Liz notices you once she needs something from you
Tiny Fitness Coach
chapter 22
by
CrankoWanko
Liz's running shoe crashed down on top of you, flattening you to the ground for a moment, as you swore angrily at this girl's careless movements. Liz began walking back the other way, happily unaware that you were currently stuck to the underside of her shoe, and being smashed with every step she took. Liz eventually spoke aloud, "Am I going the right way?" but, of course, you couldn't respond. Liz, thinking you had fallen behind, stopped and began impatiently tapping her foot, further smacking you into the ground as she waited for you to 'catch up.' After a minute, Liz murmured, "Ah crap, did I step on him again?" as she leaned against a wall and lifted her shoe up. When she spotted you flattened against her sole she simply asked, without peeling you off, "Hey, trainer, is this the right way to the pool? I'm a little lost."
Your body unstuck itself from Liz's shoe and fell to the floor before you could reform enough to speak. Liz sighed as you slowly returned to your normal shape, when she noticed her shoe was untied. "Hang on, let me tie my shoe while you finish your beauty nap, princess." Liz mocked as she squatted down, not realizing that you were paralyzed and not just being lazy. You were still lying on the floor as Liz's ample posterior rushed downwards, until it was hanging directly overhead. You were still too flat to move as Liz's gigantic thighs and ass wobbled overhead, her tight leggings pulled so taut across her buttocks that you could see some thin panty lines across each massive cheek. It looked like Liz made sure to unnecessarily wiggle her ass a couple times above you as she finished tying her shoes, before you were finally able to stand up. Trying to ignore the tremendous butt hovering overhead, you scolded, "Liz, you stepped on me AGAIN!"
Liz looked down at you between her thighs and smirked, "Aww, sorry little guy!" You were taken aback; this was the first time Liz had actually seemed apologetic in any way. Liz continued, "I bet you wanted to walk behind me, so you could get a nice long look of my gorgeous ass, huh?" Liz swayed her ass above you again, as if taunting you with its size, as you sighed, realizing her 'apology' was nothing more than an attempt to inflate her own ego.
You frowned at her misunderstanding and walked forward, trying to get out from underneath her sizeable rear, "What? No! I mean would you PLEASE watch where you're going? It really sucks getting stepped on over and over." You tried to control your temper, but this ditzy girl was trying your patience. You suppressed the urge to add, "Especially multiple times by the same dumb bimbo..." When you were nearly below Liz's face, she gave another coy smile, "Well it's not my fault I can't see you down there! These big boobies just make it so hard for me to see you!" Liz grabbed you, and held you in her fist next to her bellybutton as she stood up. You noticed that Liz actually had a small silver piercing on her belly-button, before she explained, "I mean, look at these things! When you're down there, I can barely tell where you are! See?" With you held in place, Liz shook her chest a few times, causing her shirt to dance as her gigantic breasts bounced and squished against each other above your head. You couldn't see Liz's beautiful face anymore, as it was eclipsed by her two jiggling melons, which were very tightly compressed by her shirt. The loose bottom of Liz's shirt swung over your head a few times, giving you momentary glimpses at the bare underside of Liz's tits as they wobbled around.
At one point, each of Liz's breasts bounced in opposite directions, and you got a brief glimpse of her smiling face through the temporary canyon of cleavage. Liz smiled as she saw you staring up at her, and once her breasts slammed together, blocking your view of her face again, she said, "But you know what, if you don't wanna get stepped on again, I just got a great idea!" You tried to pry Liz's fist apart to climb out, but she was holding you tightly by the legs. Liz brought you closer to her stomach with one hand, until you were almost resting against her smooth flesh, and reached up with her free hand. You looked up Liz's shirt to see her prying her cleavage apart, creating a gap between each massive breast. After managing to create enough of a space, Liz raised you up and stuffed you between each breast, until you were wedged in place by her cleavage. As you struggled to look up to face Liz, she giggled and said, "There, what do you think? I bet you're in heaven right now, huh?"
You turned your head past the wall of soft flesh and looked up into Liz's beaming face, and said, "Why the hell can't you just carry me normally? This is incredibly unprofessional!"
Liz seemed confused and annoyed at your response, "You SAID you didn't wanna get stepped on! How else am I SUPPOSED to carry you?"
You pushed some of Liz's enormous breast away from your face and shouted, "WITH YOUR HANDS, DUH!"
Liz scoffed at your response and haughtily replied, "Yeah, well, I think it's funnier to carry you THIS way!" and released her breasts, letting them squash together over you, holding you in place firmly as she went back to walking towards the pool. You cursed aloud as Liz's enormous breasts smashed together with each of her footfalls, hammering you between each mound of flesh, but your complaints were silenced by the girl's chest.
It felt like far longer than it should have taken for Liz to reach the pool. All you could concentrate on was the constant bouncing and squishing as Liz's enormous boobs swayed from side to side, with you trapped between them helplessly. It was hard to think straight with this girl's soft flesh rubbing against the front and back of your body at the same time, with pressure randomly coming and going as her breasts jostled everywhere. You wondered if Liz got lost again, before you were squashed flatter than ever against one of her breasts as she began bouncing in place. You heard her excitedly cheering, "I'm heeeere!" to nobody in particular; she must have found her way to the pool.
