Water Aerobics with Liz
Tiny Fitness Coach
chapter 24
by
copier
· original author:
dude501
After taking a few moments to calm down and recompose yourself, you turn around to face Liz and officially start the session. Upon turning around, you're momentarily taken aback by Liz's giant breasts placed directly in front of you, nearly engulfing your entire vision and threatening to engulf you too, once they get closer. If you're chest level with Liz, you two must be on the shallower side of the pool, given how short she is. Despite the surprise, you begin. "Alright, well, like Joye said, we're gonna prepare you for the rest of the session by starting off with some pool aerobics, improving your core as well as your flexibility."
Liz interrupts with another indignant huff. "I don't need to do this! Like, there are plenty of guys (and even a couple of girls) who say I'm plenty flexible."
Knowing no other way to respond to that, you sigh. "Well that's...nice. But, as your trainer, I strongly recommend you try these. They'll be a big help to you down the line."
Liz rolls her eyes."Hmph, whatever."
"Ok, great. And, since we're pressed for time (thanks to a certain someone), we'll just do one set of reps for each exercise. Let's start with some side stretches. First, to the left." Leading Liz by example, you raise your right arm over your head and lean over your left hip for a few seconds, then do the reverse for your right hip. Liz half-heatedly follows your example while looking away, clearly preferring to do something else, but at least she's being somewhat compliant. You start to think this might not be so bad, but you notice something, two somethings. This exercise is making her giant breasts bounce and sway from left to right, mirroring your movement. and her skimpy swimsuit makes them all the more distracting. You especially can't help but look at the large pink nipple aimed directly at you the whole time. Maybe this wasn't your best choice for her. "Ok, I think that's enough of that stretch."
"Ugh, finally! Are we done here yet?"
"Not yet, just a few more exercises. Next is the gutter push-up."
"EW, what!? You're not making me roll around in some dingy gutter!"
"*sigh* It's not what you think. Basically, you're gonna put your hands on the ledge here in front of me and use them to hoist yourself up, then back down. Ten times."
Liz lets out an exasperated sigh before giving in to your orders, hoisting herself into the air by pushing off the ledge. Like with the last exercise, you can't help but notice Liz's breasts, blocking her face from sight, bouncing and colliding with her every sudden movement. Liz gently lowers herself back down to finish her first rep, but, instead of continuing, she crosses her arms and pouts. "Like, I don't wanna do this anymore! It's boring and hard."
Confused, you ask, "Hard? You only have to do this nine more times. You should be able to do this easy. What's the problem?"
"These!" Liz starts squeezing her breast for emphasis, her acres of soft flesh overflowing between her fingers. "My boobies. They're just so big and heavy. A cute, little thing like me can't be expected to do such an awful exercise with these things in tow. Someone (namely me) might get hurt. Can't we stop now, please?"
Again, Liz's antics leave you momentarily speechless. "Uh, well. That's the whole point of these exercises, Liz, so you can get strong enough to handle heavy weights like your, um...Look, just give it a shot. You might be stronger than you think. Plus, the sooner you get this done, the sooner we move onto something else."
Liz gives another loud groan before relenting once again and continuing the set. Things go smoothly for a few reps, but, as Liz rises up for her fifth rep, you thought you saw her smirking. By the time you do a double-take, her breasts are already blocking her face from view and are descending. However, this time, without you noticing, Liz leans forward a little during her descent, allowing her left breast to get close enough to you brush her puffy nipple across your face and torso, knocking you over in surprise. You look up at her confused. She acts coy. "Like, sorry, little guy, but it's like I said: these boobs are so big and heavy that they can be hard to handle sometimes." You encourage her to be more careful as she finishes her set.
8...9... She's just about done, much to your relief. "Great, as soon as you finish this last rep, we'll move on to bounces, then we'll..." You pause when you notice a shadow above you and look up to see Liz's gigantic breasts directly above you. You have no time to react before she quickly descends, smashing you with her soft, wet melons and easily engulfing your entire body.
