Daphne's turn!
Tiny Fitness Coach
chapter 11
by
copier
· original author:
dude501
"Just make it quick," Mira continues. "My boss doesn't really like it whenever I make bets with my co-workers and clients, claiming that it's 'unprofessional' and makes me 'slack off.' If she walks in and catches us doing this, it'll be my ass on the line." Mira turns back around, once again presenting you her giant ass clad in pink yoga pants, and gives one of her cheeks a big squeeze, making her ass bounce and jiggle in front of you in another delicious display. She teases, "and we wouldn't want anything bad to happen to this pretty ass, now would we, Timmy?"
You blush hard, partially because of Mira's teasing and partially because of your frustration. "After what it just put me through? Yeah, it'd be a real shame if something bad happened to it," you say bitterly. On the outside, you're still tired and breathing a bit heavily, but deep down you're seething. You're furious that these girls are so casually taking advantage of you, even if they think it's all in good fun, but you're more furious at yourself because a part of you, still very hard, has been enjoying this whole experience, something both girls clearly already know and are only encouraged by it. Working at this gym is going to be a lot harder with these two around.
Mira senses your frustration as she turns back around and responds with a warm smile. "Awww, don't be like that, Tim. For the time being, Joye put me in charge of you, so we should try and get along. Just think of this all as a morale booster. Heehee, well, it's certainly boosted something." You try and protest that last statement, but Mira makes her point by flicking your cock again. It takes all you have to hold back a moan, but your visible squirming makes Mira and Daphne laugh again. "Go on, Daphne. He's primed and ready for you," Mira says as she steps to the side. Daphne squeals as she takes her place in front of you and turns around, showing off a round, bouncy ass on par with Mira's. You never noticed because you were busy getting squished by her breasts, but Daphne's skintight shorts don't do a very good job of holding in her jiggly, massive rump. As Daphne continues to bounce on her feet, barely able to contain her excitement in the same way her shorts barely contain her ass, generous portions of her giant, creamy cheeks bounce free for the world, and you, to see. You flinch every time her cheeks collide and make an audible clap together, as if they're threatening to do the same with you in between them, but you still can't help but stare at the enticing display. Mira interrupts your trance by signalling Daphne's descent, "Get ready, Tim. Here she co--"
Suddenly, a knock on the door interrupts, and the voice that follows startles Mira, "Hey Mira, I hate to interrupt your training with Tim, but I need to talk to you." It's Mira's boss, and, if she comes in, she'll catch Mira slacking off and really let her have it. Mira has no time to react, and her blood runs cold as Joye opens the door and peeks her head in. "I just need you to look over these membership forms for some of the new clients you nabbed us this week, all of them guys, but that's no surprise." While she spoke, Joye didn't once look up at Mira, as her attention was on the clipboard in her hand and the forms on it. She continues to flip though the papers as she awaits Mira's response, not giving her so much as a glance.
Mira, still a little stunned by what's happening, realizes that Joye isn't paying attention and stammers, "Uh, s-sure thing, boss. I'll be right out." Her focus still mainly on the papers, Joye gives a small nod to confirm she heard Mira and pulls her head out from the doorway and closes the door. Both Mira and Daphne remain stunned for a few moments until Mira lets out a big sigh of relief. She dodged a bullet. You, on the other hand, groaned internally. Your only hope to get out of this mess just walked out the door. "Man, that was close! Well, I'd better get right on that, just so she doesn't come back. Daphne, you can continue Tim's 'punishment'. I'll be back in a minute." Mira walks out of her office with an extra strut in her step and sway in her hips, still relishing that she has an adorable co-worker that's fun to play with and absolutely gaga for her. Before she steps out, Mira gives you a wink, "Have fun," and closes the door behind her, leaving you alone with Daphne.
Now alone with her favorite new trainer, Daphne couldn't be happier with the way things turned out. Before she sits on you as planned, she turns back around and bends over in order to...console you. She gives you the same look as before, the one with a twinge of guilt overwhelmed by eagerness. "I'm sorry, Tim. I hope you don't think less of me for what I did. I just got so excited when I heard about your bet, and I thought it'd be the perfect way for us to spend more time together. If it makes you feel any better, you really were a great motivator during my workout. Having fun with a tiny man like you while I did it just felt so...exhilarating! I didn't want to stop."
