Second-Hand Gym Membership
One Foot Tall Fiancé
chapter 22
by
copier
· original author:
azazel8
Just when you thought you were going to be left behind, perhaps even given the chance to reform, Maddie doubled back and your vision was filled by her descending hand as she reached down to grab you, pulling you free with a muttered comment that she shouldn’t forget her towel. Your blood ran cold as warm flesh clamped around you, and you tried desperately to struggle. Unfortunately what tiny movements you could make went unnoticed, dismissed as mere shifting from accumulated momentum as the 22 year old slung your form over her left shoulder and quickened her pace.
The squished remains of your head were positions against the brunette’s shoulder-blade, looking backwards as the bag and bench drew further away. Below, the bouncing mass of Maddie’s rear drew your gaze, and you shuddered internally at the memory of what it had done to you, even as you couldn’t help but take note of its pleasing shape. A distant shout from above heralded a light job and you found yourself slapping repeatedly against the muscles of Maddie’s back, as your other half fluttered against her breasts. For a short moment the movement stopped, but then you suddenly found yourself grasped in a strong grip and slung through the air before slapping down on a solid surface. The blow disoriented you momentarily, and you groaned in pain as you blinked upwards.
Regrettably, you had just enough time to realise you had been dumped on some form of seat, and that your face was positioned somewhere near the middle before the rear you feared fell upon you once more, introducing itself to you for the second day in a row. While Maddie’s firm booty was not as sweaty as it had been yesterday, the surface beneath you was far less forgiving than the squishy yoga mat that had previously tried to absorb you, and you could feel yourself already painfully conforming to its contours as the heavy weight pressed down on you. Memorises flickers to life, of days spent at your neighbour Jolene’s gym during your youth, where you’d more often than not spent time as part of the equipment, and you realised where you were a mere second before the ass above you shifted into motion. Powerful cheeks began to move side-to-side as Maddie began to pedal, unaware that she was using her sister’s fiancé as extra padding for her exercise bike, your vulnerable form powerless once against as her derriere began to mould you for her comfort.
You’d be lying if you said it was the first time you’d experienced something like this, having served as extra padding for your mom, your aunt Tara and even Jolene herself on multiple occasions, not to mention any number of incident with other girls, both intentional and otherwise, but you never could get used to such torment. At first you were primarily dealing with the weight and heat of the moving cheeks as they slid painfully across you, your futile attempts to scream smothered beneath the overwhelming mass. But soon enough sweat began to leak into you as well, gradually turning you into a sodden mess as the massive butt overpowered you completely, squishing and squeezing your form with every grinding movement. You were given a momentary reprieve as Maddie lifted herself from the seat to pedal harder, though sweat continued to drip down on you and you were left looking up in helpless terror as you watched the brunette’s toned cheeks consuming her unfortunate compression shorts, knowing that they would soon descend to crush you once more.
Oblivious to your torment, Maddie shot a confident grin at Aria as she worked to outpace the curvier girl on her own bike, though she faltered a little as her Brazilian friend countered with a flirty wink, breaking eye contact and dropping back into her seat with a faint blush. There was a small squish noise as she dropped down but she paid it no heed, assuming it was just some sweat being wrung from her towel. To her other side, Ha-neul was speeding up as well, the three of them engaging in their usual competition as they all powered forward. A glance at the shorter woman’s screen told her she’d fallen behind now and sped up her pace to close the gap, thankful at least that the topic had finally moved away from Jake and her unfortunate interactions with him the day before.
It really was shame the two of you had had such terrible misfortune together. Before you’d become caught up in her workup, Maddie had been thinking of asking you and Cassie to come watch her next big game, feeling the odd need to impress her future brother-in-law. Maybe it was just that she wanted to remain a part of her sister’s life and knew that growing closer to you would help. Maybe it was just her usual competitiveness wanting to exert her physical superiority. Or… maybe she just thought the little guy was cute and wanted him to like her. Really, even Maddie didn’t actually know.
After thirty minutes of being pounded into mush, the brunette finally peeled herself from the bike, her pants momentarily seeming as if they intended to bring you along before eventually leaving you behind. Your squished form was left nearly ironed onto the bike seat, darkened by sweat and so twisted and stretched as to remove any sign of you that might have remained. For a moment you felt relief, but it was quickly lost as Maddie picked you up and violently wrung you out, before running you over her sweaty flesh once more, reacquainting you with the experience of being used as her sweat rag. At least in public she spent less time on her chest and butt and didn’t remove her clothes to clean beneath, but that was small comfort as her sweat poured into every inch of you.
Sadly, even after soaking up another wave of your future sister-in-law’s sweat your day was far from over as Maddie started to move towards the weight machines only to be stopped by an equally sweaty Aria with a small smile on her lips. “Hey, don’t suppose I could borrow that towel. I left mine at home.” Inside your head you screamed no, silently begging not to be handed over to this curvy nightmare, but there was nothing you could do as you were handed over with little more than an exaggerated eyeroll. You barely got a chance to see where you were going before being plunged face-first into the Brazilian girl’s damp armpits. “Thanks. Weird to think that you used that little guy just like this huh? Still, I bet he must have enjoyed drinking you. I know I definitely would.”
