two versus one gym rivalry
Tiny Tutor (Re-Upload)
chapter 9
by
copier
· original author:
kentwolf
As you stared motionless at your reflection in the mirror, you felt a cold dread wash through your stretched out flattened body. You had shrunk through the night, but were still far from reformed. Laying half under your mother’s sports bra, you looked practically identical to the compression shorts that she had shown you the night before. Then as the dread reached sub-zero temperatures in your veins, you recalled your mother talking about her planned trip to the gym to exercise with her rival Eva. You knew this meant multiple things, you were likely about to be worn by your mother again, your mother was going to be sweating inside you and worst of all, will likely be trying to outdo Eva and therefore, will push herself harder and put you through a lot more strain.
In vain, you tried to rip your tongue free from where it was glued over the crotch area, wanting to cry out, scream or even a weak gurgle that might get her attention before the worst happened, but the glue held firm and you held silent. No matter how hard you strained, you couldn’t move your stretched out, tortured body as you saw your mother reach towards the pile of clothing to get dressed, clearly deciding that she would shower after her workout at the gym.
You tried to squirm as her hands gripped your lip waistband, lowering you down as she slid her left foot into your stretched out asshole, before following with the right sliding into your dick hole. As she tugged you up, her legs stretched out your tormented holes wider as they slid up her flesh, squeezing tightly as your eyes watered from the pain. With your vision upside down you felt like you were falling as she pulled you up, but soon were squeezed tight around her hips, ass and crotch. Shannon casually smoothed you out over her thighs and ass, tugging almost constantly to try to get rid of the camel toe. Unlike the real pair, your tormented body relented and you soon fit her perfectly, still far too tight, but not so tight as to convince her to remove you and wear something else.
As before, you could taste everything, which was a bit more stale than the day before due to the lack of a clean today, but as a living pair of shorts, you couldn’t voice your complaints as she had already moved on to slipping into the matching sports bra. You saw your upside down form in the mirror, seeing your body turning pink where you were stretched the most and could barely see your own eyes while actively looking for them, it might take a while to get noticed by even your keen eyed sister.
Once she was dressed, your vision bounced about as she began to walk, before being smothered back to darkness as she sat in the car to drive to the gym. You felt the tight stretching with every shift of her body, each movement of her leg muscles inside you causing twinges of pain through your stretched out parts.
When you get to the gym, you stare helplessly at the other people your mother passes, trying to give them pleading looks, but either they don’t look at all, or are totally focused on the ass you contain to notice your barely visible eyes. The cool air conditioning of the locker room feels much nicer after the smothering warmth under your mom in the car, Shannon putting her bag in a locker and tucking the key down her tight cleavage. As you are facing the doorway, you spot Eva entering before Shannon does, though as she turns you are turned to watch a couple of women getting out of the shower stalls and wrapping themselves in soft, fluffy towels.
“Glad to see you made it,” you heard Eva say casually as she tossed her bag in a nearby locker with a bang and closed the door.
“Of course, it was nice of you to invite me.” Your mother replied, but you felt her tense up slightly, already rearing to prove herself in front of Eva, you rolled your tiny eyes at her pointless competitiveness that you were forced to partake in.
The two women chatted briefly, before all three of you began to head into the gym area together as your sensation of dread returns in full. The exercises start light, some warm up stretches, which is unfortunately torture for you as you are stretched tighter with every stretch your mom does, staring upwards as she bends over to touch her toes, wondering when this nightmare will be over so you can get back to trying to reform.
Once they got on the treadmill, you were in a constant state of jiggling, your vision vibrating so much it made you want to puke, while your mother kept inching up the speed and incline, as Eva was doing the same, both trying to go slightly further than the other. It wasn’t long before you began to feel and unfortunately, taste Shannon’s sweat as she began to get warm from pushing herself on the machine. It soaked into your tongue and all over every inch of you that was squeezed against your mother. This meant you kept her clean, while feeling very dirty yourself.
Once they were done on the treadmills, they began rowing on the rowing machine. Shannon leaning back and forth as she worked, her weight on your lower half crushing back and forth over and over as the women moved faster and faster to try to outpace the other. You felt like this competition was going to kill you at this rate.
