"Let's keep going! Just make sure my muscles keep moving in the way you already know, if you notice a change just give me a shout" Ariadne said cheerfully.
Despite the protectiveness of you she showed earlier, she didn't seem too fazed by the latest incident, which meant it was most likely a situation she was used to, and that thought made you shudder. Not to mention that you were already drenched in Ariadne's booty sweat, though it didn't have much of a smell, besides smelling of salt, which wasn't so bad in comparison. In some way, you could consider that it was 'lucky' to have suffered this early on and not later when it'd be most likely worse.
So, you were back to sitting on the bike's seat, having to look at Ariadne's huge ass while she kept pedaling. Shenanigans aside, she was really committed to her workout, just like the one you knew. Still, you wished she weren't so nonchalant all the time, as that has led to some moments with Jim & Pete...
"Whoah, who's the buff hottie?" Jim blurted out, surprising you while you were just checking your phone, currently having a WhatsApp conversation where a girl's pic could be seen. Said pic showed a tall, muscular girl with large curves dressed for what was presumably spring break.
"What do you mean 'who's the buff hottie'?" You said in a slightly snarky, unamused tone, narrowing your eyes at him.
"Goddamn, she looks like she's in college! I didn't know you could punch above your weight that good, huh?" He teased again, making you groan in annoyance and facepalm "Guess that means none of the girls from our school is good enough?"
"Jim, that's my sister" You said flatly, unwilling to let this continue. You thought he was pulling your leg, but his eyes widened in legit surprise.
"Really? That's Ariadne?!" He laughed and scratched his head "I haven't seen her in a hot minute, goddamn"
You simply rolled your eyes and turned your phone's screen off. You made a mental note to ask Ariadne later to be more careful with the pics she sends you, though in that kind of situation you often got teased even more by her, or she completely failed to see anything wrong.
"Lemme know when she's back in town, who knows, we might become brothers in law!" Jim laughed, knowing that you weren't too fond of that kind of remarks despite not being that much of a protective brother, due to being the younger sibling mostly.
"In that case, you better start working out, because shiny golden hair and pretty boy looks aren't gonna cut it. Ariadne's always said that if a guy wants to be with her he needs to be able to lift her up, and... my brother in Christ, she's heavy. Trust me on that one" You said, enjoying a slight chuckle at the end as you could almost see Jim reconsidering his entire life's choices up to this very moment.
"H-How heavy could she possibly be? She ain't fat, not even chubby... not that there's anything wrong with that" He then said.
"Muscles weigh more than you think, and like I said, trust me when I tell you that she's heavy" You replied.
"Bah! I can easily pick a hundred chicks in the same time it'd take me to build up that kind of muscle" He then said, making you laugh a little more.
"You'll still need some more muscle if you go for that thiccness you like so much" You said as a finishing jab, smiling slightly...
'I wonder if getting crushed by her is karma for saying she's heavy...' You thought 'I didn't mean it as an insult though'
Time then seemed to fly, and the only way you managed to not completely lose yourself to it was to actually pay attention to the movement in the visible muscles in the back of Ariadne's thighs, on her butt the hints were more subtle, as she still managed to maintain a fairly generous fatty layer on top, whereas the rest of her body sans her chest were chiseled in varying degrees. At some point, with you having lost track of time, Ariadne finally stopped, and just like she had done before, she scooped you up on her fingernail with little effort.
"Thanks for that! I wish I could take you with me to college, not many micros are willing to help me with my workouts" She giggled
"But now we're both gonna get some exercise done, I can't let you get flattened by Mom's or Jordana's fat asses" She said with a hearty laugh while the prospect was far less amusing to you. You couldn't help but gulp, knowing that there was no getting out of whatever she was planning, but there was still the consolation that whatever you were put through couldn't be as bad as being around Jordana.