"And 10! There, I finished your stupid exercise. Now what?" Unable to see or hear you, Liz is confused as to where you went at first. "Short stuff?" She turns from side to side to look for you, slowly sliding her warm breasts across the cold pavement and inadvertently dragging you along with them. "Ugh, did you seriously go take a break while I'm forced to work up a sweat?" After Liz and her breasts come to a stop, you're finally given a chance to try and squirm free. You don't, but Liz feels you struggling beneath her mammoth breast, allowing her to finally out two and two together. She snorts, "Hmph, there you are. Like, I told you these were heavy." Instead of freeing you immediately, Liz opts to leave you beneath her chest a little longer, taking time to gloat. "And you didn't believe me." To further make her point, she squeezes her breasts on top of you, steamrolling you with their full weight for a few minutes.
Once satisfied, Liz finally releases her breasts, relieving a bit of the pressure from you. "Well, Mr. trainer, I hope you, like, learned your lesson. Otherwise, you're gonna be well acquainted with these babies by the end of this session." Liz steps back and drags her breasts off the edge of the pool. She expected you to be plastered against the pavement, but all of that pounding left you more plastered to the underside of her breast, meaning you slide of into the pool with them.The initial slap caused by her breasts colliding with the water surface stung, but fortunately all the water made you unstick from her breasts. After you take a moment to let your flattened body reform, you swim towards Liz and get her attention. Upon noticing you, she gives you another unamused look. "So, are we gonna move onto the next thing, or are you too busy enjoying the water."
At this point, you're extremely pissed at the way Liz has been treating you. How can someone so gorgeous be so horrible!? Nevertheless, you decide to keep trying to play nice, if only for your own bodily safety. "Liz, I would really appreciate it if you would be more cooperative. I'm not trying to be harsh. I'm trying to give you what you asked for: a training session, which requires training. If you just do the routine I have set out for you, we can get out of here sooner rather than later."
Liz rolls her eyes. "Like, fine, whatever." That's probably the best you'll ever get from her. "So what's next?"
"Bounces. These are easy. All you do is put your hands on your hips, feet together, jump, then repeat using that same momentum. Fifteen times." Liz mutters to herself as she gets into position. "Before you start, just let me swim clear of yo--Liz, wait!!" Before you have a chance to swim to a safe distance, Liz leaps into the air and quickly lands, making a splash that sends a surge of waves towards you. You're not strong enough to fight the waves, so you're forced to go to and fro with them as Liz continues her workout, which only creates more waves. By her third jump, it feels like you're spinning in a whirlpool. Amidst the frenzy, you fail to notice that the water is gradually pulling you back towards Liz every time she jumped. After a couple more jumps, you notice a familiar shadow looming above you. Liz's titanic breasts sink upon you once more, smashing you hard against their soft undersides. By the time she jumps in the air again, you're too stunned to move, allowing her breasts to slam onto you again and again. Finally, out of sheer luck, a wave comes by and pushes you from below her breasts before they descend again, in the nick of time. They splash in the water directly next to you, sending you spinning in another whirlpool.
All the while, Liz is muttering to herself. "10. omygoshIcan'tbeliveIhavetodothis...11..." Suddenly, she sees you spinning around in the water in front of her and stops. As the water has a chance to slowly die down, one last current sends you reeling towards Liz's cleavage, plastering you face first against it. After seeing what just happened, Liz snickers a bit before bursting out laughing. "Ohmygosh, that was, like, too funny!" In her amusement, she grabs her breasts and lightly squeezes you with them. "Careful, little guy: swim in deep waters for too long, and you might get swallowed up by a couple of whales. Haha."
You're not as amused. You manage to pull your face from Liz's breast and talk to her. "Ha Ha. Very funny. Now would you mind letting me go now?"
Liz pretends to think for a moment. "Hmmmm...No."
"No?"
