Aoi's Antics
A Shrunken Roommate (Re-upload)
chapter 6
by
Bobob1
“We’re going to start with a few standard standing exercises. Get the blood flowing in our arms a bit.” Morgan explained to the class, then effortlessly switched into holding her arms by her chest and twisting her torso side-to-side. Her motions were slow but deliberate, stretching her muscles nicely while also serving as any easy example for everyone in the class to follow.
You mirrored your giantess co-teacher’s display without a problem, and you could only hope the rest of the class would be this easy. As it was, only the first row of girls actually paid you any mind, and even then, Aoi was the only girl to stare at you consistently, her attention seemingly unable to lock onto anything but you. You faltered a bit, under her flirtatiously predatory gaze, but kept up with Morgan’s pace, determined not to fail at your first ever class.
Morgan moved on to arm windmills and shoulder stretches, with you and the rest of the class following suit. One of the girls even asked if some light music could be turned on, and after Morgan agreed, soft peppy rock music filtered through the room, helping everyone to get into the mood. You would’ve considered it fun if it wasn’t for Aoi’s continual sultry winks. Truthfully though, it was pretty much heaven, guiding a group of curvaceous beauties through their exercise routines. You couldn’t complain TOO much.
After a good ten minutes or so, Morgan clapped her hands to draw everyone’s attention. “Alright, great job so far, ladies! This is awesome, isn’t it?” Morgan clenched her fist excitedly, earning a few smiles and laughs from the class. It was hard for anyone to resist being drawn up into Morgan’s whirlwind of excitement and passion for exercise. “Time for some stretches for our legs, and then the crazy stuff will come next!”
Morgan, without hesitation, plopped down onto her yoga mat, firm buttocks clapping onto the ground. She wasn’t that close to hitting you, but the sight still chilled your blood, and your legs wobbled from the vibrations of her impact. Of course, you straight up fell onto your back as the other giantesses in the class sat down at once, their combined weight hitting the floor causing a veritable earthquake from your perspective.
Picking yourself up, you caught the eye of Aoi, who was looking at you with a grin, clearly amused by seeing you topple over. Worse still, as Morgan stretched her legs out in front of her to set the example for the class, Aoi did so as well. In a flash, her right foot kicked out towards you, stopping right before coming into contact with your body. You flinched and let out a tiny, almost inaudible cry, and were left with the black-haired girl’s foot hanging precariously over you.
You were just about to crawl back to a safe distance when Morgan spoke up, momentarily distracting you. “Alright, let’s start with some simple stretches. Lean forward and touch your toes, if you can. Some of you more endowed girls might not make it, but any amount of stretching helps.” This statement caused a bit of embarrassed blushing from the aforementioned top-heavy students, but everyone still followed along to the best of their ability.
Despite being quite abundantly blessed in the chest department herself, Aoi demonstrated unfathomable flexibility by easily leaning all the way forward, bending her back to touch her toes with ease. As she did so, she peered down at you, her smug grin only growing in size as she noticed your horribly failed attempts to avert your gaze from the abyss of her cleavage. Truly, her breasts looked fit to pop right out of her size-too-small top from the simple movements of her leaning forward.
Distracted by Aoi, you missed a girl a little ways to your left, also in the front row, who was visibly struggling with keeping up with Morgan. She’d been one of the girls Morgan had been speaking to earlier, and her astronomically gargantuan breasts were comical in scale, and utterly hindering her movements. Thankfully, Morgan caught sight of her struggle, but you mentally chastised yourself for letting Aoi distract you from your job.
“Hey, it’s alright.” Morgan said to the girl, focusing all her attention on her. “Easy, slow movements. I know it can be tricky.” Morgan’s tone was soft and soothing, full of encouragement, and the girl (who had looked fit to cry any moment), blushed and gave Morgan a grateful smile.
While this was going on, mischievous thoughts were spiraling around in Aoi’s head, and seeing Morgan totally absorbed in helping the other girl, she sprang at her golden opportunity. Tilting her foot ever-so-slightly, she was able to press against your head, nearly knocking you off balance. Before you could cry out, Aoi’s bare toes wiggled and lashed out, scrunching your head tightly into a viper-like embrace.
