[Note: Sorry for the timeskip, but if you want to get the scene focused on Coach Amber's workout, it's literally in the branch above, though as of now, 07/02/2021 it hasn't been written yet]
You took a deep breath. You knew adults, and specially women, were pretty good at picking up on lies, and given how vulnerable you were right now, there was no margin for error. Your only safe bet was to give an honest answer, but you were afraid she wouldn't like it.
"Well, yours is very nice too..." You said, trying to get out of it in the most graceful way possible, hoping that this would be enough to keep her happy
"But...?" She said, knowing there was more to it. You gulped hard and wondered how hard you were just betting with your own life...
"Uh... well... I... kinda like Lulu's better... b-but that's just my very personal taste!" You said, panicking halfway as Coach Amber's gigantic glutes hovered ominously above you, and way too close.
"Oh..." She said. You raised an eyebrow. She didn't sound mad at all... she sounded disappointed...
"I'm sorry..."
"No need to apologize" She chuckled weakly "I asked your personal opinion and you gave me an honest answer, that's all I wanted..." She said. She was definitely saddened by your answer, and you slapped your forehead hard for it, but lying could've been even more dangerous.
"Still... you wouldn't say mine's ugly or bad in any way, would you?"
"Of course not! You're the envy of many girls!" You quickly replied and she smiled, she sensed sincerity in that statement too, which comforted her.
"Well, then hopefully this won't be too bad... and don't worry, I'll make sure you get a nice reward for your efforts..." She said before grabbing you and pulling her shorts' and panties' waistbands open to drop you right into her crack, plunging you into a world of darkness, warmth and squishiness...
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3 hours later...
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Coach Amber opted to do a special routine she just devised earlier today, all entirely focused on her butt. It was far from a pleasant experience, as you got squished, smothered and drenched by her humongous jiggling cheeks and the sweat that poured down into her crack, but she at least didn't seem to do anything mean-spirited to you, she wasn't trying to torture you, she was just doing her workout. And despite your initial skepticism, you were able to gather quite a lot of info that was useful to her, with you being so deep in her crack, you could feel her muscles twitch and flex despite the generous layer of fat that padded them. You also told her what exercises got her butt to work more, and roughly which ones got it hotter, which she understood as burning off fat, one of the key factors she needed to learn the most about.
Knowing beforehand that she sweated a lot, there was no point in complaining about that, and she did apologize for it anyway. She was also kind enough to spare your tiny self from her potent protein farts, with which pretty much all of her students got exposed to at one point or another. After she wrote down everything she needed, she took you to the teacher's bathroom and after making sure there was no one there, she set up a tiny bath for you so you could wash yourself. She also carefully washed your tiny clothes, and even dried them by skillfully using her hair dryer. All in all, it was an odd request, but at the end of the day you had made it through mostly unscathed. Once you dried yourself and put on your now freshly cleaned clothes, you guessed she'd take you back to her office to undo this shrinking thing.
Coach Amber also seemed to hold no hard feelings toward you as she, after drying herself off, changing clothes and applying a generous dose of deodorant, put you in her large cleavage. She giggled as she pushed you in with a finger to make sure you'd stay out of view.
"I wouldn't mind letting you be back in my booty, but I think you've got more than your fair share of it for the day... though maybe you'll want to check out the results of your hard work in a few weeks" She winked and started walking.
However, rather than heading for her office, she was heading for one very particular location... the Art classroom. The last bell hadn't rang too long ago, but by the time she arrived, the classroom was empty except for one Ms. Lulu McAllen, who was just finishing grading some homework, feeling slightly bummed out at the absence of one of her favorite students.
"Hey" Amber casually greeted her as she entered the classroom
"Hey there" Ms. McAllen replied, finishing her grading and putting the homework in various folder
"To what do I owe the honor?" She asked while putting the folders and other stuff in her purse
"Do I need a reason to come see a friend?" Amber chuckled
"Oh, well, I guess not... I just thought you might've had a more concrete motive..." Lulu replied and finished zipping up her purse
"So, what's up?" She asked
"As sharp as always" Amber laughed "Well, I do have a concrete motive for my visit... but before that... you looked a little down when I arrived, is something the matter?"
"It's not a big deal"
"Aw, come on, what was it?"
