Chapter #6Little Yoga Buddy by: Unknown With your body pulled so tight against the blonde's gigantic rear, you couldn't even spare a twitch to rip free from the super glue confines. Brianna was happily headed right for the already occupied yoga studio, a certain bounce in her step as she thought about just how savvy it was to have a tiny who had wanted to help her out with her yoga pants problem.
For you though, your entire vision was taken up by ass flesh, being stretched right across the bare ass of the gorgeous woman, you noted she was unfortunately no longer wearing any kind of panties. If you'd had the chance to ask why, she'd have remarked they just irritate her intimates once they get drenched in her sweat, and oh lord do they once she truly gets going. Instead, you had to only question why cluelessly as her bare cheeks swayed and clapped against you, almost teasing you the same way their host would.
As she stepped into the class, finding a nicely laid out mat towards the back, her mind remained drifting on thoughts of the cute boy who was about to get the total experience with her self-proclaimed 'best body part'. Sitting onto the mat and crossing her legs, you felt the enormous weight of the broad slam down, her plush booty splaying out across the mat but providing little relief from the titanic pressure. A sensual sigh escaped her lips as she felt the definite squish between her cheeks, and she knew the little guy must be in booty heaven.
The irony of that thought as you lived in hell as the long class began, the oppressive heat, moist walls, and rising smell far from anything pleasurable as the blonde babe simply stretched her legs forward and bent to touch her socked toes. Her smooth skin rubbed against you as each tiny movement she made caused a titanic shift in her weight, smearing the flesh of her ass all over your helpless form.
It was difficult, but Brianna was doing her best at silencing her purrs of pleasure at feeling your malleable and especially stretchy body follow her every move. She bit her plump bottom lip, the frustration at having to take you home right after her class not lost on her. It had only been about ten minutes, but she was already falling madly in love with the feel a guy like you added to her backside.
As the routine continued, with your face sinking deeper and deeper into the blonde's monstrous ass despite stretching even wider with every passing pose, the formerly moist walls of your prison soon became overwhelmed by beads of sweat that seemed almost eager to splash across you. Your silent cries of mercy fell on no one, although Brianna did notice the signature squelch her ass produced as she slammed it down on the mat and she knew her workout was going well. 'Oh shoot, kinda forgot to tell the guy how bad it gets back there...' Bri internally bemused before shrugging off her concern, 'Meh, I'm sure he knew what he was getting into, that cute little helper!'
You wished you could sputter against the waves of sweat that met their end on your pitiful body, but your flattened and glued flat form had to sit and take the full brunt of the sopping, hot fluid as it soaked right into your being. The increasingly noxious smell of pungent sweat this woman's ass was producing made you sick, and you wished more than ever you could scream out for her to take you off, you'd find your own damn way home if you had to!
All you received in response was a firm rubbing into the mat, as Brianna finished up another pose and took a rest atop your beaten-down body. 'Hmm, maybe this Anthony guy actually likes this kinda stuff? He did trek alllll the way through the house just to talk to me. Maybe we could come to the gym like this more often, once I know where he lives I could even pick him up on the way! We'd make such a great gym power-couple!' giggling quietly to herself in the back of the studio, your gorgeous captor couldn't help but fantasize as she enjoyed the supportive pull she felt you deliver as she went into a deep squat, the sweat now dripping with gravity onto your exposed face.
What followed was pure ecstasy for Brianna as she went through her regular weekly routine, always enjoying this opportunity to stretch and relax, but this time with a secretive little buddy that made her feel especially sharp. As the laborious 90 minute class reached it's conclusion, Bri took a moment to swipe a hand along your back, purely out of habit to gauge how bad her notorious sweat marks would be, only to feel nothing but your squishy flesh. "Oh my gosh...absorbent too? Ughh this is just what I've been looking for!" Brianna whispered to herself, her dooming language lost on you as your senses were numb from the booty-filled experience you'd just endured.
You never thought this feeling could make you feel happy, but soon you felt the familiar sensation of this curvy blonde as she sashayed her way back to her locker. Your heart was anxiously awaiting the moment you'd be freed, and the first step you actually got as she dropped her pants, now exposing her bare hips to you as you stared through sweat-stained vision up at her titanic form.
Picking you up from the floor, you expected for her to peel you free immediately, only to be unceremoniously dumped into her locker, joining her soaked workout gear as well. She, thank the heavens, hadn't seemed to have forgotten you though, as she whispered into her locker, "Amazing work there little guy~! I couldn't have made it on time without you, so thanks! I swear it's like you were made for this job...wait, don't tell me you've done this kinda thing before?" Brianna seemed to be losing herself in her own fantastical ramblings, only scaring you more as her cheery voice continued, "Anyways, thanks again, I'm just going to shower and change and we'll get you right back home!"
Wanting to cry out for her to just reform you first, you sat obediently in silence as she tossed her still warm, and damp, socks into the locker, sealing you in darkness as she closed the locker and walked off to shower. You took the brief time you had to bemuse that she was at least taking you home soon, at which point you could hopefully clarify being worn was not something you were interested in. A twinge pierced your heart however, as part of you was still hoping you could somehow salvage this situation and get her number out of this, she was just too damn stunning to miss out on with your foot in the door like this.
Soon enough, the bombshell blonde's shining smile appeared above you as she opened the locker, hair now soaked from the warm shower and not from her sweat. You couldn't make out the tantalizing sight of her assets freely exposed for you, as she reached for her clothes in the locker and you were toppled over into her same bag. You silently bemoaned this fact as she reappeared, back in her cute dress from before, as she held you in her grasp.
"Alright, Anthony, now let's see about getting you home!" Actually opting to stuff you back into the bag, you felt your body sway as it was thrown over her shoulder and she exited the gym. Upon reaching her car once again, it finally dawned on her she had no idea where you lived! Reaching into the bag and digging you out, she took you into her hands and began working on peeling you off, only to find...
1) The super glue is holding tight! She could just rip you off, but she worries that could hurt you, or worse, ruin her favorite pair of leggings! Needing some kind of other solution, she figures you won't mind at all spending a bit more time at her house, maybe even getting a wash as you certainly were starting to smell after that yoga session.
2) You manage to pry free, able to give her your address and everything! Now's your chance to ensure you get your message across, and hopefully get to see her again! Of course little did you know she was super eager to take you out again too~ | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |