Today you'll practice with the runners. Coach Farouk whistles and waves over one of the runners. The one coming over is called William. He is a tall guy, lean and in shape with bushy brown hair and a laid back attitude. "What's up coach?" Coach tosses you towards William and you scream as you fly to the air. "Your turn to take care of our tiny mascot. Just keep him alive." William catches you with one hand and looks down. "Will do coach." And without a second thought he shoves you in his shorts pocket and zips it up. Before returning to the others.
For the next hours you are stuck in the guys pocket as he practices his starts, runs around the field and does other exercises. The shorts maybe of a breathing material, but it still stinks of Williams sweat and musk. And when he runs you get smacked in the face over and over again by his rock-hard thigh.
After practice you hear William enter the locker room and you expect to be released. But suddenly William lowers his shorts and tosses them, with you still zippered up. In his bag. The smell of stale sweat is horrible and as a towel is dropped on you and you hear a zipper close you realise William has completely forgotten about you. You try to struggle free, but you can't open the zipper from the inside and eventually you give up.
Hours later the bag starts moving and even later it opens and the shorts get lifted from the bag. You jump around and scream at the top of your lungs. "Huh?!" You hear William grunt and he suddenly opens the zipper and picks you out. "Oh damn, I forgot about you." You notice him dropping the shorts into a washing machine. "Good thing I got you out in time." Suddenly he stuffs you into his regular pocket as he continues doing his laundry.
As he returns to his room he fishes you out and drops you on his desk, he walks off and brings you back a little bowl of water to wash your face with and he sits down in his desk chair looking at you. "You are really tiny, you know?" You look up from washing and rinsing your mouth. "Yeah, I know. And forgettable apparently." William grins, "Yeah, sorry about that, I guess we don't normally use our pockets. So I forgot to check." You wave it away. "It's fine, it got me out of literary history I suppose. Just be sure to write me a note." William laughs, "Will do." At least you didn't miss Algebra... I hate Algebra... I don't get it." You look up. "I love algebra, it's so logical and... It doesn't have me dealing with giants all the time. But if you need help, I could make an exception." William blinks and grins. "Wait here for a sec." And he walks off getting his books and stuff. You notice he's wearing skinny jeans that show off his strong legs and round buttocks. The oversized hoodie makes his upper body look even leaner than it probably is though.
A little later you are walking him through some hard math problems and he seems to get it. "Wow, you're a better teacher than a runner I guess." He jokes. "Would be bad for me if it was the other way around right?" You joke back and william laughs. "I guess, at least you won't know the pressure of having to compete for your school. I'm pretty stressed out for the meet next week." You look up, "but you are one of the fastest runners we have. You'll do fine." William shrugs, "Fine, won't cut it. I need to do great, or maybe even perfect. But being a little bigger than the others doesn't give me much of an advantage, it might even be a small disadvantage for catching more wind and being a little heavier." You shrug back. "Well, you can always outrun me. I can't even dream of going as fast as you guys. Well I did today of course, but that wasn't the same thing." William chuckles. "I guess you did at that. At least your weight didn't hold me back. But I'm surprised your not black an blue all over." You shrug, "I might not be fast, but I'm pretty sturdy. Guess something about evolution makes us tinies more equipped to dealing with stuff like that. Kind like how it's not that easy to squash an ant." William laughs, "I guess you get used to being stepped on at your size." You nod "stepped on, kicked out of the way, sat on. Just about everything." William blinks. "You get sat on?" You shrug, "sometimes, it happens." William laughs, "Well hopefully I never sit on you, you're sure to be crushed by my weight. And those glutes don't really give." You shrug, "Last week coach Farouk accidentally plopped down on me and sat on me for about an hour before realising it. And not to be rude, but he is about twice the man you are.
William laughs, "no way, those are tall tales for such a tiny man. I don't believe a word you say." You shrug, "As long as you believe my explanations on math, I'm good." William looks at you, "you don't seem like a liar or like you are bragging, though." You look up at William, "You're not gonna let it go now, I suppose, untill you have proof?" William leans back and looks up to the ceiling. "I guess not." You drop the piece of pencil you were using to write. "Fine, just not under those jeans... There's no way you can feel me that way." William gets up and walks to the bathroom. He comes back a few minutes later wearing his running tights. You used.a charging cable to climb down to the seat of the desk chair and are already laying down in the middle. You see William check the desk before he looks down and sees you. "Well I guess this is either the end, or the rear-end for you." And he slides the chair back, swivels it around, turns around and gently sits down on top of you. Slowly letting his full weight engulf you right between the cheeks. Slowly he rolls back to sit up, steamrolling you even more into the seat. You hear him laugh, "oh wow, I can actually feel you under my ass. Can you give me a sign of life." You try to kick as hard as you can and your leg twitches a little. "I felt that." William chuckles. "If you're okay, can you do that once, or otherwise twice?" You twitch once. "Can I move around a bit?" You twitch once again.
William softly slides around a bit, back and forth, side to side untill you guess he sits comfortably. "There, that's a great spot. You still alive?" You twitch once. "I just wonder if you could also survive on the inside because these tights are pretty tight already. Would you mind trying that?" You hold still for a second...
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