision hindered, you missed yet another coy smile from Kimberly as she looked down at the dirty yoga mat. Stepping away, she refreshed herself with some cool water, before returning with a bottle of freshener spray and a rag. Kneeling down by the mat, she sprayed the cleansing chemical across its surface, then harshly scrubbed with her rag, picking up any traces of sweat and dirt lingering on the mat.
In turn, this action only further cemented your imprisonment. The chemical freshener burned your skin, but not enough to actually cause you to stand out. And Kimberly’s scrubbing with the rag, aided by her roughly pressing into the mat, pounded you more into against the fabric of the mat, and smudged your last remaining visible features into a featureless tan glob. You now, with the exception of your one half-open and barely noticeable eye, had totally disappeared into the uniform tan coloring of the yoga mat.
Leaning back, Kimberly looked over at her daughter. “Hey Maddie, the mat’s all clean and ready for you, if you need it.” She explained as she walked over to the treadmill.
Maddie flashed her a grin as the athletic girl finished her sets of pull-ups. Jumping down from the bar, she threw in a flourish by back-flipping over to her water bottle. “Thanks mom! Perfect timing!”
“No problem.” Kimberly shook her head and laughed at her daughter’s confident display of acrobatics. She hopped up on the treadmill, set the speed to a fast walk, then flipped open a book she’d brought with her into the shed, instantly losing herself in the novel.
As Maddie hydrated herself, the shed door swung open and Cassie walked in. You could barely recognize her through your blurry and unfocused vision, but as soon as you spotted her, you fought with every fragment of power within you to scream out to her for help. But it was no use. Kimberly had done a horrible number on you, and you were practically part of the yoga mat now. You almost needed Cassie’s help at this point to reform. Either that, or many hours left alone and undisturbed.
“Just checkin’ in on you all.” Cassie explained, walking further into the room. She stopped a few feet away from the yoga mat, just barely in your line of sight. “How’s it going?”
“Awesome!” Maddie threw her sister a thumbs-up. “Care to join us?”
“No thanks.” Cassie smiled. “Not today, at any rate. I’m still a bit sore from packing up and moving stuff.”
“Fair enough.” Maddie shrugged, and set down her water bottle, heading over to the yoga mat. “Mom and I might be going at this for a while longer, you don’t have to wait up.”
“I was just stopping by. I’ll head back inside now.” Cassie said, already starting to turn around. As she spoke, Maddie walked into your view, her feet stomping onto the yoga mat on either side of you. Her long, toned legs ran all the way up to her compression shorts, which hugged her like a second skin. Her flesh glistened with a heavy sheen of sweat, a few sticky drops already falling off of her and splashing onto your face and your eye.
At that moment, something deep inside of Cassie stoked a weird feeling in her chest. For some odd reason, she was inexplicably compelled to look down between Maddie’s feet, at the yoga mat she was standing on. The soft, tan mat lie there, ready and waiting to support Maddie for the next hour or so of her exercises, yet Cassie’s gaze settled on one miniscule little spot between her sister’s heels. Amidst the even tan coloring of the mat, was a small discolored dot.
This meant pretty much nothing, of course, and so Cassie disregarded the sight of the dot. It was probably some spilled drink stain, or something along those lines. As Maddie dropped to the ground, her sculpted, shapely rear end slamming onto the mat and burying the weird dot beneath her ass, Cassie shook her head, gave her sister a smile, and turned on her heel, leaving the shed.
Right as she stepped outside, Cassie froze in her tracks. Her stomach was flipping over and over, and her mind was stuck on that dot. That inexplicable dot now buried under her younger sister’s tight butt. Was was this bothering her so much? What did a weird dot matter? This feeling simply would not leave her.
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