"Like, I'm just following your orders, Mr. trainer. You told me to do these stinkin' exercises, and now I'm gonna do them, whether you're there or not." Your eyes widen in shock. This can't end well. Liz continues her workout, once again pounding you repeatedly with her mammoth tits every time she lands. "12...13...14...15!" Liz stops, finally finished with her set, giving you a reprieve. Liz sees you struggling against her breasts, completely at their mercy, and smirks. "Phew. You know what, short stuff? That was, like, actually pretty fun. I think I'm starting to enjoy these water exercises."
Liz interrupts with another indignant huff. "I don't need to do this! Like, there are plenty of guys (and even a couple of girls) who say I'm plenty flexible."
Knowing no other way to respond to that, you sigh. "Well that's...nice. But, as your trainer, I strongly recommend you try these. They'll be a big help to you down the line."
Liz rolls her eyes."Hmph, whatever."
"Ok, great. And, since we're pressed for time (thanks to a certain someone), we'll just do one set of reps for each exercise. Let's start with some side stretches. First, to the left." Leading Liz by example, you raise your right arm over your head and lean over your left hip for a few seconds, then do the reverse for your right hip. Liz half-heatedly follows your example while looking away, clearly preferring to do something else, but at least she's being somewhat compliant. You start to think this might not be so bad, but you notice something, two somethings. This exercise is making her giant breasts bounce and sway from left to right, mirroring your movement. and her skimpy swimsuit makes them all the more distracting. You especially can't help but look at the large pink nipple aimed directly at you the whole time. Maybe this wasn't your best choice for her. "Ok, I think that's enough of that stretch."
"Ugh, finally! Are we done here yet?"
"Not yet, just a few more exercises. Next is the gutter push-up."
"EW, what!? You're not making me roll around in some dingy gutter!"
"*sigh* It's not what you think. Basically, you're gonna put your hands on the ledge here in front of me and use them to hoist yourself up, then back down. Ten times."
Liz lets out an exasperated sigh before giving in to your orders, hoisting herself into the air by pushing off the ledge. Like with the last exercise, you can't help but notice Liz's breasts, blocking her face from sight, bouncing and colliding with her every sudden movement. Liz gently lowers herself back down to finish her first rep, but, instead of continuing, she crosses her arms and pouts. "Like, I don't wanna do this anymore! It's boring and hard."
Confused, you ask, "Hard? You only have to do this nine more times. You should be able to do this easy. What's the problem?"
"These!" Liz starts squeezing her breast for emphasis, her acres of soft flesh overflowing between her fingers. "My boobies. They're just so big and heavy. A cute, little thing like me can't be expected to do such an awful exercise with these things in tow. Someone (namely me) might get hurt. Can't we stop now, please?"
Again, Liz's antics leave you momentarily speechless. "Uh, well. That's the whole point of these exercises, Liz, so you can get strong enough to handle heavy weights like your, um...Look, just give it a shot. You might be stronger than you think. Plus, the sooner you get this done, the sooner we move onto something else."
Liz gives another loud groan before relenting once again and continuing the set. Things go smoothly for a few reps, but, as Liz rises up for her fifth rep, you thought you saw her smirking. By the time you do a double-take, her breasts are already blocking her face from view and are descending. However, this time, without you noticing, Liz leans forward a little during her descent, allowing her left breast to get close enough to you brush her puffy nipple across your face and torso, knocking you over in surprise. You look up at her confused. She acts coy. "Like, sorry, little guy, but it's like I said: these boobs are so big and heavy that they can be hard to handle sometimes." You encourage her to be more careful as she finishes her set.
8...9... She's just about done, much to your relief. "Great, as soon as you finish this last rep, we'll move on to bounces, then we'll..." You pause when you notice a shadow above you and look up to see Liz's gigantic breasts directly above you. You have no time to react before she quickly descends, smashing you with her soft, wet melons and easily engulfing your entire body.