A sudden burst of light hit you from above: Liz had peeled her huge breasts apart to look down her cleavage at you, "So, my little trainer, we're here! I just need to change into my swimsuit and we can finally start our FUN FILLED day together!" Liz said with an eager smile. You were just opening your mouth to demand that Liz pull you free when...
Your body unstuck itself from Liz's shoe and fell to the floor before you could reform enough to speak. Liz sighed as you slowly returned to your normal shape, when she noticed her shoe was untied. "Hang on, let me tie my shoe while you finish your beauty nap, princess." Liz mocked as she squatted down, not realizing that you were paralyzed and not just being lazy. You were still lying on the floor as Liz's ample posterior rushed downwards, until it was hanging directly overhead. You were still too flat to move as Liz's gigantic thighs and ass wobbled overhead, her tight leggings pulled so taut across her buttocks that you could see some thin panty lines across each massive cheek. It looked like Liz made sure to unnecessarily wiggle her ass a couple times above you as she finished tying her shoes, before you were finally able to stand up. Trying to ignore the tremendous butt hovering overhead, you scolded, "Liz, you stepped on me AGAIN!"
Liz looked down at you between her thighs and smirked, "Aww, sorry little guy!" You were taken aback; this was the first time Liz had actually seemed apologetic in any way. Liz continued, "I bet you wanted to walk behind me, so you could get a nice long look of my gorgeous ass, huh?" Liz swayed her ass above you again, as if taunting you with its size, as you sighed, realizing her 'apology' was nothing more than an attempt to inflate her own ego.
You frowned at her misunderstanding and walked forward, trying to get out from underneath her sizeable rear, "What? No! I mean would you PLEASE watch where you're going? It really sucks getting stepped on over and over." You tried to control your temper, but this ditzy girl was trying your patience. You suppressed the urge to add, "Especially multiple times by the same dumb bimbo..." When you were nearly below Liz's face, she gave another coy smile, "Well it's not my fault I can't see you down there! These big boobies just make it so hard for me to see you!" Liz grabbed you, and held you in her fist next to her bellybutton as she stood up. You noticed that Liz actually had a small silver piercing on her belly-button, before she explained, "I mean, look at these things! When you're down there, I can barely tell where you are! See?" With you held in place, Liz shook her chest a few times, causing her shirt to dance as her gigantic breasts bounced and squished against each other above your head. You couldn't see Liz's beautiful face anymore, as it was eclipsed by her two jiggling melons, which were very tightly compressed by her shirt. The loose bottom of Liz's shirt swung over your head a few times, giving you momentary glimpses at the bare underside of Liz's tits as they wobbled around.
At one point, each of Liz's breasts bounced in opposite directions, and you got a brief glimpse of her smiling face through the temporary canyon of cleavage. Liz smiled as she saw you staring up at her, and once her breasts slammed together, blocking your view of her face again, she said, "But you know what, if you don't wanna get stepped on again, I just got a great idea!" You tried to pry Liz's fist apart to climb out, but she was holding you tightly by the legs. Liz brought you closer to her stomach with one hand, until you were almost resting against her smooth flesh, and reached up with her free hand. You looked up Liz's shirt to see her prying her cleavage apart, creating a gap between each massive breast. After managing to create enough of a space, Liz raised you up and stuffed you between each breast, until you were wedged in place by her cleavage. As you struggled to look up to face Liz, she giggled and said, "There, what do you think? I bet you're in heaven right now, huh?"
You turned your head past the wall of soft flesh and looked up into Liz's beaming face, and said, "Why the hell can't you just carry me normally? This is incredibly unprofessional!"
Liz seemed confused and annoyed at your response, "You SAID you didn't wanna get stepped on! How else am I SUPPOSED to carry you?"
You pushed some of Liz's enormous breast away from your face and shouted, "WITH YOUR HANDS, DUH!"
Liz scoffed at your response and haughtily replied, "Yeah, well, I think it's funnier to carry you THIS way!" and released her breasts, letting them squash together over you, holding you in place firmly as she went back to walking towards the pool. You cursed aloud as Liz's enormous breasts smashed together with each of her footfalls, hammering you between each mound of flesh, but your complaints were silenced by the girl's chest.
It felt like far longer than it should have taken for Liz to reach the pool. All you could concentrate on was the constant bouncing and squishing as Liz's enormous boobs swayed from side to side, with you trapped between them helplessly. It was hard to think straight with this girl's soft flesh rubbing against the front and back of your body at the same time, with pressure randomly coming and going as her breasts jostled everywhere. You wondered if Liz got lost again, before you were squashed flatter than ever against one of her breasts as she began bouncing in place. You heard her excitedly cheering, "I'm heeeere!" to nobody in particular; she must have found her way to the pool.
A sudden burst of light hit you from above: Liz had peeled her huge breasts apart to look down her cleavage at you, "So, my little trainer, we're here! I just need to change into my swimsuit and we can finally start our FUN FILLED day together!" Liz said with an eager smile. You were just opening your mouth to demand that Liz pull you free when...
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