Each drop of sweat your mother produces on her lower half, your stupid body sucks up greedily, against your will. Some sweat drips down her back and into your eyes, causing them to sting before you suck that into yourself also.
No matter what machine the pair move to, each try to outdo the other and you suffer for it. Constantly stretched out, tasting the stale, salty taste of your mother’s sweaty body, you were soaked through, though from the outside you looked dry and clean as ever, so did your matching bra, though you didn’t know it. Evas workout clothing was drenched in sweat, but she saw Shannon’s still looked amazing, despite the glistening sheet of perspiration all over the woman’s exposed areas. She was jealous of whatever fabric that material was.
Your eyes stung from the salty sweat and your entire body ached from the stretching, though your mind couldn’t keep up and you began to go into a dissociative daze of sorts, barely aware of what was happening. It was too much going on all at once, your mind couldn’t keep track of it all. All you knew was, your mother was not going to stop until Eva did, even if her body was on the verge of collapse, which meant you had to continue to be her compression shorts. You wondered faintly if perhaps you always had been her shorts and just thought you were a person, but that was silly, it was the pain and pressure taking its toll, of course you were a person, even if you were being treated like an object.
Eventually, all bad things come to an end and they both admitted they were done for the day, practically in unison as they half stumbled on jelly legs back to the locker rooms. Shannon peeled your tight body off of her sweaty flesh and tossed you onto the bench alongside your bra half, before grabbing her bag out the locker, grabbing her toiletries and heading into a shower stall to clean. Eva doing the same, while you lay there in a soggy daze, glad to finally be done with the whole thing.
Eva finished her shower first and began to put her dirty gym clothes in her bag, before glancing over at you. You didn’t like the glint in her eye or the slight twitch of a smirk on her lips as she glanced at you and your mother’s gym bag for a moment. Whatever she was considering was likely not good for you.
*She disregards whatever she was thinking, packing up her things and Shannon comes back and stuffs you away with the rest of the sweaty gym clothes, hopefully you can reform before being thrown in the wash.
*Eva quickly stuffs you and the sports bra into her bag and leaves before your mother comes out of the shower, deciding she will disguise you at home and keep you for herself as a nicer set for the gym.
*Eva takes you and the bra for herself, but also takes your mothers gym bag and leaves, leaving your mother nothing to wear just to mess with her, as well as cover up that she wanted the gym wear specifically.
*Eva spots your faint eyes and realises that the material is you, decides to ask your mother why she is wearing her son to the gym.
In vain, you tried to rip your tongue free from where it was glued over the crotch area, wanting to cry out, scream or even a weak gurgle that might get her attention before the worst happened, but the glue held firm and you held silent. No matter how hard you strained, you couldn’t move your stretched out, tortured body as you saw your mother reach towards the pile of clothing to get dressed, clearly deciding that she would shower after her workout at the gym.
You tried to squirm as her hands gripped your lip waistband, lowering you down as she slid her left foot into your stretched out asshole, before following with the right sliding into your dick hole. As she tugged you up, her legs stretched out your tormented holes wider as they slid up her flesh, squeezing tightly as your eyes watered from the pain. With your vision upside down you felt like you were falling as she pulled you up, but soon were squeezed tight around her hips, ass and crotch. Shannon casually smoothed you out over her thighs and ass, tugging almost constantly to try to get rid of the camel toe. Unlike the real pair, your tormented body relented and you soon fit her perfectly, still far too tight, but not so tight as to convince her to remove you and wear something else.
As before, you could taste everything, which was a bit more stale than the day before due to the lack of a clean today, but as a living pair of shorts, you couldn’t voice your complaints as she had already moved on to slipping into the matching sports bra. You saw your upside down form in the mirror, seeing your body turning pink where you were stretched the most and could barely see your own eyes while actively looking for them, it might take a while to get noticed by even your keen eyed sister.
Once she was dressed, your vision bounced about as she began to walk, before being smothered back to darkness as she sat in the car to drive to the gym. You felt the tight stretching with every shift of her body, each movement of her leg muscles inside you causing twinges of pain through your stretched out parts.
