Yes, and she’s being playful.
Tiny Fitness Coach
chapter 7
by
copier
· original author:
dude501
The raven-haired girl feels around for you all over her massive breasts, but has trouble finding you at first. Finally, her hand settles on something she can barely feel but doesn't recognize. A small bit of paper, or a wrapper perhaps? While she mulls it over, her hand mindlessly rubs up and down your backside, flattening you further against her soft, supple flesh.
She was about to pull you off her chest when she feels your flattened body squirming and beginning to reform against her hand, despite being pressed hard against her breast. She quickly puts two and two together and starts laughing while continuing to rub you against her nipple, which is getting harder by the second. "Hahaha, there you are little man. Wow, I didn't think by big breasts would have that kind of an effect on you. I guess you really can't handle them." You groaned. Big was an understatement. These are breasts that would easily be bigger than your head if you were normal sized, and, in your short time together, this woman has already crushed your tiny frame with them repeatedly and just nearly lost you in them. You need a break. You're hoping that she'll finally pull you from your chest and give you a chance to breathe, but, for some reason, she's still rubbing you against her breast.
She continues, "Oh well, no big deal. I think I've done enough running anyways. That was just a warm-up to get my blood pumping and my heart racing, after all. Can you tell?" To prove her point, she presses her palm against you, squeezing you firmly against her breast as she compresses it. Buried in flesh, you feel the heat radiating from her soft, sweaty breasts and flowing through you. You fell every rapid thump her heartbeat makes, each one causing her chest to slightly bounce and bob, shaking you with it. "Now I'm ready to start the rest of my work-out." Finally, she pulls you from her breast and holds you up to her gorgeous, smiling face. "Thanks for the help, little guy...Now that I think about it, we haven't been formally introduced. My name's Daphne."
"Hi Daphne, I'm Tim," you say as you try to subtly dart your eyes back and forth between Daphne's face and the endless sea of cleavage she's holding you above. While she did just pound you with them repeatedly, Daphne's breasts are still extremely mesmerizing. It's taking all you have not to stare at them.
"Well, Tim, I really enjoyed our time together. Actually...," Daphne bites her lip. "If you're not busy, would you like to help me with the rest of my workout?"
You're reluctant to say yes, based off the crushing experience you just had with Daphne, but you're having a hard time saying no to her pleading, dark eyes (or the giant boobs swaying below you as she squirms in anticipation). You sigh, "How can I help?" Daphne squeals in joy and skips over to the nearest rowing machine with you in hand. She sits at the machine and places you atop the chest pad in front of her.
"Well, Tim, today I'm going to switch my usual routine up by adding a few exercises that will work out my Pecs." For emphasis, Daphne hefts her breasts with both hands, giving you a magnificent display as her pink tank top struggles to hold them. She gives a wry smile when she catches you staring and continues, acting coy, "Since I've never really done this before, I could use a spotter to make sure I do it right."
Snapped back to reality, you respond, "O-oh, ok then. So where would you like me?"
Daphne leans forward to get closer to you, eclipsing nearly all of your vision with her immense cleavage. She coos, "Oh, I think I know just where to put you."
You blush and begin to stammer, quickly realizing where this is going. Before you could protest, Daphne picks you up and shoves you deep between her massive breasts, encasing you in mammary flesh. She giggles when she feels you squirming. "Have fun in there, Tim, and be sure to let me know how I'm doing." With that, she presses herself against the pad and grabs the handles in front of her to begin her routine.
You already feel crushed as Daphne's boobs press hard against you while laying against the pad, but the pressure only increases as she pulls the weights up. Every time she does that, her breasts mash you hard, giving you no room to even squirm. In between reps, when she does release the weight, you try to squirm your way out, but her flesh is too soft and jiggly, with too much give. Every time you try to move you can't get a grip; you just sink against her skin like you're trying to climb out of a giant marshmallow. What's more, with every rep Daphne does, her sweaty breasts move and rub themselves all over you. You're not going anywhere. Daphne giggles as she continues her workout, "How are you holding up, Tim? And how's my form?" Obviously, her boob flesh keeps you from responding, but she continues on.
Finally, Daphne finishes with the rowing machine and gets up. She digs deep in her cleavage to find you and pulls you up enough so that your head is poking out from the top. Daphne beams, "Well, how was that, coach?"