Spluttering, Maddie stalked off without another word and Aria laughed as she ran you over the exposed portions of her breasts and butt, barely covered by her immodest workout gear. As you suffered through another layer of sweat and grime, the bodacious girl couldn’t help but smile at the pleasant feeling of your squishy flesh soaking up her excess liquids. It wouldn’t be the first time someone had noted your particularly absorbent qualities. She briefly considered taking you for herself, working out some excuse, but was interrupted by a tap on the shoulder and a pointed look, sighing thematically before handing you over to an expectant Ha-neul for a third round of cleaning.
By the time the two made it back over to Maddie, now seated at one of the gym’s many weight machines, you were being scrubbed against Ha-neul’s toned stomach, more to scratch an itch than anything else. By now you were so thoroughly soaked with the three’s collective sweat that you almost felt like you were more sweat than man, a state only slightly alleviated as the Korean girl’s strong hands wrung you out once more. You gazed up through a bleary eye, but no-one was looking at you, the discussion above limited to your full-sized companions. A mumbled apology was offered for the state you had been left in, but it was merely directed towards your supposed owner before you were dropped in her lap, draped across heated thighs as you tried not to think what lay beneath.
What followed was another hour of use as the three girls made their way progressively through the various machines the gym had to offer. You spent most of your time hanging around Maddie’s neck, stewing in the collective sweat and grime of your tormentors, while your limp ends were constantly brushing against the brunette’s heaving chest. Periodically you were removed from your perch for another round of sweat absorption, become intimately familiar with the bodies of all three. You’d been plunged deep into Aria’s expansive cleavage, flossed between each of Ha-neul’s toes, and given such an intimate tour of Maddie’s pits that you were fairly sure you could draw them blindfolded.
Cool-down stretches on the mats should have been your chance to rest, though it didn’t feel like it when you were left in a sweaty heap next to a pile of discarded footwear, the particularly noxious odour wafting from Ha-neul’s sneakers nearly making you retch. You tried desperately to reform, but the dried sweat clinging to you made that impossible, and you could only watch and listen as the friends discussed what they were going to do next. There was talk of a friendly game of basketball being organised at their college, and of a gathering at the local pool with Aria’s family, though there was also talk of calling it a day, particularly by Maddie, who wanted to spend more time with her sister and her fiancé since they wouldn’t be visiting forever. As she finished her final stretch, you found yourself picked up once more by your would-be sister-in-law, slung back across her shoulder to splat against the toned muscles of her back, as she looked back to her friends and noted…
The squished remains of your head were positions against the brunette’s shoulder-blade, looking backwards as the bag and bench drew further away. Below, the bouncing mass of Maddie’s rear drew your gaze, and you shuddered internally at the memory of what it had done to you, even as you couldn’t help but take note of its pleasing shape. A distant shout from above heralded a light job and you found yourself slapping repeatedly against the muscles of Maddie’s back, as your other half fluttered against her breasts. For a short moment the movement stopped, but then you suddenly found yourself grasped in a strong grip and slung through the air before slapping down on a solid surface. The blow disoriented you momentarily, and you groaned in pain as you blinked upwards.
Regrettably, you had just enough time to realise you had been dumped on some form of seat, and that your face was positioned somewhere near the middle before the rear you feared fell upon you once more, introducing itself to you for the second day in a row. While Maddie’s firm booty was not as sweaty as it had been yesterday, the surface beneath you was far less forgiving than the squishy yoga mat that had previously tried to absorb you, and you could feel yourself already painfully conforming to its contours as the heavy weight pressed down on you. Memorises flickers to life, of days spent at your neighbour Jolene’s gym during your youth, where you’d more often than not spent time as part of the equipment, and you realised where you were a mere second before the ass above you shifted into motion. Powerful cheeks began to move side-to-side as Maddie began to pedal, unaware that she was using her sister’s fiancé as extra padding for her exercise bike, your vulnerable form powerless once against as her derriere began to mould you for her comfort.
You’d be lying if you said it was the first time you’d experienced something like this, having served as extra padding for your mom, your aunt Tara and even Jolene herself on multiple occasions, not to mention any number of incident with other girls, both intentional and otherwise, but you never could get used to such torment. At first you were primarily dealing with the weight and heat of the moving cheeks as they slid painfully across you, your futile attempts to scream smothered beneath the overwhelming mass. But soon enough sweat began to leak into you as well, gradually turning you into a sodden mess as the massive butt overpowered you completely, squishing and squeezing your form with every grinding movement. You were given a momentary reprieve as Maddie lifted herself from the seat to pedal harder, though sweat continued to drip down on you and you were left looking up in helpless terror as you watched the brunette’s toned cheeks consuming her unfortunate compression shorts, knowing that they would soon descend to crush you once more.
