This choice: Fight for your Rights with Amy! • Go Back...Chapter #2Activist Amy and her Ant-Sized Allies by: Hectic   Coming to today’s date on your planner you groaned upon seeing “Participate in Amy’s protest” written down. You had forgotten entirely that a week before she approached you in the dining hall and asked for you to join in and support her fight for the rights of tiny men. No matter how many times you had told her that your treatment wasn’t all that bad, it seemed like the message never got through to her. Even the school administration had gotten used to the ruckus she would stir up every once in a while, usually allowing these protests to take place as long as they didn’t get out of hand. Normally you would have been happy to meet someone who cared so deeply for you, but Amy, well, had some interesting quirks that you discovered the first time you encountered her. Your mind couldn’t help but drift back to that fateful day…
*Flashback commence*
You met Amy on the first day of school at orientation, and from that moment on her entire identity perplexed you. It was during the welcome speech that the Dean gave every year to incoming freshman, and you as well as a large group of other tiny men were sitting on one sectioned off part of the stadium benches. As the Dean continued on with her somewhat boring speech, all of the sudden a loud voice boomed out from a megaphone to the side of the stage.
“Less height shouldn’t mean less rights! Equality for all no matter the size!” The voice repeated this somewhat clunky phrase over and over again as it got closer to the crowd. Finally, the source of the noise appeared and it was a girl you could only describe as nearly cartoonishly proportioned. The entire audience was staring at the spectacle, as she walked towards the crowd wearing a pair of shorts that must have been two sizes too small for her, as well as a revealing crop top. Her somewhat pale, jiggly flesh spilled out of every visible opening in her clothes, and her blonde hair framed her cute face perfectly. She wore a pair of large, frameless glasses that for some reason it felt like she didn’t even need. In short, she looked more like a porn star pretending to be a nerd than an actual political activist.
Now you and all of the other students expected the response to this intrusion to be more or less total rejection, however to everyone’s surprise the Dean actually responded to her in a respectful manner. “Now it seems like we have a future politician among us! This is the kind of enthusiasm we like to see at Middletown University! Take a seat for now and we can talk face to face after the orientation, does that sound good, Miss…”
“Baker, uhh, Amy Baker.” It seemed like the girl didn’t expect this response as well she seemed slightly flustered before the Dean continued,
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Miss Baker, I applaud your commitment to a cause! Now please take a seat if you would be so kind.” Amy was utterly flabbergasted, expecting a much more aggressive response than she had received, and for that reason she couldn’t come up with anything else to say. With the conversation concluded, the Dean returned to her speech. Walking back towards the stands Amy scanned the benches but couldn’t find a single open seat among the girls. Until she came to one that was finally empty, or at least it seemed to be…
You and the crowd of tiny guys around you watched with fear as this curvaceous activist walked directly towards you. Not entirely sure what was happening, you looked to the girls sitting to your left and right only to see both of them on their phones, not paying a lick of attention to what was happening. As Amy reached your tiny seating section you and the other guys looked up, assuming she was coming to say something inspirational to you about your rights and whatnot. But as soon as she reached the seat, Amy spun around without warning, flashing her ludicrously big, and nearly bare ass to all of the tiny men now in its shadow. Neither you, nor any other tiny guy had a moment to get her attention as she dropped her buns down onto the bench without a second thought. Every single guy was obliterated beneath her meaty cheeks, however fate seemed to be extra cruel to you that day, as you a hole in the crack of her shorts homed right in on just you. Immediately you felt your body slip past the fabric right into the warm, crack of her butt and you cursed this girl’s obvious ditziness.
Luckily, the girl directly behind Amy was none other than your now neighbor, Chelsea, and she witnessed the entire event transpire. She couldn’t believe her eyes as the girl who was shouting about fair treatment for tiny men had just squashed around 50 of them without even noticing. Leaning forward she whispered,
“Uhh, Amy, right? The seat your sitting in was reserved for the male freshman… you’re sitting right on top of them.” Chelsea whispered to try and avoid embarrassing the girl too much.
Amy’s heart absolutely sunk upon hearing those words, and she sat still for nearly 30 seconds before squeaking out an almost inaudible “thank… you” behind her. She then lifted her ass slightly off the bench and looked down to see dozens of tiny guys crushed flat into the surface. Her stomach dropped even further upon getting confirmation that she really had done that. Reluctantly she brought her hands to each of her large cheeks, brushing them downwards to wipe off the remaining guys stuck to her flesh in the same way that someone would wipe sand off of their butt after a trip to the beach. Feeling her ass and back of her thighs one last time, she was satisfied that there were no longer any tiny guys stuck to her, and she ducked down, whispered “I am so sorry, I’m your guys’ biggest supporter I never meant to do this,” before swiftly sneaking out of the stands and raising as little suspicion as she could.
However, Amy overlooked one singular guy who had the misfortune of being slid straight through her shorts and was now pinned firmly in her ass crack. This man, was of course, you. And as Amy’s cheeks steamrolled you with every hurried step back to her dorm room you couldn’t help but wonder what you did to deserve this on your first day.
*Flashback end*
Thankfully Amy found you showering later that night, and even more thankfully it was before she used the bathroom again. And after an extremely long apology followed by an even longer speech to you about tiny people’s rights, you pretty much assumed that you would be forced to interact with this girl more than you would like to.
You walked out your front door and began the trek across campus to the front of the administration building where Amy’s protest was being held. You jogged most of the way, and as a result found yourself there in less than 30 minutes. Sure enough you rounded one last corner and there was Amy, wearing a pair of nearly painted on gray leggings and a tube top, rocking her signature nerd glasses as well. She was holding a picket sign that read “Respect for Tinies!” and looking down at your eye level you saw that she had actually attracted a decent sized crowd of tiny men around her feet. You gulped, already getting a bad feeling about that many guys being that close to Amy’s sneakers. But nonetheless you approached, shouting up towards her and by some miracle getting her attention!
“Tom! I’m so glad you made it! I knew you were as passionate about your rights as I was! Come join the crowd! I promise I’m being extra careful not to squish anyone! I mean that would be pretty hypocritical of me if I did, wouldn’t it?!” Amy said this with a giggle, and it seemed apparent to you that Amy had completely forgotten about the times she had done that very thing in the past. You facepalmed at her ditziness before she spoke to the entire crowd.
“Okay guys we’re all ready! Let’s really stick it to the bigwigs who run this school! Sound good?!” Her words were met with a round of cheers from the tinies beneath her before she continued, “Great! Now today we’re going to be protesting in the form of a…”  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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