Ariadne then walked over to the treadmill section, and your first thought was that Ariadne might be thinking of having you walk alongside her, but at your current scale that was beyond impossible, even walking a single inch in real scale at your size was a considerable effort, on a still surface. There was no way you could keep up on what was essentially a huge conveyor belt to you, even less so with someone as huge as Ariadne walking nearby, it was a surefire way to end up flattened beneath one of her feet.
"Here we are. I heard they got treadmills for you guys, but trust me that this exercise is way better for you, plus you'll be safer" She said cheerfully, giving you a wink that made you shudder, despite it looking actually innocent. The hand whose finger you were on then began to lower down and it went around her body, you already knew what this meant but you could never be fully prepared, Ariadne's butt was still insanely huge, even though you were painfully aware that there were bigger ones out there. Your eyes widened when she began to pull back her leggings' waistband.
"W-Wait, you're putting me in your butt?!" You asked in partial disbelief, but more with the intention of calling it out, hoping that this was just a misunderstanding at worst.
"Yeah..." Ariadne said, and the way she replied seemed as if you just had asked a really dumb question, though she didn't call you out, yet at least.
"What was that about not letting me get squashed though" You asked with a bit of hesitation.
"Please, my butt's big, and maybe a little fat" Ariadne said with a proud giggle "But it's not gonna squash you! While I jog on the treadmill I will just exert about enough pressure to let you have a workout of your own. You guys are a lot stronger than us, proportionately" She said with a cheeky smile "Plus, you won't ever get dehydrated or risk overheating... now that's something you don't get from shrunken machines. There's also some studies that say these natural exercises are better for micros too"
'Oh god, that again...' You thought, remembering that among the things Monique had in class was some mention about sweat having been useful for micros' survival in ancient times and that even today, they could drink it ignoring its salt content due to their different metabolism. Ariadne couldn't quite read your expression this time, but she still saw you making a face and playfully pouted.
"I know it's a bit old fashioned, but we didn't have any energy drinks in bottles for micros available, this is the next best thing. Also, I did shower before coming here, my sweat can't be possibly be that bad, can it? It'd just be salt water not so different from the sea's" You could tell that she was somewhat offended that you were showing reluctance here. She then gave you a smug grin that snapped you out of your thoughts.
"Would you prefer Jordana's?" She asked in a colder tone that sent chills down your spine, and by sheer reflex you frantically shook your head, which was the only sign of approval she needed before promptly dropping you into her crack. Thankfully on the outside of her underwear, though those puny panties were wedged so deep that the protection it'd afford you would be minimal at best.
"Ready? I'll begin with a gentle walk but I wanna feel you pushing apart these buns!" She said.
Despite the great amount of muffling her big, dense booty provided, you heard her voice clearly enough, and soon your self-contained world began to sway from side to side, the enormous walls at your sides pressing into you in alternation. Having no real choices here, you reluctantly extended your arms and began to push back against these immense, soft masses that kept moving sideways and up and down, pressing you between them, almost in a kneading manner.
Ariadne smiled the moment she felt your tiny hands push into the plump flesh of her big cheeks, once again disproving Jordana's claims that they were too hardened to provide any sort of cushioning. The treadmill was at its lowest setting, and the walk she was doing was far too little for her to even break a sweat, but she knew that as soon as she began picking up the pace the movement overall would increase, as well as the temperature. True to how nonchalant she is with you on many aspects, she really saw nothing wrong in letting her little brother get rehydrated and cooled down by her sweat, if anything she found the idea cute that she was sustaining him in a way with her body alone, while also using it to make him stronger.
'God knows I need to get him ready to handle either Lillian's or Jordana's huge asses' She thought 'Those girls just keep packing more and more pounds there, geez... Sheila's genes are sure too powerful'
Meanwhile, lurking in the distance, Isha was already formulating her next plan to mess around with Ariadne, as the treadmills also had a remote control function. But she'd need to get a little more creative in order to not get caught. Elsewhere, another certain girl, sporting dark brown skin like hers, and a figure that didn't need to envy Jordana's, was also pretty busy squashing whatever unfortunate unattended micros she could get her hands on, under the pretense of working as their personal trainer, not unlike what Isha had first thought of...