You give an annoyed grunt and sit up. "Well thanks a lot! If you had just said that in the first place, I wouldn't have been flattened like a pancake under Mira's fat ass. Now, thanks to you, working here is gonna be ten times harder and a hundred times more embarrassing."
Daphne giggles at your cute protests and forces you to lay flat again with her finger. "Now hold on, little man. Don't act like you didn't enjoy it. I saw you pitch a tent at Mira's ass, and I saw you moan and squirm every time she rubbed it against your cock, which is why I'm sure you'll enjoy this." She stands up and turns around, showing off her rippling booty once again. This time, in order to really savor what's to come, Daphne slowly pulls up on her shorts, giving herself a wedgie and revealing more acres of her vast, creamy cheeks as her shorts disappear between them. Her preparations finished, Daphne starts to sensually sway her hips left and right. "I thought you just loved big boobs, but now I see you're a fan of anything that's big, bouncy, and soft." As she said those last three words, Daphne made her ass bounce and clap again. "Good thing I've got plenty to spare on both ends." She looks over her shoulder and smiles. She can't see you past her mountain of ass, but she knows she has your full attention. Like with Mira, Daphne places a hand on either side of you and hoists her ass up over the table, making it wobble and sway above you as her weight rests in her arms. "I bet your dick's just throbbing at the sight of this, huh?" A jab of shame hit you in the gut. She was spot on. Despite all the torment and pain, you're still very aroused by the display before you, but you remain silent, refusing to give her the satisfaction of being right.
Daphne pouts, "What's the matter, little guy? Are you still sore over my little, white lie, or are you starting to believe you're not a great trainer? I'm sorry. Here, let me make it up to you by showing how great of a trainer you really are, with a little work out." Before you can wonder what she meant by that, Daphne's ass descends. You know there's no stopping her, so you close your eyes and hold your hands in front of your face in a feeble attempt to brace for the pain and pressure to come. But...it doesn't come. Daphne doesn't lower her entire ass on you. Instead, she lowers herself just enough that it touches the tip of your penis, like what Mira did at first. Your eyes snap open as your feel a familiar jolt spread through your body, originating from your cock. Daphne giggles as she feels your erection jab into her flesh and begins her exercise."Onnneee." For a few seconds, she wiggles her hips from side to side, making your throbbing erection drag across her ass, just like what Mira did, only with no thin fabric on to restrain the exhilarating sensation of her soft flesh stimulating yours. Finally, Daphne lifts her ass back up, finishing her first rep, and you're left gritting your teeth to hold back groans, stubbornly refusing to let her know that you're enjoying this, though you both know it's futile. Daphne continues her workout, "Twwoooo...Threeeee...Fouurrrr...," each time she lowers her ass to touch and tease your cock as she wiggles all over it, each rep driving you mad. By the ninth rep, you can't hold it in much longer. You feel like you're about to explode and start to moan loudly, which puts an even bigger smile on Daphne's face as she hears you. Finally, she prepares to finish it, lifting her ass in the air above you once more, "annnnd ten!" All of a sudden, Daphne stops supporting her weight and her ass plummets on you, silencing your moans.
Flattened under Daphne's mountainous ass, all you can do is lie there and take it as she giggles and bounces on top of you, every giggle and move she makes a stimulating ripple that shakes through her ass, your body, and especially your cock. She still feels your throbbing erection jabbing into her ass and continues to savor the feeling as she slowly moves her hips left and right, grinding you into the table. "Mmmmm, do you feel better now, Tim? 'Cause I feel great!" Squelched under Daphne's bare ass cheek, you feel more heat emanating through it and more sweat coming off it than you did with Mira's, likely because Mira just got done working out with you not long ago. After another minute of grinding you with her ass, Daphne finally gets up from the table and squeals in joy. "Oh, that felt wonderful, Tim! It makes me want to come to this gym all the time and have you as my personal trainer. Doesn't that sound great Tim?...Tim?" She turns around to face the table and sees that you're gone. "Tim, where'd you go?" Little does Daphne realize that the sweat and heat from her ass, as well as her constant grinding, has stuck you to her ass. You're currently plastered spread-eagle against her left cheek, as if you tried to give it a hug (and maybe you were, towards the end there).