Barely able to keep her smile hidden, Aoi methodically massaged her toes against your head, crumpling up your squishy body more and more into the crevices of her toes. You fought fiercely against the busty Asian giantesses unexpected attack, but your pitiful slaps against her soft flesh were futile. Soon, she’d bundled your body into a lump, tucked away under her clenched toes and totally hidden from sight.
No less than a second later, Morgan drew her attention back to the class at large, sparing a smile to Aoi (who in turn grinned innocently at her teacher), and then Morgan finished her reps of toe touching. Utterly oblivious to what had occurred, her exercise-focused brain kept her from remembering you, as it instead devoted all of her mental power to running this class perfectly and helping everyone out. You were the least of her concerns.
Morgan cleared her throat. “Alright, girls! One more quick stretch for our backs. Tuck your legs underneath yourselves and sit back on your feet. Then, we’ll be leaning forward to try and touch our heads to the yoga mats. Only a few reps of this!” Morgan gave her class a confident thumbs up and then demonstrated the pose. The endowed class members frowned a bit, but followed instructions best they could.
The flexible girls took eagerly to this stretch, Aoi included. In fact, Aoi was riding on cloud nine, hardly able to believe her luck in landing such a perfect routine. The stars had aligned in such a way that playtime with the adorable tiny teacher she’d just snatched off the floor was going to be oh-so-much fun!
Lightning fast, Aoi tucked her legs under herself in a kneeling pose, and unfurled her toes. Your mangled body was given only seconds to unfurl a bit from the release of pressure. Spots of dirt and a thing layer of sweat had already rubbed off onto you, and you blinked rapidly to clear your vision. Facing up to the ceiling while lying on Aoi’s foot, you caught a brief glimpse of her gorgeous face displaying a full grin of mischief, before the flirtatious giantess sat back onto her feet…and onto you.
Her thick, meaty ass filled your entire vision as she sat, deeply tanned flesh nearly on full display as her ludicrously immodest booty shorts had wedged up into her butt crack. With the weight of a meteor from the heavens, Aoi’s plump booty crashed down onto her feet, and right onto your defenseless body. Offering no resistance, your malleable form squelched under her, flattening out into a paper-thin disc against the girl’s exposed left cheek.
Aoi bit her lip softly as she sat back on her feet, just barely hearing the sound of you squishing to her ass, but also knowing no one else in the class could hear it. She had you all to herself, and she was going to savor every moment she had with the hottie tiny she’d landed as a teacher. Already, her mind was swirling with ideas for how to sneak you back home with her for more fun times.
The kneeling and bending forward exercise only lasted three minutes or so in total, but it felt like an eternity with Aoi’s immense weight crushing down on you the entire time. Each passing second stuck you more and more to her bare flesh, especially as her continued stretching brought on a fresh layer of sticky sweat to her smooth skin. Smushed face first into her butt, you stuck to her like glue, and began to wonder how hard it’d be to get free once given the chance.
Sadly, your heart shattered into pieces a moment later, as through a veil of muffled noises, you just barely picked up Morgan declaring, “Okay, class! Legs back out front, we’re moving onto sit-ups!” Your eyes widened and your blood ran cold, and you could’ve sworn you heard your current captor let out a quiet, pleased chuckle.
Sure enough, seconds later and Aoi unfurled her legs and stretched them out in front of her, while simultaneously allowing her bodacious buttocks to clap down onto the yoga mat. If you’d been crushed before, this was three times as hellish. Your body screamed in discomfort as Aoi’s plush cheeks squashed into the yoga mat, spreading out from the pressure, and conformed around your body like a vice. The heat and sweat doubled, and you began sticking to her skin twice as fast. Now, no sounds could be heard from outside this booty prison.
Worse, as soon as Aoi began her sit-ups, her ass gradually ground against the yoga mat in a methodical back and forth motion. Each sit-up scraped her cheeks against you, smearing you into her doughy ass cheek. You felt your body begin to lose its consistency as you were forcefully ironed onto the Asian giantess’ prodigious derriere. You were quickly reduced to not more than sticker on her butt, and if your predicament continued, you’d be a simple little tattoo on her flesh before long.