Despite the protectiveness of you she showed earlier, she didn't seem too fazed by the latest incident, which meant it was most likely a situation she was used to, and that thought made you shudder. Not to mention that you were already drenched in Ariadne's booty sweat, though it didn't have much of a smell, besides smelling of salt, which wasn't so bad in comparison. In some way, you could consider that it was 'lucky' to have suffered this early on and not later when it'd be most likely worse.
So, you were back to sitting on the bike's seat, having to look at Ariadne's huge ass while she kept pedaling. Shenanigans aside, she was really committed to her workout, just like the one you knew. Still, you wished she weren't so nonchalant all the time, as that has led to some moments with Jim & Pete...
[Flashback]
"Whoah, who's the buff hottie?" Jim blurted out, surprising you while you were just checking your phone, currently having a WhatsApp conversation where a girl's pic could be seen. Said pic showed a tall, muscular girl with large curves dressed for what was presumably spring break.
"What do you mean 'who's the buff hottie'?" You said in a slightly snarky, unamused tone, narrowing your eyes at him.
"Goddamn, she looks like she's in college! I didn't know you could punch above your weight that good, huh?" He teased again, making you groan in annoyance and facepalm "Guess that means none of the girls from our school is good enough?"
"Jim, that's my sister" You said flatly, unwilling to let this continue. You thought he was pulling your leg, but his eyes widened in legit surprise.
"Really? That's Ariadne?!" He laughed and scratched his head "I haven't seen her in a hot minute, goddamn"
You simply rolled your eyes and turned your phone's screen off. You made a mental note to ask Ariadne later to be more careful with the pics she sends you, though in that kind of situation you often got teased even more by her, or she completely failed to see anything wrong.
"Lemme know when she's back in town, who knows, we might become brothers in law!" Jim laughed, knowing that you weren't too fond of that kind of remarks despite not being that much of a protective brother, due to being the younger sibling mostly.
"In that case, you better start working out, because shiny golden hair and pretty boy looks aren't gonna cut it. Ariadne's always said that if a guy wants to be with her he needs to be able to lift her up, and... my brother in Christ, she's heavy. Trust me on that one" You said, enjoying a slight chuckle at the end as you could almost see Jim reconsidering his entire life's choices up to this very moment.
"H-How heavy could she possibly be? She ain't fat, not even chubby... not that there's anything wrong with that" He then said.
"Muscles weigh more than you think, and like I said, trust me when I tell you that she's heavy" You replied.
"Bah! I can easily pick a hundred chicks in the same time it'd take me to build up that kind of muscle" He then said, making you laugh a little more.
"You'll still need some more muscle if you go for that thiccness you like so much" You said as a finishing jab, smiling slightly...
[End of Flashback]
'I wonder if getting crushed by her is karma for saying she's heavy...' You thought 'I didn't mean it as an insult though'
Time then seemed to fly, and the only way you managed to not completely lose yourself to it was to actually pay attention to the movement in the visible muscles in the back of Ariadne's thighs, on her butt the hints were more subtle, as she still managed to maintain a fairly generous fatty layer on top, whereas the rest of her body sans her chest were chiseled in varying degrees. At some point, with you having lost track of time, Ariadne finally stopped, and just like she had done before, she scooped you up on her fingernail with little effort.
"Thanks for that! I wish I could take you with me to college, not many micros are willing to help me with my workouts" She giggled
"But now we're both gonna get some exercise done, I can't let you get flattened by Mom's or Jordana's fat asses" She said with a hearty laugh while the prospect was far less amusing to you. You couldn't help but gulp, knowing that there was no getting out of whatever she was planning, but there was still the consolation that whatever you were put through couldn't be as bad as being around Jordana.
Ariadne then walked over to the treadmill section, and your first thought was that Ariadne might be thinking of having you walk alongside her, but at your current scale that was beyond impossible, even walking a single inch in real scale at your size was a considerable effort, on a still surface. There was no way you could keep up on what was essentially a huge conveyor belt to you, even less so with someone as huge as Ariadne walking nearby, it was a surefire way to end up flattened beneath one of her feet.