You're a bit stunned, but you can still respond. "Well that was...something. Look, Daphne, I don't think I'm the right person to help you out. Maybe I should turn you over to another trainer, like Mira or--"
Daphne interrupts with a playful pout," Awww, don't be like that. I know you're having a good time, just like I am." She gives you a playful look and teases, "If you're not, then how do you explain what I'm feeling right now?" You're not sure what she means at first, but, when Daphne squeezes her breasts for emphasis, you realize that you have a raging erection right now. Despite all of the crushing pressure, your body still can't help but get aroused by the close contact with Daphne's smooth, soft flesh.
Despite yourself, you start to moan at Daphne's squeezing, giving her all the confirmation she needs to continue her workout with you. Next Daphne goes over to a horizontal chest press machine. She sits down with you still firmly tucked in the top of her breasts. She grabs the handles in front of her and gives you a wink before starting. When she starts, you quickly realize that her breasts might be a bit big for the machine. They're big enough that, every time she pulls the handles back, she has to press them against her breasts, causing them to jiggle wildly and rock your world. You experience more of the same when she sits down at the Pec Fly machine. Whenever she horizontally moves the large, padded handles from her side to her front, they press against the top of her bosom. With every rep, you disappear between Daphne's breasts as they heave and squeeze you with increasing pressure, leaving you nearly breathless.
Finally, Daphne gets up and checks on you again. "Phew, that felt great! How are you holding up, little guy?" This time you're to dazed and exhausted to respond, which Daphne finds adorable. "Hee Hee. You're so cute. Well don't worry. I have just one more workout before we finish. This time, I want to work on my abs." She heads over to a slanted sit-up bench, hooks her legs on it, and lies back. With no room to cross her arms on her chest, she crosses them below her breasts, hefting them and squeezing you a little more. Daphne sits up, but the movement causes her breasts to bounce, shaking you wildly for a few moments. The shaking comes to a sudden halt when she reaches the peak of her sit-up. Her breasts are pressed against her legs, which compresses you hard between her boobs for a few moments. This goes on for a little while, the warmth and rubbing of Daphne's soft, sweaty breasts still keeping you very hot and bothered.
Finally, Daphne gets up and, breathing heavily, relishes in a workout well-done. "Wow, going to the gym is great, especially with a cute coach like you, Tim!" She smiles down at you in her cleavage as her heaving chest bobs up and down from her breathing. Likewise, you're also exhausted.
"Glad *Pant* *Pant* you enjoyed yourself *Pant* *Pant*"
Daphne puts a concerned look on her face, "Wow, Tim, you look really tired. Maybe..."
What next?
She was about to pull you off her chest when she feels your flattened body squirming and beginning to reform against her hand, despite being pressed hard against her breast. She quickly puts two and two together and starts laughing while continuing to rub you against her nipple, which is getting harder by the second. "Hahaha, there you are little man. Wow, I didn't think by big breasts would have that kind of an effect on you. I guess you really can't handle them." You groaned. Big was an understatement. These are breasts that would easily be bigger than your head if you were normal sized, and, in your short time together, this woman has already crushed your tiny frame with them repeatedly and just nearly lost you in them. You need a break. You're hoping that she'll finally pull you from your chest and give you a chance to breathe, but, for some reason, she's still rubbing you against her breast.
She continues, "Oh well, no big deal. I think I've done enough running anyways. That was just a warm-up to get my blood pumping and my heart racing, after all. Can you tell?" To prove her point, she presses her palm against you, squeezing you firmly against her breast as she compresses it. Buried in flesh, you feel the heat radiating from her soft, sweaty breasts and flowing through you. You fell every rapid thump her heartbeat makes, each one causing her chest to slightly bounce and bob, shaking you with it. "Now I'm ready to start the rest of my work-out." Finally, she pulls you from her breast and holds you up to her gorgeous, smiling face. "Thanks for the help, little guy...Now that I think about it, we haven't been formally introduced. My name's Daphne."
"Hi Daphne, I'm Tim," you say as you try to subtly dart your eyes back and forth between Daphne's face and the endless sea of cleavage she's holding you above. While she did just pound you with them repeatedly, Daphne's breasts are still extremely mesmerizing. It's taking all you have not to stare at them.
"Well, Tim, I really enjoyed our time together. Actually...," Daphne bites her lip. "If you're not busy, would you like to help me with the rest of my workout?"
You're reluctant to say yes, based off the crushing experience you just had with Daphne, but you're having a hard time saying no to her pleading, dark eyes (or the giant boobs swaying below you as she squirms in anticipation). You sigh, "How can I help?" Daphne squeals in joy and skips over to the nearest rowing machine with you in hand. She sits at the machine and places you atop the chest pad in front of her.