You blush hard, partially because of Mira's teasing and partially because of your frustration. "After what it just put me through? Yeah, it'd be a real shame if something bad happened to it," you say bitterly. On the outside, you're still tired and breathing a bit heavily, but deep down you're seething. You're furious that these girls are so casually taking advantage of you, even if they think it's all in good fun, but you're more furious at yourself because a part of you, still very hard, has been enjoying this whole experience, something both girls clearly already know and are only encouraged by it. Working at this gym is going to be a lot harder with these two around.
Mira senses your frustration as she turns back around and responds with a warm smile. "Awww, don't be like that, Tim. For the time being, Joye put me in charge of you, so we should try and get along. Just think of this all as a morale booster. Heehee, well, it's certainly boosted something." You try and protest that last statement, but Mira makes her point by flicking your cock again. It takes all you have to hold back a moan, but your visible squirming makes Mira and Daphne laugh again. "Go on, Daphne. He's primed and ready for you," Mira says as she steps to the side. Daphne squeals as she takes her place in front of you and turns around, showing off a round, bouncy ass on par with Mira's. You never noticed because you were busy getting squished by her breasts, but Daphne's skintight shorts don't do a very good job of holding in her jiggly, massive rump. As Daphne continues to bounce on her feet, barely able to contain her excitement in the same way her shorts barely contain her ass, generous portions of her giant, creamy cheeks bounce free for the world, and you, to see. You flinch every time her cheeks collide and make an audible clap together, as if they're threatening to do the same with you in between them, but you still can't help but stare at the enticing display. Mira interrupts your trance by signalling Daphne's descent, "Get ready, Tim. Here she co--"
Suddenly, a knock on the door interrupts, and the voice that follows startles Mira, "Hey Mira, I hate to interrupt your training with Tim, but I need to talk to you." It's Mira's boss, and, if she comes in, she'll catch Mira slacking off and really let her have it. Mira has no time to react, and her blood runs cold as Joye opens the door and peeks her head in. "I just need you to look over these membership forms for some of the new clients you nabbed us this week, all of them guys, but that's no surprise." While she spoke, Joye didn't once look up at Mira, as her attention was on the clipboard in her hand and the forms on it. She continues to flip though the papers as she awaits Mira's response, not giving her so much as a glance.
Mira, still a little stunned by what's happening, realizes that Joye isn't paying attention and stammers, "Uh, s-sure thing, boss. I'll be right out." Her focus still mainly on the papers, Joye gives a small nod to confirm she heard Mira and pulls her head out from the doorway and closes the door. Both Mira and Daphne remain stunned for a few moments until Mira lets out a big sigh of relief. She dodged a bullet. You, on the other hand, groaned internally. Your only hope to get out of this mess just walked out the door. "Man, that was close! Well, I'd better get right on that, just so she doesn't come back. Daphne, you can continue Tim's 'punishment'. I'll be back in a minute." Mira walks out of her office with an extra strut in her step and sway in her hips, still relishing that she has an adorable co-worker that's fun to play with and absolutely gaga for her. Before she steps out, Mira gives you a wink, "Have fun," and closes the door behind her, leaving you alone with Daphne.
Now alone with her favorite new trainer, Daphne couldn't be happier with the way things turned out. Before she sits on you as planned, she turns back around and bends over in order to...console you. She gives you the same look as before, the one with a twinge of guilt overwhelmed by eagerness. "I'm sorry, Tim. I hope you don't think less of me for what I did. I just got so excited when I heard about your bet, and I thought it'd be the perfect way for us to spend more time together. If it makes you feel any better, you really were a great motivator during my workout. Having fun with a tiny man like you while I did it just felt so...exhilarating! I didn't want to stop."