Ms. McAllen sighed, but also laughed, Amber sometimes was like a puppy, and even she was unable to deny her when she got dem good ol' puppy eyes on her
"You're gonna laugh" She said
"Ah, come on! I just wanna know what's got my friend feeling blue..."
"Well, like I said, it's not that much of a big deal. I just missed one of my favorite students... he didn't show up to class today... though that's weird, I could swear I saw him earlier..."
"Ooh... a 'he'..." Amber gave Lulu a knowing look suspecting already what was going on
"Yeah... I don't get many male students these days... Ever since they made Art an optional subject few bother..." Lulu sighed again
"Hmm... and who's the lucky guy?" Amber playfully pressed on
"What are you talking about? I just said it was a student I liked... I mean, class is more fun when he's around..." Amber saw a sight you would have never believed yourself, Ms. McAllen blushing, albeit briefly, a blink-and-you'll-miss kind of thing.
"May I know who is he?"
"I think you already know..." Lulu said, giving her a somewhat stern look, as if saying 'Are you kidding me right now?'
"Uh, I don't know... there are still several boys under your wing... how can I know?" Amber said, but couldn't help but giggle towards the end of her phrase.
Ms. McAllen gave her a deadpan look and the two stared at each other in silence, but soon Amber succumbed to her laughter.
"You just want me to say it, don't you?" She said, laughing a little herself
"That'd be nice..."
"Fine... it was Blaise... you know him... the latino with the two 'bodyguards' at nearly all times"
Amber laughed some more but nodded in acknowledgement
"Oh, really... also, that sounded like someone's a bit jealous..." She teased further
"Meh, Lillian's fine... it's the other one that's kind of a hindrance..." Ms. McAllen said, looking to the side
"Well, in that case, the first thing is that an apology is in order" Amber said
"Huh?"
"Hehe, well, technically, I am the one to blame for Blaise's absence today... I asked him for help with a very important thing and it took us three hours to get finished... I'll get him cleared for the classes he missed later..."
"Oh... well, I guess it's not that bad if it was you who held him up..." Ms. McAllen shrugged
"But apology accepted regardless... I can tell it was really something important if you had to get his help and still take three hours to finish whatever you were doing..."
"Thanks! Now, the next piece of news will surely cheer you up..."
"Hmm? What could it possibly be?" Ms. McAllen wondered, her curiosity now piqued...
You took a deep breath. You knew adults, and specially women, were pretty good at picking up on lies, and given how vulnerable you were right now, there was no margin for error. Your only safe bet was to give an honest answer, but you were afraid she wouldn't like it.
"Well, yours is very nice too..." You said, trying to get out of it in the most graceful way possible, hoping that this would be enough to keep her happy
"But...?" She said, knowing there was more to it. You gulped hard and wondered how hard you were just betting with your own life...
"Uh... well... I... kinda like Lulu's better... b-but that's just my very personal taste!" You said, panicking halfway as Coach Amber's gigantic glutes hovered ominously above you, and way too close.
"Oh..." She said. You raised an eyebrow. She didn't sound mad at all... she sounded disappointed...
"I'm sorry..."
"No need to apologize" She chuckled weakly "I asked your personal opinion and you gave me an honest answer, that's all I wanted..." She said. She was definitely saddened by your answer, and you slapped your forehead hard for it, but lying could've been even more dangerous.
"Still... you wouldn't say mine's ugly or bad in any way, would you?"
"Of course not! You're the envy of many girls!" You quickly replied and she smiled, she sensed sincerity in that statement too, which comforted her.
"Well, then hopefully this won't be too bad... and don't worry, I'll make sure you get a nice reward for your efforts..." She said before grabbing you and pulling her shorts' and panties' waistbands open to drop you right into her crack, plunging you into a world of darkness, warmth and squishiness...
============================================================================ =====================
3 hours later...
============================================================================ =====================
Coach Amber opted to do a special routine she just devised earlier today, all entirely focused on her butt. It was far from a pleasant experience, as you got squished, smothered and drenched by her humongous jiggling cheeks and the sweat that poured down into her crack, but she at least didn't seem to do anything mean-spirited to you, she wasn't trying to torture you, she was just doing her workout. And despite your initial skepticism, you were able to gather quite a lot of info that was useful to her, with you being so deep in her crack, you could feel her muscles twitch and flex despite the generous layer of fat that padded them. You also told her what exercises got her butt to work more, and roughly which ones got it hotter, which she understood as burning off fat, one of the key factors she needed to learn the most about.