You mirrored your giantess co-teacher’s display without a problem, and you could only hope the rest of the class would be this easy. As it was, only the first row of girls actually paid you any mind, and even then, Aoi was the only girl to stare at you consistently, her attention seemingly unable to lock onto anything but you. You faltered a bit, under her flirtatiously predatory gaze, but kept up with Morgan’s pace, determined not to fail at your first ever class.
Morgan moved on to arm windmills and shoulder stretches, with you and the rest of the class following suit. One of the girls even asked if some light music could be turned on, and after Morgan agreed, soft peppy rock music filtered through the room, helping everyone to get into the mood. You would’ve considered it fun if it wasn’t for Aoi’s continual sultry winks. Truthfully though, it was pretty much heaven, guiding a group of curvaceous beauties through their exercise routines. You couldn’t complain TOO much.
After a good ten minutes or so, Morgan clapped her hands to draw everyone’s attention. “Alright, great job so far, ladies! This is awesome, isn’t it?” Morgan clenched her fist excitedly, earning a few smiles and laughs from the class. It was hard for anyone to resist being drawn up into Morgan’s whirlwind of excitement and passion for exercise. “Time for some stretches for our legs, and then the crazy stuff will come next!”
Morgan, without hesitation, plopped down onto her yoga mat, firm buttocks clapping onto the ground. She wasn’t that close to hitting you, but the sight still chilled your blood, and your legs wobbled from the vibrations of her impact. Of course, you straight up fell onto your back as the other giantesses in the class sat down at once, their combined weight hitting the floor causing a veritable earthquake from your perspective.
Picking yourself up, you caught the eye of Aoi, who was looking at you with a grin, clearly amused by seeing you topple over. Worse still, as Morgan stretched her legs out in front of her to set the example for the class, Aoi did so as well. In a flash, her right foot kicked out towards you, stopping right before coming into contact with your body. You flinched and let out a tiny, almost inaudible cry, and were left with the black-haired girl’s foot hanging precariously over you.
You were just about to crawl back to a safe distance when Morgan spoke up, momentarily distracting you. “Alright, let’s start with some simple stretches. Lean forward and touch your toes, if you can. Some of you more endowed girls might not make it, but any amount of stretching helps.” This statement caused a bit of embarrassed blushing from the aforementioned top-heavy students, but everyone still followed along to the best of their ability.
Despite being quite abundantly blessed in the chest department herself, Aoi demonstrated unfathomable flexibility by easily leaning all the way forward, bending her back to touch her toes with ease. As she did so, she peered down at you, her smug grin only growing in size as she noticed your horribly failed attempts to avert your gaze from the abyss of her cleavage. Truly, her breasts looked fit to pop right out of her size-too-small top from the simple movements of her leaning forward.
Distracted by Aoi, you missed a girl a little ways to your left, also in the front row, who was visibly struggling with keeping up with Morgan. She’d been one of the girls Morgan had been speaking to earlier, and her astronomically gargantuan breasts were comical in scale, and utterly hindering her movements. Thankfully, Morgan caught sight of her struggle, but you mentally chastised yourself for letting Aoi distract you from your job.
“Hey, it’s alright.” Morgan said to the girl, focusing all her attention on her. “Easy, slow movements. I know it can be tricky.” Morgan’s tone was soft and soothing, full of encouragement, and the girl (who had looked fit to cry any moment), blushed and gave Morgan a grateful smile.
While this was going on, mischievous thoughts were spiraling around in Aoi’s head, and seeing Morgan totally absorbed in helping the other girl, she sprang at her golden opportunity. Tilting her foot ever-so-slightly, she was able to press against your head, nearly knocking you off balance. Before you could cry out, Aoi’s bare toes wiggled and lashed out, scrunching your head tightly into a viper-like embrace.