"Here we are. I heard they got treadmills for you guys, but trust me that this exercise is way better for you, plus you'll be safer" She said cheerfully, giving you a wink that made you shudder, despite it looking actually innocent. The hand whose finger you were on then began to lower down and it went around her body, you already knew what this meant but you could never be fully prepared, Ariadne's butt was still insanely huge, even though you were painfully aware that there were bigger ones out there. Your eyes widened when she began to pull back her leggings' waistband.
"W-Wait, you're putting me in your butt?!" You asked in partial disbelief, but more with the intention of calling it out, hoping that this was just a misunderstanding at worst.
"Yeah..." Ariadne said, and the way she replied seemed as if you just had asked a really dumb question, though she didn't call you out, yet at least.
"What was that about not letting me get squashed though" You asked with a bit of hesitation.
"Please, my butt's big, and maybe a little fat" Ariadne said with a proud giggle "But it's not gonna squash you! While I jog on the treadmill I will just exert about enough pressure to let you have a workout of your own. You guys are a lot stronger than us, proportionately" She said with a cheeky smile "Plus, you won't ever get dehydrated or risk overheating... now that's something you don't get from shrunken machines. There's also some studies that say these natural exercises are better for micros too"
'Oh god, that again...' You thought, remembering that among the things Monique had in class was some mention about sweat having been useful for micros' survival in ancient times and that even today, they could drink it ignoring its salt content due to their different metabolism. Ariadne couldn't quite read your expression this time, but she still saw you making a face and playfully pouted.
"I know it's a bit old fashioned, but we didn't have any energy drinks in bottles for micros available, this is the next best thing. Also, I did shower before coming here, my sweat can't be possibly be that bad, can it? It'd just be salt water not so different from the sea's" You could tell that she was somewhat offended that you were showing reluctance here. She then gave you a smug grin that snapped you out of your thoughts.
"Would you prefer Jordana's?" She asked in a colder tone that sent chills down your spine, and by sheer reflex you frantically shook your head, which was the only sign of approval she needed before promptly dropping you into her crack. Thankfully on the outside of her underwear, though those puny panties were wedged so deep that the protection it'd afford you would be minimal at best.
"Ready? I'll begin with a gentle walk but I wanna feel you pushing apart these buns!" She said.
Despite the great amount of muffling her big, dense booty provided, you heard her voice clearly enough, and soon your self-contained world began to sway from side to side, the enormous walls at your sides pressing into you in alternation. Having no real choices here, you reluctantly extended your arms and began to push back against these immense, soft masses that kept moving sideways and up and down, pressing you between them, almost in a kneading manner.
Ariadne smiled the moment she felt your tiny hands push into the plump flesh of her big cheeks, once again disproving Jordana's claims that they were too hardened to provide any sort of cushioning. The treadmill was at its lowest setting, and the walk she was doing was far too little for her to even break a sweat, but she knew that as soon as she began picking up the pace the movement overall would increase, as well as the temperature. True to how nonchalant she is with you on many aspects, she really saw nothing wrong in letting her little brother get rehydrated and cooled down by her sweat, if anything she found the idea cute that she was sustaining him in a way with her body alone, while also using it to make him stronger.
'God knows I need to get him ready to handle either Lillian's or Jordana's huge asses' She thought 'Those girls just keep packing more and more pounds there, geez... Sheila's genes are sure too powerful'
Meanwhile, lurking in the distance, Isha was already formulating her next plan to mess around with Ariadne, as the treadmills also had a remote control function. But she'd need to get a little more creative in order to not get caught. Elsewhere, another certain girl, sporting dark brown skin like hers, and a figure that didn't need to envy Jordana's, was also pretty busy squashing whatever unfortunate unattended micros she could get her hands on, under the pretense of working as their personal trainer, not unlike what Isha had first thought of...
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May 12, 2023
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