"Well, Tim, today I'm going to switch my usual routine up by adding a few exercises that will work out my Pecs." For emphasis, Daphne hefts her breasts with both hands, giving you a magnificent display as her pink tank top struggles to hold them. She gives a wry smile when she catches you staring and continues, acting coy, "Since I've never really done this before, I could use a spotter to make sure I do it right."
Snapped back to reality, you respond, "O-oh, ok then. So where would you like me?"
Daphne leans forward to get closer to you, eclipsing nearly all of your vision with her immense cleavage. She coos, "Oh, I think I know just where to put you."
You blush and begin to stammer, quickly realizing where this is going. Before you could protest, Daphne picks you up and shoves you deep between her massive breasts, encasing you in mammary flesh. She giggles when she feels you squirming. "Have fun in there, Tim, and be sure to let me know how I'm doing." With that, she presses herself against the pad and grabs the handles in front of her to begin her routine.
You already feel crushed as Daphne's boobs press hard against you while laying against the pad, but the pressure only increases as she pulls the weights up. Every time she does that, her breasts mash you hard, giving you no room to even squirm. In between reps, when she does release the weight, you try to squirm your way out, but her flesh is too soft and jiggly, with too much give. Every time you try to move you can't get a grip; you just sink against her skin like you're trying to climb out of a giant marshmallow. What's more, with every rep Daphne does, her sweaty breasts move and rub themselves all over you. You're not going anywhere. Daphne giggles as she continues her workout, "How are you holding up, Tim? And how's my form?" Obviously, her boob flesh keeps you from responding, but she continues on.
Finally, Daphne finishes with the rowing machine and gets up. She digs deep in her cleavage to find you and pulls you up enough so that your head is poking out from the top. Daphne beams, "Well, how was that, coach?"
You're a bit stunned, but you can still respond. "Well that was...something. Look, Daphne, I don't think I'm the right person to help you out. Maybe I should turn you over to another trainer, like Mira or--"
Daphne interrupts with a playful pout," Awww, don't be like that. I know you're having a good time, just like I am." She gives you a playful look and teases, "If you're not, then how do you explain what I'm feeling right now?" You're not sure what she means at first, but, when Daphne squeezes her breasts for emphasis, you realize that you have a raging erection right now. Despite all of the crushing pressure, your body still can't help but get aroused by the close contact with Daphne's smooth, soft flesh.
Despite yourself, you start to moan at Daphne's squeezing, giving her all the confirmation she needs to continue her workout with you. Next Daphne goes over to a horizontal chest press machine. She sits down with you still firmly tucked in the top of her breasts. She grabs the handles in front of her and gives you a wink before starting. When she starts, you quickly realize that her breasts might be a bit big for the machine. They're big enough that, every time she pulls the handles back, she has to press them against her breasts, causing them to jiggle wildly and rock your world. You experience more of the same when she sits down at the Pec Fly machine. Whenever she horizontally moves the large, padded handles from her side to her front, they press against the top of her bosom. With every rep, you disappear between Daphne's breasts as they heave and squeeze you with increasing pressure, leaving you nearly breathless.
Finally, Daphne gets up and checks on you again. "Phew, that felt great! How are you holding up, little guy?" This time you're to dazed and exhausted to respond, which Daphne finds adorable. "Hee Hee. You're so cute. Well don't worry. I have just one more workout before we finish. This time, I want to work on my abs." She heads over to a slanted sit-up bench, hooks her legs on it, and lies back. With no room to cross her arms on her chest, she crosses them below her breasts, hefting them and squeezing you a little more. Daphne sits up, but the movement causes her breasts to bounce, shaking you wildly for a few moments. The shaking comes to a sudden halt when she reaches the peak of her sit-up. Her breasts are pressed against her legs, which compresses you hard between her boobs for a few moments. This goes on for a little while, the warmth and rubbing of Daphne's soft, sweaty breasts still keeping you very hot and bothered.
Finally, Daphne gets up and, breathing heavily, relishes in a workout well-done. "Wow, going to the gym is great, especially with a cute coach like you, Tim!" She smiles down at you in her cleavage as her heaving chest bobs up and down from her breathing. Likewise, you're also exhausted.
"Glad *Pant* *Pant* you enjoyed yourself *Pant* *Pant*"
Daphne puts a concerned look on her face, "Wow, Tim, you look really tired. Maybe..."
What next?
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