Barely able to keep her smile hidden, Aoi methodically massaged her toes against your head, crumpling up your squishy body more and more into the crevices of her toes. You fought fiercely against the busty Asian giantesses unexpected attack, but your pitiful slaps against her soft flesh were futile. Soon, she’d bundled your body into a lump, tucked away under her clenched toes and totally hidden from sight.
No less than a second later, Morgan drew her attention back to the class at large, sparing a smile to Aoi (who in turn grinned innocently at her teacher), and then Morgan finished her reps of toe touching. Utterly oblivious to what had occurred, her exercise-focused brain kept her from remembering you, as it instead devoted all of her mental power to running this class perfectly and helping everyone out. You were the least of her concerns.
Morgan cleared her throat. “Alright, girls! One more quick stretch for our backs. Tuck your legs underneath yourselves and sit back on your feet. Then, we’ll be leaning forward to try and touch our heads to the yoga mats. Only a few reps of this!” Morgan gave her class a confident thumbs up and then demonstrated the pose. The endowed class members frowned a bit, but followed instructions best they could.
The flexible girls took eagerly to this stretch, Aoi included. In fact, Aoi was riding on cloud nine, hardly able to believe her luck in landing such a perfect routine. The stars had aligned in such a way that playtime with the adorable tiny teacher she’d just snatched off the floor was going to be oh-so-much fun!
Lightning fast, Aoi tucked her legs under herself in a kneeling pose, and unfurled her toes. Your mangled body was given only seconds to unfurl a bit from the release of pressure. Spots of dirt and a thing layer of sweat had already rubbed off onto you, and you blinked rapidly to clear your vision. Facing up to the ceiling while lying on Aoi’s foot, you caught a brief glimpse of her gorgeous face displaying a full grin of mischief, before the flirtatious giantess sat back onto her feet…and onto you.
Her thick, meaty ass filled your entire vision as she sat, deeply tanned flesh nearly on full display as her ludicrously immodest booty shorts had wedged up into her butt crack. With the weight of a meteor from the heavens, Aoi’s plump booty crashed down onto her feet, and right onto your defenseless body. Offering no resistance, your malleable form squelched under her, flattening out into a paper-thin disc against the girl’s exposed left cheek.
Aoi bit her lip softly as she sat back on her feet, just barely hearing the sound of you squishing to her ass, but also knowing no one else in the class could hear it. She had you all to herself, and she was going to savor every moment she had with the hottie tiny she’d landed as a teacher. Already, her mind was swirling with ideas for how to sneak you back home with her for more fun times.
The kneeling and bending forward exercise only lasted three minutes or so in total, but it felt like an eternity with Aoi’s immense weight crushing down on you the entire time. Each passing second stuck you more and more to her bare flesh, especially as her continued stretching brought on a fresh layer of sticky sweat to her smooth skin. Smushed face first into her butt, you stuck to her like glue, and began to wonder how hard it’d be to get free once given the chance.
Sadly, your heart shattered into pieces a moment later, as through a veil of muffled noises, you just barely picked up Morgan declaring, “Okay, class! Legs back out front, we’re moving onto sit-ups!” Your eyes widened and your blood ran cold, and you could’ve sworn you heard your current captor let out a quiet, pleased chuckle.
Sure enough, seconds later and Aoi unfurled her legs and stretched them out in front of her, while simultaneously allowing her bodacious buttocks to clap down onto the yoga mat. If you’d been crushed before, this was three times as hellish. Your body screamed in discomfort as Aoi’s plush cheeks squashed into the yoga mat, spreading out from the pressure, and conformed around your body like a vice. The heat and sweat doubled, and you began sticking to her skin twice as fast. Now, no sounds could be heard from outside this booty prison.
Worse, as soon as Aoi began her sit-ups, her ass gradually ground against the yoga mat in a methodical back and forth motion. Each sit-up scraped her cheeks against you, smearing you into her doughy ass cheek. You felt your body begin to lose its consistency as you were forcefully ironed onto the Asian giantess’ prodigious derriere. You were quickly reduced to not more than sticker on her butt, and if your predicament continued, you’d be a simple little tattoo on her flesh before long.
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April 23, 2025
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