The twelve-year-old blonde looked down at Ken, her blue eyes unblinking as she considered the most fitting punishment for Ken's utter failure during their practice game. Not to mention falling on her butt earlier in an attempt not to squish him underfoot.
"Don't worry, coach, I have the perfect little workout planned out for us," Katelyn announced as she made a move towards the stationary bike in the corner of the room. Skipping past dozens of frighteningly large machines, workout equipment the size of buildings, weights the size of a truck, and Katelyn smiling ear to ear without a care in the world.
"Here we are, coach. This is where the little bugs sit for this exercise." Katelyn teased, poking fun at his diminutive size as she let him fall a few inches onto a thick leather surface. Ken landed with a roll, surprised that he could endure such a fall without breaking any bones. Perhaps shrinking made his body a bit more resilient to pain and injury, at least he hoped.
Looking around, Ken noticed that he was still rather high up off the ground, the surface Katelyn placed him on top of reaching up to her belly button. On top of which, it had a rather odd shape, fatter in the back with two hills and getting skinnier towards the front, almost like a bicycle seat. Ken prayed that he's come to the wrong conclusion, but a glance upwards in the direction the seat was facing confirmed his suspicions. A large screen displayed all sorts of information looming overhead, next to a rather smug Katelyn who plans to get in a good workout on the device.
"I'm sorry Coach, are you using this machine? Well, I guess it's your lucky day, because so am I." She announced confidently, turning her back on her shrunken coach in a literal sense as she swung her leg over the plastic bar. Presenting her large rear to the bug sized Ken on her seat, eclipsing the overhead lights with the shadows of her own body.
As the oldest girl on the team, it was no surprise the say that Katelyn was the most well-endowed member, having a naturally bigger butt than every girl on the team. This fact, coupled with the tight fabric of her volleyball shorts stretched out over her posterior, made for a terrifying combination for someone in Ken's situation. Staring down the eighty-foot wide behind, Ken continued to plead and beg for mercy.
"Ready or not little man, here I come," Katelyn teased, swaying her hips from left to right, causing Ken to run in the direction opposite her rear cheeks were moving, desperately looking for a way out before...
SLAM!
Katelyn unexpectedly brought her butt down earlier than expected, trapping Ken under the weight of her right buttcheek. Struggling his best to escape, and endure the weight of the young girl, his movements serving as nothing more than a tickle under Katelyn's behind. "Hehe, that tickles. I'll be honest, I don't think that coaching is gonna work out very well for you anymore, Ken. Maybe you should get a new job, as a full-time butt cushion! Haha!" Katelyn laughed, beginning her workout now that her tiny passenger was secured.
She pressed her butt into the seat, not wanting to miss a single squirm from Ken as she peddled forward. "One, two, one, two, one-two." Ken could hear Katelyn mutter to herself as she got into a rhythm, on each 'one' her left buttcheek would be pressed down harder as she pedaled with her right leg, and on every 'two' her right buttcheek that he was under would flatten him into the leather seat, on and on. Once every second Ken had to endure the full weight of the preteen's butt, only to be teased the prospect of his humiliation ending before it happened all over again.
Soon his air supply began to dry out, he'd only been under Katelyn for three minutes, but it felt much longer than that, her cheeks didn't raise high enough to let in any fresh oxygen and pushed more away when they pressed down. On top of which the built-up heat and friction coming from her butt were making it unbearably hot for Ken to endure. Both him at Katelyn were sweating buckets as she focused on punishing Ken under her butt to the best of her ability.
Another minute passed and Ken was on the verge of passing out, Katelyn had just finished her first mile and could feel Ken's struggles beginning to weaken. Feeling generous, she pulled herself forward for a change, allowing some sweat from her back to splash down on top of Ken. The tiny teenager dazed and confused as he looked up at Katelyn's behind, unable to believe that it'd almost snuffed him out of existence.
Katelyn let Ken enjoy a brief one-minute interval so that he could catch his breath, clenching her butt-cheeks in excitement as the timer read '4:57, '4:58', and finally '4:59'. Then as soon as the timer read '5:00' Katelyn dropped her butt on Ken, who was still too weak to move, this time trapping her tiny coach between her butt-cheeks as she continued to pedal forward.
This turn of events made things much worse for Ken as he no longer got a break between pedals, now it was just a constant sea of motion, shifting from left to right without mercy. Luckily Katelyn was focusing more on her workout and less on torturing Ken, not wanting to piss Ashley off if she ended up killing him accidentally. She then continued pedaling for another five whole minutes, easily working out the distance of over two and a half miles on the bike.
She finally came to a stop as the door opened and someone else came into the room, who was it?
1. Kimberly- comes in to torture Ken herself since she was also on her team, the Asian titaness laughing at what Katelyn came up with and then tries to top her with something else.
2. Ashley- comes in to see if Katelyn was done blowing off steam, deciding to have a one on one chat with Ken. Telling him that from now on he will be the teams tiny Mascot and Cheerleader for the rest of the season because he is an effective tool to motivate the other girls. i.e seeing how hard Katelyn was sweating after working out with him. Saying that he'll be her personal pet as captain outside of games and practice.
3. The rest of the team- The girls are done with practice for the day and must decide what should be done with Ken until their next meeting, deciding to give him to Jackie the shortest member of the team first before they hit the showers. Stuffing Ken in her sneakers and pushing her sweaty socks over him so he can't see them in the locker room.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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