You always quivered with fear whenever you saw the pillar of bulging biceps, pecs and ass cheeks that was Coach Bruce. His huge body could overpower even the strongest jock in gym class, yet for some reason he always picked on the weakest : you.
Gym class always consisted of exhausting physical activities such as running, sit-ups, push-ups and more. The beefy coach began his victimization of you on the first day of gym class, by sitting his giant globes on your back, forcing you to push your own weight off the floor plus his. Of course this ended with you grunting and groaning while coach laughed at your pathetic attempts in front of everyone.
Most of the other days of gym class torture were a blur because everytime it got worse. Coach Bruce was a handsome man with a million dollar smile and guns for days, but he was pretty much a handsome skunk at gym class. Whether it was sweat or farts, he would force it up everyone's nose. Your memories of torture got blurry everytime his stench filled your head, but you could remember the past few weeks vaguely featuring your face stuffed into his armpit, and another week flattened between the cleavage of his well massive pecs. Each time your humiliation would be accompanied by vulgar insults such as...
"You ready to get sat on you pathetic sack of shit?"
At first you thought it was a memory, but he was actually standing in front of you. That million dollar smile showing his excitement for yet another round of his personal twisted game. Everyone else was doing random activities involving balls and other sports equipment, while the only sports equipment near you was the giant ass of Coach Bruce which you would soon be forced to try and lift off.
As his ass meat smothered your face, you tried screaming for help and mercy. Your cries were met with chuckles from the beefy coach.
"You might wanna close your mouth, shitsack," said the sadistic coach. You didn't over, however, as you were truly in need of help and continued screaming only to recieve a full force feeding of...
FAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRTT!!!!
You saw nothing but darkness, but imagined that million dollar smile on the coach's face as he laughed at your humiliation. Coach Bruce seemed to love displaying his power on weaklings, tlbut you didn't know why. But without you even realizing it, Coach Bruce suddenly noticed...
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