[Note: I really liked your idea, so I decided to expand upon it somewhat, lol, but still kudos. Had to split it in three tho]
The ground shook a few times, knocking you off your feet, and when those strange tremors stopped, you got back on your feet and looked up, surprised to find your PE teacher, Coach Amber of all people. Not that her being in the girls' changing room was weird in itself, but rather that she pretty much only changed clothes until she was done with her day, as many students' poor noses have attested. At least in your case, her sweat's smell wasn't all that bad, though you could sense it was pretty salty somehow, but again, Lilian had gotten you used to much worse smells, and thinking of that made you shudder.
You knew she wasn't the most attentive when she was doing stuff that she was passionate about, namely working out, but if she found you, there were good chances she'd help you, she was one of the nicer teachers at school after all. You looked up at her face and were once again surprised to see that her eyes seemed to be locked onto you.
"Hello? Coach?" You said, cupping your hands around your mouth to maximize your chances of being heard. She smiled, and it seemed that she had seen you, though you expected a different reaction.
"Hello" She said gently as she got on her knees and lowered her face at your level. Despite her gentle attitude and feeling no ill intent from her, it was still quite an intimidating show of force. It was like watching a mountain move, or something even bigger, as you also couldn't help but notice the sizable pair of 'mountains' she had on her chest. Her face was huge too. You gulped and hoped she didn't notice you briefly stare at them.
"Thank goodness... I don't know what happened, but, uh... I think you can see I need help..." You said, finding that explaining your situation sounded less and less logical no matter how you wanted to put it. And you had very little details on it yourself, since all you remember is randomly blacking out and waking up tiny for no apparent reason.
"Oh, but I also need your help..." She said, completely catching you off guard
"HUH?!" You were dumbfounded by that... There's no way she'd expect you to do anything in your current state, would she?
"Hmmm... Looks like you forgot..." She said in a more thoughtful tone
"But who am I to judge? I forget about stuff all the time too, haha!" She laughed heartily and her light-hearted attitude made you feel a bit more at ease. Surely she must want you to do something after your condition gets fixed...
However, that was actually enough to refresh your memory. You remembered that yesterday she asked you for help with something important the next day on PE class. You agreed without questioning, as you guessed it's probably something that had to do with your height and/or physical strength, being one of the taller students in her class, not to mention that there weren't many guys in it, though few would think Coach Amber would need any help at all with anything physical, she was a lot stronger and faster than she looked. If there was anyone in peak shape at school, it had to be her.
"O-Oh, right... I'll be happy to help you la-" You were starting to say, but she excitedly cut you off
"Awesome! Then I'll explain..." She said, suddenly standing to her full height. Making you gulp hard again. She swiftly turned around and showed you her massive booty, which she started lowering towards the bench you were on. You froze in terror, the twin shorts-clad moons were descending upon you and since they'd take over half of the bench's available space, there was no way you'd be able to escape even if you tried. You simply watched with trembling legs as your world went darker and darker. You even felt your life flash across your eyes, but her gigantic butt stopped mere inches (in your scale) before squashing you. Immediately you felt the overbearing warmth it gave off. It was so close that if you just stretched your arms you'd easily touch it.
"I have no idea why but my booty has been getting way too fat lately..." She said and slightly wiggled her hips, her bouncing cheeks clashed into each other making a thunderous clap that on its own knocked you off your feet like the quakes from her footsteps earlier. She then proceeded to grab both of her enormous cheeks, a futile task, as no hand was big enough to contain all that booty meat, but she still squeezed and kneaded the handfuls she got to demonstrate their sheer size and softness.
Despite how scared her display got you, you also blushed intensely seeing literal tons of sexy booty flesh being handled like that, though there was a very real danger to them right now. At least, in Coach Amber's defense, she was the absolute opposite of a klutz, her movements were always swift and graceful even with the heft she carried. You wouldn't expect her to trip on her own feet any time soon.
She looked down at you and nonchalantly picked you up
"Here, see for yourself..." She said
"Wha-" You tried to say as she pushed you into one of her blubbery fleshy globes. It wasn't even the shorts-covered portion, she pushed you straight into her pale jiggling flesh, against her bare skin. You were once again scared and aroused as you got more than a literal faceful of giant booty. It was like sinking into some kind of gelatin, though there was a faint hint of firmness to it, which only made the encasing effect on you stronger.
You would've been surprised by this kind of thing if you didn't know her any better. Coach Amber somehow seemed to have either untold amounts of self confidence or basically no shame because she always used herself as an anatomical model to demonstrate whatever she was trying to teach in PE, about how some muscles were supposed to work, and the correct form for some exercises, and she didn't mind giving everyone in class an eyeful, or having some students even touch her to feel how those muscles are working. Even you were a 'victim' of that kind of demonstration many times, though you'd lie if you'd say that's something to complain about. Right now, your main concern is your size, and getting pressed against a literal mountain of flesh is on the very bottom of the list of things you'd consider safe...
