Peering down at the mat, Emma could clearly see her wife’s flattened form staring up at her with pleading eyes. The blonde frowned as she waited for a response, raising an eyebrow and glaring slightly at the tiny bride. “Well… did you learn your lesson or not?” Frustrated, she moved her foot to give Sophie a poke, only to realise that the girl had been flattened so badly that she couldn’t even find her edge. “Oh…” Finally realising why she had yet to receive a response, Emma blushed slightly and squatted down to peel her flat wife from the impromptu prison. “Guess you can’t talk huh?”
Standing above, Ashlie smirked at her sister’s usual obliviousness, though she was a bit annoyed that the girl had realised her mistake rather than prolonging the little toy’s torment. The raven-haired girl had been hopping that Sophie’s tiny body would be taken along with the Brazilian woman’s booty. A situation that could potentially have seen the squishy pest leave her sister’s life forever.
Relieved that her wife was finally doing something to help her, Sophie tried to ignore the look she was receiving from Ashlie as Emma scrapped her nails along the sides of her body. But that look became much harder to ignore as it morphed from a frown to a victorious smirk in response to the blonde’s still fruitless attempts to free her squashed spouse. Apparently the Brazilian’s massive ass had really done a number on Sophie’s malleable body and the tiny girl was now little more than a cute logo on the yoga mat, her squished edges ironed on to the fabric so tightly that Emma couldn’t even get her nails underneath. Increasingly desperate attempts to free her did nothing but iron her on tighter as the clumsy women’s fingers probed all over her vulnerable body.
Thrilled at this development, it took all of Ashlie’s willpower to school her expression into something other than humour as her sister turned desperate eyes towards her, the consequences of her own actions gradually beginning to sink in. Behind the blonde the main doors were opening and a new wave of girls was coming in for the next class, presenting an opportunity that Ashlie just could not resist. “If you can’t free her by hand maybe we could suck her off with a hand vac. I think there’s a variety store next door that may…” She didn’t even have to finish as Emma sprung to her feet, sparing a single glance for her wife before running off towards the entrance with a quick ‘good idea’. Nearly doubled over with laughter, the evil twin shot Sophie a sarcastic wave and followed, though she continued to glance over her shoulder and smile as she watched what happened next.
The tiny bride could only stare in shock as Emma left her to fate’s non-existent mercy. Even after realising she was stuck, she had thought she would be okay, that her wife would take the logical course and stay with the mat until Sophie’s usual reforming process peeled her from its surface. But instead she watched as the bodacious blonde feel hook line and sinker for Ashlie’s thinly veiled trick, a sarcastic wave from her sister-in-law the last familiar sight before a new shadow fell upon her.
The yoga classes at this gym were quite popular, especially those held earlier in the day, and it was difficulty to even get a place most of the time. So of course, there was little chance that Sophie’s now unoccupied mat would remain so for long. And indeed, Emma and her sister hadn’t even had time to leave the room before a 30-something voluptuous redhead took their place, her bored eyes sparing only a quick glance for her chosen mat before dropping her full ass upon it, unknowingly zeroing in like a guided projectile on the squished girl beneath her as the defenceless woman vanished beneath her weight. Squirming slightly to get comfortable, the businesswoman had no idea of the torment she was inflicting on Sophie, trapped and crushed beneath her right cheek.
Not even thinking to look back as she passed more women at the entrance, Emma had no idea what had happened, while Ashlie struggled to contain her laughter as she watched Sophie disappear.
Soon the next yoga class began and the woman above the crushed girl began to move, her substantial ass sliding all over the mat and Sophie as the instructor started them on a number of sitting positions. It became quickly apparent that this woman had begun her workout before attending the class, as an existing layer of sweat was squeezed from her tight yoga pants by the constant movement, mixing with a fresh wave of perspiration that flowed from her ass. The horrid concoction was smeared all over Sophie as the redhead’s booty shifted above her, and was only added to as the woman rose to a standing position and began to trample all over the tiny bride.
It had never been at all clear to Sophie what kind of god she must have angered in a past life to have her kind of luck. And really there had to be some kind of divine intervention in play here. Otherwise there was really no way to explain how, no matter what position she assumed, the woman above her always managed to be crushing her tiny body in some way. Whether it was beneath the redhead’s sweaty rear, grimy feet or her heaving breasts, Sophie’s whole world quickly descended into an endless barrage of this unknown’s women’s bountiful feminine assets.
In the outside world Emma had finally returned after a ten minute trip to the closest store, only to gasp in horror as she watched an increasingly sweat-soaked redhead using the mat that she had left her precious wife on. In the time it had taken her to return she hadn’t thought of this possibility, and now she was too embarrassed to intervene. Clutching her newly purchasing hand vac to her chest she looked to her sister for comfort. “What do we do? I think that lady’s crushing Sophie!”
Ashlie shrugged, feigning concern will jumping for joy inside. “There’s not much we can do right now. The class goes for another fifty minutes so at least we know she won’t move before then. She might not be safe, per se, but we know where she is at least.” The black-haired girl attempted a sincere smile, though it was bordering on a smirk. “There’s no point just standing here waiting. Why don’t we get in a half-hour workout first? We’ll still make it back in plenty of time.”
Emma frowned, looking back into the class with a wince as she watched the unknowing redhead drop heavily onto the mat, twisting her generous ass deep into the fabric as she stretched out her legs and bent her entire body low. She knew that her wife was buried somewhere under that mass, and it was all her fault. “Okay… but you have to promise me we’ll be back in time.”
If Sophie had been able to hear or see any of this she would have begged Emma not to go, but as it was she could do nothing but endure the heavy weight of her unaware tormentor as her would be rescuer left the room once more. As if somehow aware that she was its prisoner for at least the next fifty minutes the body above her shifted and a quiet rumble was the tiny girl’s only warning before a warm blast of air hit her head on. The smell of the redhead’s gas, heavy enough to make Sophie want to retch, quickly saturated into the mat, ensuring that there was no escape for her even as the offending ass lifted away and long toes descended to give her their own welcoming gift.
By the time the class had finally finished Sophie had spent a full hour as the oblivious redhead’s tiny plaything. The woman herself had really worked herself hard and was sweating profusely as she sat on the mat, frowning slightly at the unpleasantly moist sensation of her butt sliding freely across the equally soaked fabric. Right now she wanted nothing more than to just head home and take a nap, sweaty clothes and all. With a heavy sigh she pulled herself to her feet, her yoga pants coming free with a wet slurp as the mat was left behind and she strode towards the exit.
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