"And 10! There, I finished your stupid exercise. Now what?" Unable to see or hear you, Liz is confused as to where you went at first. "Short stuff?" She turns from side to side to look for you, slowly sliding her warm breasts across the cold pavement and inadvertently dragging you along with them. "Ugh, did you seriously go take a break while I'm forced to work up a sweat?" After Liz and her breasts come to a stop, you're finally given a chance to try and squirm free. You don't, but Liz feels you struggling beneath her mammoth breast, allowing her to finally out two and two together. She snorts, "Hmph, there you are. Like, I told you these were heavy." Instead of freeing you immediately, Liz opts to leave you beneath her chest a little longer, taking time to gloat. "And you didn't believe me." To further make her point, she squeezes her breasts on top of you, steamrolling you with their full weight for a few minutes.
Once satisfied, Liz finally releases her breasts, relieving a bit of the pressure from you. "Well, Mr. trainer, I hope you, like, learned your lesson. Otherwise, you're gonna be well acquainted with these babies by the end of this session." Liz steps back and drags her breasts off the edge of the pool. She expected you to be plastered against the pavement, but all of that pounding left you more plastered to the underside of her breast, meaning you slide of into the pool with them.The initial slap caused by her breasts colliding with the water surface stung, but fortunately all the water made you unstick from her breasts. After you take a moment to let your flattened body reform, you swim towards Liz and get her attention. Upon noticing you, she gives you another unamused look. "So, are we gonna move onto the next thing, or are you too busy enjoying the water."
At this point, you're extremely pissed at the way Liz has been treating you. How can someone so gorgeous be so horrible!? Nevertheless, you decide to keep trying to play nice, if only for your own bodily safety. "Liz, I would really appreciate it if you would be more cooperative. I'm not trying to be harsh. I'm trying to give you what you asked for: a training session, which requires training. If you just do the routine I have set out for you, we can get out of here sooner rather than later."
Liz rolls her eyes. "Like, fine, whatever." That's probably the best you'll ever get from her. "So what's next?"
"Bounces. These are easy. All you do is put your hands on your hips, feet together, jump, then repeat using that same momentum. Fifteen times." Liz mutters to herself as she gets into position. "Before you start, just let me swim clear of yo--Liz, wait!!" Before you have a chance to swim to a safe distance, Liz leaps into the air and quickly lands, making a splash that sends a surge of waves towards you. You're not strong enough to fight the waves, so you're forced to go to and fro with them as Liz continues her workout, which only creates more waves. By her third jump, it feels like you're spinning in a whirlpool. Amidst the frenzy, you fail to notice that the water is gradually pulling you back towards Liz every time she jumped. After a couple more jumps, you notice a familiar shadow looming above you. Liz's titanic breasts sink upon you once more, smashing you hard against their soft undersides. By the time she jumps in the air again, you're too stunned to move, allowing her breasts to slam onto you again and again. Finally, out of sheer luck, a wave comes by and pushes you from below her breasts before they descend again, in the nick of time. They splash in the water directly next to you, sending you spinning in another whirlpool.
All the while, Liz is muttering to herself. "10. omygoshIcan'tbeliveIhavetodothis...11..." Suddenly, she sees you spinning around in the water in front of her and stops. As the water has a chance to slowly die down, one last current sends you reeling towards Liz's cleavage, plastering you face first against it. After seeing what just happened, Liz snickers a bit before bursting out laughing. "Ohmygosh, that was, like, too funny!" In her amusement, she grabs her breasts and lightly squeezes you with them. "Careful, little guy: swim in deep waters for too long, and you might get swallowed up by a couple of whales. Haha."
You're not as amused. You manage to pull your face from Liz's breast and talk to her. "Ha Ha. Very funny. Now would you mind letting me go now?"
Liz pretends to think for a moment. "Hmmmm...No."
"No?"
"Like, I'm just following your orders, Mr. trainer. You told me to do these stinkin' exercises, and now I'm gonna do them, whether you're there or not." Your eyes widen in shock. This can't end well. Liz continues her workout, once again pounding you repeatedly with her mammoth tits every time she lands. "12...13...14...15!" Liz stops, finally finished with her set, giving you a reprieve. Liz sees you struggling against her breasts, completely at their mercy, and smirks. "Phew. You know what, short stuff? That was, like, actually pretty fun. I think I'm starting to enjoy these water exercises."
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