Oblivious to your torment, Maddie shot a confident grin at Aria as she worked to outpace the curvier girl on her own bike, though she faltered a little as her Brazilian friend countered with a flirty wink, breaking eye contact and dropping back into her seat with a faint blush. There was a small squish noise as she dropped down but she paid it no heed, assuming it was just some sweat being wrung from her towel. To her other side, Ha-neul was speeding up as well, the three of them engaging in their usual competition as they all powered forward. A glance at the shorter woman’s screen told her she’d fallen behind now and sped up her pace to close the gap, thankful at least that the topic had finally moved away from Jake and her unfortunate interactions with him the day before.
It really was shame the two of you had had such terrible misfortune together. Before you’d become caught up in her workup, Maddie had been thinking of asking you and Cassie to come watch her next big game, feeling the odd need to impress her future brother-in-law. Maybe it was just that she wanted to remain a part of her sister’s life and knew that growing closer to you would help. Maybe it was just her usual competitiveness wanting to exert her physical superiority. Or… maybe she just thought the little guy was cute and wanted him to like her. Really, even Maddie didn’t actually know.
After thirty minutes of being pounded into mush, the brunette finally peeled herself from the bike, her pants momentarily seeming as if they intended to bring you along before eventually leaving you behind. Your squished form was left nearly ironed onto the bike seat, darkened by sweat and so twisted and stretched as to remove any sign of you that might have remained. For a moment you felt relief, but it was quickly lost as Maddie picked you up and violently wrung you out, before running you over her sweaty flesh once more, reacquainting you with the experience of being used as her sweat rag. At least in public she spent less time on her chest and butt and didn’t remove her clothes to clean beneath, but that was small comfort as her sweat poured into every inch of you.
Sadly, even after soaking up another wave of your future sister-in-law’s sweat your day was far from over as Maddie started to move towards the weight machines only to be stopped by an equally sweaty Aria with a small smile on her lips. “Hey, don’t suppose I could borrow that towel. I left mine at home.” Inside your head you screamed no, silently begging not to be handed over to this curvy nightmare, but there was nothing you could do as you were handed over with little more than an exaggerated eyeroll. You barely got a chance to see where you were going before being plunged face-first into the Brazilian girl’s damp armpits. “Thanks. Weird to think that you used that little guy just like this huh? Still, I bet he must have enjoyed drinking you. I know I definitely would.”
Spluttering, Maddie stalked off without another word and Aria laughed as she ran you over the exposed portions of her breasts and butt, barely covered by her immodest workout gear. As you suffered through another layer of sweat and grime, the bodacious girl couldn’t help but smile at the pleasant feeling of your squishy flesh soaking up her excess liquids. It wouldn’t be the first time someone had noted your particularly absorbent qualities. She briefly considered taking you for herself, working out some excuse, but was interrupted by a tap on the shoulder and a pointed look, sighing thematically before handing you over to an expectant Ha-neul for a third round of cleaning.
By the time the two made it back over to Maddie, now seated at one of the gym’s many weight machines, you were being scrubbed against Ha-neul’s toned stomach, more to scratch an itch than anything else. By now you were so thoroughly soaked with the three’s collective sweat that you almost felt like you were more sweat than man, a state only slightly alleviated as the Korean girl’s strong hands wrung you out once more. You gazed up through a bleary eye, but no-one was looking at you, the discussion above limited to your full-sized companions. A mumbled apology was offered for the state you had been left in, but it was merely directed towards your supposed owner before you were dropped in her lap, draped across heated thighs as you tried not to think what lay beneath.
What followed was another hour of use as the three girls made their way progressively through the various machines the gym had to offer. You spent most of your time hanging around Maddie’s neck, stewing in the collective sweat and grime of your tormentors, while your limp ends were constantly brushing against the brunette’s heaving chest. Periodically you were removed from your perch for another round of sweat absorption, become intimately familiar with the bodies of all three. You’d been plunged deep into Aria’s expansive cleavage, flossed between each of Ha-neul’s toes, and given such an intimate tour of Maddie’s pits that you were fairly sure you could draw them blindfolded.
Cool-down stretches on the mats should have been your chance to rest, though it didn’t feel like it when you were left in a sweaty heap next to a pile of discarded footwear, the particularly noxious odour wafting from Ha-neul’s sneakers nearly making you retch. You tried desperately to reform, but the dried sweat clinging to you made that impossible, and you could only watch and listen as the friends discussed what they were going to do next. There was talk of a friendly game of basketball being organised at their college, and of a gathering at the local pool with Aria’s family, though there was also talk of calling it a day, particularly by Maddie, who wanted to spend more time with her sister and her fiancé since they wouldn’t be visiting forever. As she finished her final stretch, you found yourself picked up once more by your would-be sister-in-law, slung back across her shoulder to splat against the toned muscles of her back, as she looked back to her friends and noted…
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