"Hey, let me check beneath your hands real ...
Tiny Fitness Coach
chapter 11
by
CrankoWanko
Mira eyed the girl, curiously. Mira was a little forgetful and clumsy, but she wasn’t downright stupid. She could tell when someone was lying. Mira asked, “Would you mind checking underneath your hands, just in case you have him trapped against your nipple?” The girl was sweating profusely now, knowing she had been caught. She slowly pulled her hands away, revealing you. Mira gasped, “Tim!” You were still stuck to the girl’s areola, all of her sweating had stuck you to her like glue.
Mira reached out and tried to pinch you, but couldn’t. The sports bra, coupled with the girl’s squeezing hands and sweat, had fused you to her breast. Mira tried pinching you a few times, jamming your face against the girl’s nipple over and over. The girl asked, annoyed now, “Well, are you going to take him back or what?” Mira frowned at the girl, and said, “I can’t. He’s stuck there, what did you do to him?” The girl lifted her breast up, getting a look at you. When she saw your tiny body, lying flat across her breast, she giggled and said, “Nothing! I’m not sure why he’s stuck like that.” Then she dropped her breast, and you bounced to a stop.
Mira reached out again, and pushed a finger against your back, trying to feel how far your body had sunken into the girl’s breast flesh. As her finger rubbed across you, you were ground into the girl’s flesh, and the girl giggled a little bit. Mira was mad that the girl was having so much fun at your expense, so she said sternly, “You know, I could kick you out of the gym and sue you for sexual harassment!” The girl only giggled again, so Mira poked a finger into her chest and leaned forward, trying to act intimidating. “I mean it!” The girl looked scared for a second, but then she smirked, and said, “I think you’re squishing your buddy.” Mira looked down, the finger she was poking the girl with had landed right against the back of your head. You were squirming in pain, until Mira realized what she had done and leaned back. “Oops, sorry Tim!” Mira said.
What does Mira do?
Mira reached out and tried to pinch you, but couldn’t. The sports bra, coupled with the girl’s squeezing hands and sweat, had fused you to her breast. Mira tried pinching you a few times, jamming your face against the girl’s nipple over and over. The girl asked, annoyed now, “Well, are you going to take him back or what?” Mira frowned at the girl, and said, “I can’t. He’s stuck there, what did you do to him?” The girl lifted her breast up, getting a look at you. When she saw your tiny body, lying flat across her breast, she giggled and said, “Nothing! I’m not sure why he’s stuck like that.” Then she dropped her breast, and you bounced to a stop.
Mira reached out again, and pushed a finger against your back, trying to feel how far your body had sunken into the girl’s breast flesh. As her finger rubbed across you, you were ground into the girl’s flesh, and the girl giggled a little bit. Mira was mad that the girl was having so much fun at your expense, so she said sternly, “You know, I could kick you out of the gym and sue you for sexual harassment!” The girl only giggled again, so Mira poked a finger into her chest and leaned forward, trying to act intimidating. “I mean it!” The girl looked scared for a second, but then she smirked, and said, “I think you’re squishing your buddy.” Mira looked down, the finger she was poking the girl with had landed right against the back of your head. You were squirming in pain, until Mira realized what she had done and leaned back. “Oops, sorry Tim!” Mira said.
What does Mira do?
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