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You shrink near girls. (300 Word Minimum.)

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Chapter #41

Gym Class With Courtney's Ass

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As Courtney finished with the class, she got up. She focused down at the back of her pants, still feeling you move around. While she thought about this in the context of the team ‘good he can take so much punishment. With his size, he needs too’

She moved her way out of the class, going to her next one which dangerously was... gym. She has been thinking about all of this, thinking about the effects it was going to have on you.

She wasn’t gonna take you out, no you gotta stay safe in her ass. Well as safe as you can be.

You will be thrown around like crazy in there, most likely getting covered in sweat and probably battered against her cheeks. It’s not the worst thing in the world. Once again putting it in context for you joining the team, this could help you get more use to it. It’s not like you will be able to keep up with them, as you will have to be carried and where else, but up her ass.

It’s for you to get use to. She doesn’t have pockets on her Stargirl outfit. Sure she could show one, but it wouldn’t really look good. This is a perfect place for you.

She got into Gym, as she moved her way over and changed clothes. Changing onto gym wear as she walked into the large buildings.

Going to Yolanda, who usually excels at this. “Hey, so what were talking about before?”

“Oh right.” Courtney said almost forgotten. Moving her way in and joining the stretching, both her and Yolanda doing it. “I found a new teammate. Someone with the power to shrink, it’s that guy who I asked about.”

“(Your Name?)” Yolanda questioned eyes wide. “Where is he?”

“I had to move him near my butt.” Courtney said as Yolanda had her mouth agape. “I didn’t have pockets.”

“So... he’s up there. Geez Courtney, I don’t think I could do that.”

“He actually feels pretty good.” Courtney said joking to her best friend. Suddenly the Gym teacher came and both of them came up, Courtney whispering. “You can meet him after, okay?”

Like that, it started. It was starting with jumping jacks, something she was sure wasn’t gonna be great for you, but you gotta get use to it.

She started, leaping her way up and down over and over again. Arms out as she did stars.

For you, you felt yourself taken up and down with her cheeks. This was more insane then just her sitting, as you were taken up and down. Her cheeks hurting you a bit but... it felt like for some reason you could take more of it. You go up and down, until you eventually give up. You let yourself get attacked.

As Courtney was jumping up and down, she could feel you going loose with each leap into the air. As she finished, she then felt you moving and getting yourself wedged between her cheeks again.

‘If he’s gonna travel near my ass, i’m gonna have to sew a little strap for him to hold on. That way he won’t get dislodged.’ She chuckled at the thought you being strapped like a little baby against her ass. Not the way a super hero should be carried, but it makes her chuckle.

“Okay, now that we done the warmup, let’s start the track!”

Everyone groaned, and Courtney could swear she heard your little groan in her pants. It was gonna be a struggle for her to run, but you... it was gonna be much worse for you.

Cutting to the track, when she started you almost fell off. Her ass clapping up and down as she jogged her way forward. You had to struggle not to fall out, and with that you pushed your way in deeper and deeper between her crack. You hate that this was happening, but you really did try.

After a while, you pulled yourself and start to slip. Eyes wide as you were a bit unsure of what was happening, until you remembered... it was her sweat. She was jogging and it was getting more and more hard to hold on.

Your body was getting damped, clothes drenched and you started slipping. Despite the butt experience not being that great, you didn’t want to fall your way down. instead you carefully made yourself still. Staying in the sweaty and salty butt cheeks, as you wait for her to end.

It was another twenty minutes of sweaty torture for you.

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“Okay, no one followed us.” After Courtney finished the jog, drank some water, took a rest and finally moved into the weight room. Yolanda following her as they were going to discuss some hero business. The two giantesses stood opposite of each other.

“So where is he?”

“Still uh... still in my pants.” Courtney said as Yolanda had her mouth agape.

“You mean he’s still there?!”

“I thought he’d have to get use to it. He’s so small, it’s not like he can keep up with us. No pockets either.” Courtney said as she was making up excuses. She reached down into the back of her pants and felt her sweaty ass. Feeling a bit bad, but also a bit excited as she grabbed your small body.

She grabbed it and presented you to Yolanda.

You see her staring down at on Courtney’s palm. Laying there sweaty and tired, right onto your back. As you stare right at the two giantesses that were looking down at you.

Yolanda eventually smiled down to you. She was happy to see someone she liked was joining the team. Like previously mentioned, you two did get along. Yolanda leaned her way forward with a smile.

“So, you wanna join our team huh little butt boy?” She teased.

“N-Not butt boy by choice. And I want to get bigger first.” You admit. “If that’s possible.”

“Which we don’t know, it is. But don’t worry, either way you can stay in the team.” Courtney teased.

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