When you get to the gym, you stare helplessly at the other people your mother passes, trying to give them pleading looks, but either they don’t look at all, or are totally focused on the ass you contain to notice your barely visible eyes. The cool air conditioning of the locker room feels much nicer after the smothering warmth under your mom in the car, Shannon putting her bag in a locker and tucking the key down her tight cleavage. As you are facing the doorway, you spot Eva entering before Shannon does, though as she turns you are turned to watch a couple of women getting out of the shower stalls and wrapping themselves in soft, fluffy towels.
“Glad to see you made it,” you heard Eva say casually as she tossed her bag in a nearby locker with a bang and closed the door.
“Of course, it was nice of you to invite me.” Your mother replied, but you felt her tense up slightly, already rearing to prove herself in front of Eva, you rolled your tiny eyes at her pointless competitiveness that you were forced to partake in.
The two women chatted briefly, before all three of you began to head into the gym area together as your sensation of dread returns in full. The exercises start light, some warm up stretches, which is unfortunately torture for you as you are stretched tighter with every stretch your mom does, staring upwards as she bends over to touch her toes, wondering when this nightmare will be over so you can get back to trying to reform.
Once they got on the treadmill, you were in a constant state of jiggling, your vision vibrating so much it made you want to puke, while your mother kept inching up the speed and incline, as Eva was doing the same, both trying to go slightly further than the other. It wasn’t long before you began to feel and unfortunately, taste Shannon’s sweat as she began to get warm from pushing herself on the machine. It soaked into your tongue and all over every inch of you that was squeezed against your mother. This meant you kept her clean, while feeling very dirty yourself.
Once they were done on the treadmills, they began rowing on the rowing machine. Shannon leaning back and forth as she worked, her weight on your lower half crushing back and forth over and over as the women moved faster and faster to try to outpace the other. You felt like this competition was going to kill you at this rate.
Each drop of sweat your mother produces on her lower half, your stupid body sucks up greedily, against your will. Some sweat drips down her back and into your eyes, causing them to sting before you suck that into yourself also.
No matter what machine the pair move to, each try to outdo the other and you suffer for it. Constantly stretched out, tasting the stale, salty taste of your mother’s sweaty body, you were soaked through, though from the outside you looked dry and clean as ever, so did your matching bra, though you didn’t know it. Evas workout clothing was drenched in sweat, but she saw Shannon’s still looked amazing, despite the glistening sheet of perspiration all over the woman’s exposed areas. She was jealous of whatever fabric that material was.
Your eyes stung from the salty sweat and your entire body ached from the stretching, though your mind couldn’t keep up and you began to go into a dissociative daze of sorts, barely aware of what was happening. It was too much going on all at once, your mind couldn’t keep track of it all. All you knew was, your mother was not going to stop until Eva did, even if her body was on the verge of collapse, which meant you had to continue to be her compression shorts. You wondered faintly if perhaps you always had been her shorts and just thought you were a person, but that was silly, it was the pain and pressure taking its toll, of course you were a person, even if you were being treated like an object.
Eventually, all bad things come to an end and they both admitted they were done for the day, practically in unison as they half stumbled on jelly legs back to the locker rooms. Shannon peeled your tight body off of her sweaty flesh and tossed you onto the bench alongside your bra half, before grabbing her bag out the locker, grabbing her toiletries and heading into a shower stall to clean. Eva doing the same, while you lay there in a soggy daze, glad to finally be done with the whole thing.
Eva finished her shower first and began to put her dirty gym clothes in her bag, before glancing over at you. You didn’t like the glint in her eye or the slight twitch of a smirk on her lips as she glanced at you and your mother’s gym bag for a moment. Whatever she was considering was likely not good for you.
*She disregards whatever she was thinking, packing up her things and Shannon comes back and stuffs you away with the rest of the sweaty gym clothes, hopefully you can reform before being thrown in the wash.
*Eva quickly stuffs you and the sports bra into her bag and leaves before your mother comes out of the shower, deciding she will disguise you at home and keep you for herself as a nicer set for the gym.
*Eva takes you and the bra for herself, but also takes your mothers gym bag and leaves, leaving your mother nothing to wear just to mess with her, as well as cover up that she wanted the gym wear specifically.
*Eva spots your faint eyes and realises that the material is you, decides to ask your mother why she is wearing her son to the gym.
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April 23, 2025
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