You give an annoyed grunt and sit up. "Well thanks a lot! If you had just said that in the first place, I wouldn't have been flattened like a pancake under Mira's fat ass. Now, thanks to you, working here is gonna be ten times harder and a hundred times more embarrassing."
Daphne giggles at your cute protests and forces you to lay flat again with her finger. "Now hold on, little man. Don't act like you didn't enjoy it. I saw you pitch a tent at Mira's ass, and I saw you moan and squirm every time she rubbed it against your cock, which is why I'm sure you'll enjoy this." She stands up and turns around, showing off her rippling booty once again. This time, in order to really savor what's to come, Daphne slowly pulls up on her shorts, giving herself a wedgie and revealing more acres of her vast, creamy cheeks as her shorts disappear between them. Her preparations finished, Daphne starts to sensually sway her hips left and right. "I thought you just loved big boobs, but now I see you're a fan of anything that's big, bouncy, and soft." As she said those last three words, Daphne made her ass bounce and clap again. "Good thing I've got plenty to spare on both ends." She looks over her shoulder and smiles. She can't see you past her mountain of ass, but she knows she has your full attention. Like with Mira, Daphne places a hand on either side of you and hoists her ass up over the table, making it wobble and sway above you as her weight rests in her arms. "I bet your dick's just throbbing at the sight of this, huh?" A jab of shame hit you in the gut. She was spot on. Despite all the torment and pain, you're still very aroused by the display before you, but you remain silent, refusing to give her the satisfaction of being right.
Daphne pouts, "What's the matter, little guy? Are you still sore over my little, white lie, or are you starting to believe you're not a great trainer? I'm sorry. Here, let me make it up to you by showing how great of a trainer you really are, with a little work out." Before you can wonder what she meant by that, Daphne's ass descends. You know there's no stopping her, so you close your eyes and hold your hands in front of your face in a feeble attempt to brace for the pain and pressure to come. But...it doesn't come. Daphne doesn't lower her entire ass on you. Instead, she lowers herself just enough that it touches the tip of your penis, like what Mira did at first. Your eyes snap open as your feel a familiar jolt spread through your body, originating from your cock. Daphne giggles as she feels your erection jab into her flesh and begins her exercise."Onnneee." For a few seconds, she wiggles her hips from side to side, making your throbbing erection drag across her ass, just like what Mira did, only with no thin fabric on to restrain the exhilarating sensation of her soft flesh stimulating yours. Finally, Daphne lifts her ass back up, finishing her first rep, and you're left gritting your teeth to hold back groans, stubbornly refusing to let her know that you're enjoying this, though you both know it's futile. Daphne continues her workout, "Twwoooo...Threeeee...Fouurrrr...," each time she lowers her ass to touch and tease your cock as she wiggles all over it, each rep driving you mad. By the ninth rep, you can't hold it in much longer. You feel like you're about to explode and start to moan loudly, which puts an even bigger smile on Daphne's face as she hears you. Finally, she prepares to finish it, lifting her ass in the air above you once more, "annnnd ten!" All of a sudden, Daphne stops supporting her weight and her ass plummets on you, silencing your moans.
Flattened under Daphne's mountainous ass, all you can do is lie there and take it as she giggles and bounces on top of you, every giggle and move she makes a stimulating ripple that shakes through her ass, your body, and especially your cock. She still feels your throbbing erection jabbing into her ass and continues to savor the feeling as she slowly moves her hips left and right, grinding you into the table. "Mmmmm, do you feel better now, Tim? 'Cause I feel great!" Squelched under Daphne's bare ass cheek, you feel more heat emanating through it and more sweat coming off it than you did with Mira's, likely because Mira just got done working out with you not long ago. After another minute of grinding you with her ass, Daphne finally gets up from the table and squeals in joy. "Oh, that felt wonderful, Tim! It makes me want to come to this gym all the time and have you as my personal trainer. Doesn't that sound great Tim?...Tim?" She turns around to face the table and sees that you're gone. "Tim, where'd you go?" Little does Daphne realize that the sweat and heat from her ass, as well as her constant grinding, has stuck you to her ass. You're currently plastered spread-eagle against her left cheek, as if you tried to give it a hug (and maybe you were, towards the end there).
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