Knowing beforehand that she sweated a lot, there was no point in complaining about that, and she did apologize for it anyway. She was also kind enough to spare your tiny self from her potent protein farts, with which pretty much all of her students got exposed to at one point or another. After she wrote down everything she needed, she took you to the teacher's bathroom and after making sure there was no one there, she set up a tiny bath for you so you could wash yourself. She also carefully washed your tiny clothes, and even dried them by skillfully using her hair dryer. All in all, it was an odd request, but at the end of the day you had made it through mostly unscathed. Once you dried yourself and put on your now freshly cleaned clothes, you guessed she'd take you back to her office to undo this shrinking thing.
Coach Amber also seemed to hold no hard feelings toward you as she, after drying herself off, changing clothes and applying a generous dose of deodorant, put you in her large cleavage. She giggled as she pushed you in with a finger to make sure you'd stay out of view.
"I wouldn't mind letting you be back in my booty, but I think you've got more than your fair share of it for the day... though maybe you'll want to check out the results of your hard work in a few weeks" She winked and started walking.
However, rather than heading for her office, she was heading for one very particular location... the Art classroom. The last bell hadn't rang too long ago, but by the time she arrived, the classroom was empty except for one Ms. Lulu McAllen, who was just finishing grading some homework, feeling slightly bummed out at the absence of one of her favorite students.
"Hey" Amber casually greeted her as she entered the classroom
"Hey there" Ms. McAllen replied, finishing her grading and putting the homework in various folder
"To what do I owe the honor?" She asked while putting the folders and other stuff in her purse
"Do I need a reason to come see a friend?" Amber chuckled
"Oh, well, I guess not... I just thought you might've had a more concrete motive..." Lulu replied and finished zipping up her purse
"So, what's up?" She asked
"As sharp as always" Amber laughed "Well, I do have a concrete motive for my visit... but before that... you looked a little down when I arrived, is something the matter?"
"It's not a big deal"
"Aw, come on, what was it?"
Ms. McAllen sighed, but also laughed, Amber sometimes was like a puppy, and even she was unable to deny her when she got dem good ol' puppy eyes on her
"You're gonna laugh" She said
"Ah, come on! I just wanna know what's got my friend feeling blue..."
"Well, like I said, it's not that much of a big deal. I just missed one of my favorite students... he didn't show up to class today... though that's weird, I could swear I saw him earlier..."
"Ooh... a 'he'..." Amber gave Lulu a knowing look suspecting already what was going on
"Yeah... I don't get many male students these days... Ever since they made Art an optional subject few bother..." Lulu sighed again
"Hmm... and who's the lucky guy?" Amber playfully pressed on
"What are you talking about? I just said it was a student I liked... I mean, class is more fun when he's around..." Amber saw a sight you would have never believed yourself, Ms. McAllen blushing, albeit briefly, a blink-and-you'll-miss kind of thing.
"May I know who is he?"
"I think you already know..." Lulu said, giving her a somewhat stern look, as if saying 'Are you kidding me right now?'
"Uh, I don't know... there are still several boys under your wing... how can I know?" Amber said, but couldn't help but giggle towards the end of her phrase.
Ms. McAllen gave her a deadpan look and the two stared at each other in silence, but soon Amber succumbed to her laughter.
"You just want me to say it, don't you?" She said, laughing a little herself
"That'd be nice..."
"Fine... it was Blaise... you know him... the latino with the two 'bodyguards' at nearly all times"
Amber laughed some more but nodded in acknowledgement
"Oh, really... also, that sounded like someone's a bit jealous..." She teased further
"Meh, Lillian's fine... it's the other one that's kind of a hindrance..." Ms. McAllen said, looking to the side
"Well, in that case, the first thing is that an apology is in order" Amber said
"Huh?"
"Hehe, well, technically, I am the one to blame for Blaise's absence today... I asked him for help with a very important thing and it took us three hours to get finished... I'll get him cleared for the classes he missed later..."
"Oh... well, I guess it's not that bad if it was you who held him up..." Ms. McAllen shrugged
"But apology accepted regardless... I can tell it was really something important if you had to get his help and still take three hours to finish whatever you were doing..."
"Thanks! Now, the next piece of news will surely cheer you up..."
"Hmm? What could it possibly be?" Ms. McAllen wondered, her curiosity now piqued...
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