The ground shook a few times, knocking you off your feet, and when those strange tremors stopped, you got back on your feet and looked up, surprised to find your PE teacher, Coach Amber of all people. Not that her being in the girls' changing room was weird in itself, but rather that she pretty much only changed clothes until she was done with her day, as many students' poor noses have attested. At least in your case, her sweat's smell wasn't all that bad, though you could sense it was pretty salty somehow, but again, Lilian had gotten you used to much worse smells, and thinking of that made you shudder.
You knew she wasn't the most attentive when she was doing stuff that she was passionate about, namely working out, but if she found you, there were good chances she'd help you, she was one of the nicer teachers at school after all. You looked up at her face and were once again surprised to see that her eyes seemed to be locked onto you.
"Hello? Coach?" You said, cupping your hands around your mouth to maximize your chances of being heard. She smiled, and it seemed that she had seen you, though you expected a different reaction.
"Hello" She said gently as she got on her knees and lowered her face at your level. Despite her gentle attitude and feeling no ill intent from her, it was still quite an intimidating show of force. It was like watching a mountain move, or something even bigger, as you also couldn't help but notice the sizable pair of 'mountains' she had on her chest. Her face was huge too. You gulped and hoped she didn't notice you briefly stare at them.
"Thank goodness... I don't know what happened, but, uh... I think you can see I need help..." You said, finding that explaining your situation sounded less and less logical no matter how you wanted to put it. And you had very little details on it yourself, since all you remember is randomly blacking out and waking up tiny for no apparent reason.
"Oh, but I also need your help..." She said, completely catching you off guard
"HUH?!" You were dumbfounded by that... There's no way she'd expect you to do anything in your current state, would she?
"Hmmm... Looks like you forgot..." She said in a more thoughtful tone
"But who am I to judge? I forget about stuff all the time too, haha!" She laughed heartily and her light-hearted attitude made you feel a bit more at ease. Surely she must want you to do something after your condition gets fixed...
However, that was actually enough to refresh your memory. You remembered that yesterday she asked you for help with something important the next day on PE class. You agreed without questioning, as you guessed it's probably something that had to do with your height and/or physical strength, being one of the taller students in her class, not to mention that there weren't many guys in it, though few would think Coach Amber would need any help at all with anything physical, she was a lot stronger and faster than she looked. If there was anyone in peak shape at school, it had to be her.
"O-Oh, right... I'll be happy to help you la-" You were starting to say, but she excitedly cut you off
"Awesome! Then I'll explain..." She said, suddenly standing to her full height. Making you gulp hard again. She swiftly turned around and showed you her massive booty, which she started lowering towards the bench you were on. You froze in terror, the twin shorts-clad moons were descending upon you and since they'd take over half of the bench's available space, there was no way you'd be able to escape even if you tried. You simply watched with trembling legs as your world went darker and darker. You even felt your life flash across your eyes, but her gigantic butt stopped mere inches (in your scale) before squashing you. Immediately you felt the overbearing warmth it gave off. It was so close that if you just stretched your arms you'd easily touch it.
"I have no idea why but my booty has been getting way too fat lately..." She said and slightly wiggled her hips, her bouncing cheeks clashed into each other making a thunderous clap that on its own knocked you off your feet like the quakes from her footsteps earlier. She then proceeded to grab both of her enormous cheeks, a futile task, as no hand was big enough to contain all that booty meat, but she still squeezed and kneaded the handfuls she got to demonstrate their sheer size and softness.
Despite how scared her display got you, you also blushed intensely seeing literal tons of sexy booty flesh being handled like that, though there was a very real danger to them right now. At least, in Coach Amber's defense, she was the absolute opposite of a klutz, her movements were always swift and graceful even with the heft she carried. You wouldn't expect her to trip on her own feet any time soon.
She looked down at you and nonchalantly picked you up
"Here, see for yourself..." She said
"Wha-" You tried to say as she pushed you into one of her blubbery fleshy globes. It wasn't even the shorts-covered portion, she pushed you straight into her pale jiggling flesh, against her bare skin. You were once again scared and aroused as you got more than a literal faceful of giant booty. It was like sinking into some kind of gelatin, though there was a faint hint of firmness to it, which only made the encasing effect on you stronger.
You would've been surprised by this kind of thing if you didn't know her any better. Coach Amber somehow seemed to have either untold amounts of self confidence or basically no shame because she always used herself as an anatomical model to demonstrate whatever she was trying to teach in PE, about how some muscles were supposed to work, and the correct form for some exercises, and she didn't mind giving everyone in class an eyeful, or having some students even touch her to feel how those muscles are working. Even you were a 'victim' of that kind of demonstration many times, though you'd lie if you'd say that's something to complain about. Right now, your main concern is your size, and getting pressed against a literal mountain of flesh is on the very bottom of the list of things you'd consider safe...
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May 12, 2023
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