James had what one might call a rather complicated relationship with the concept of going to the gym. He greatly admired those who had the dedication to get their workout on, but never could find the proper motivation. Aside from admittedly being a bit lazy himself, often times liking to stay home or chill with friends, going alone was never as effective as going with a partner; and there wasn’t anyone that he could really think of that would be interested in going either, being that most of his friends were either just as lazy or genuinely unavailable. And thus, it came as quite the surprise when an old friend, by the name of Susie, came knocking at the door. Now, unlike James, Susie was a bit more out there, always staying active. Aside from keeping herself fairly fit, she seemed to always be on the move, whether it be partying out with friends or traveling all across a variety of states and countries, seemingly without much break in between. It had become such a constant routine for her to go out that James was lucky to even see her beyond just once a month whenever she was back in town, and as far as he was aware, she wasn’t supposed to have come back for at least another couple of weeks.

She had evidently just come from a run, as she was in a sweat soaked huff and was wearing nothing more than a white sports bra and tight white shorts which complimented her flaming red hair that was currently tied up into a ponytail. Sweat seeped down her body, causing her skin to glisten in the sunlight, and despite having seen her plenty of times before, James could not help himself from giving her a bit of a look over. She had quite the body, one that she was very proud of. From a plump chest that looked ready to burst through the sports bra to an ample ass that could hardly be contained within her shorts. Even with all the curvature, she still somehow managed to maintain a soft, yet firm stomach, along with a set of slender legs which led up to a pair of toned thighs, each of which likely held more muscle than the entirety of James’ being. It was an intimidating presence to say the least, and given his poor posture, alongside the fact that she was a couple inches taller than him, it was all too common to have her deep blue eyes looking down at him. It was a look that left him in a sort of awe, and a look he’d likely never get used to, despite how long he had known her.

Being his friend since highschool, Susie had made it her mission to protect James from any would-be bullies; although, that often just led to Susie humoring herself by finding different ways to mess with her new friend. Be it his geeky nature or comparatively weak physique, something about James just seemed so cute when under pressure. And thus, Susie often found ways to sort of ‘test’ him, whether it be something physical, like when she convinced him to join volleyball with her, only to find out that he was on the opposing team which led to a number of one sided matches; or mental, like when the back of Susie’s bra strap went loose and she had James tighten it for him. At the time, she thought nothing of it, that was until he had completed the task, and she saw just how easy it was to take his normally impressive intelligence to convert it into a stuttering, red faced mess. Needless to say, it wouldn’t be the only time that James would find her coming to him to help fix some article of clothing for her, amongst other things.

Even if she did find his mannerisms toward her both flattering and amusing, her attention span did have its limits, such as when it was currently standing in the heat of the sun soaked in sweat. “So, you gonna just stand there and watch me bake or can I get something to drink?”

“R-right, sorry! Please, come in!” stammered James as he gestured her in, soon rushing ahead of her to get some water. “I just wasn’t expecting you. What’re you doing here? Not that I’m complaining or anything, but I thought you were going on some month-long trip to Scotland to hike those Dublin Mountains.”

“Ireland, and yeah that was the plan, but the guide got sick or some shit and couldn’t show up, so the trip basically got cut short.” With a disappointed shrug, Susie readjusted her attention to the icy glass of water being handed to her, causing her to light up as she grabbed and downed it.

“Scotland, Ireland, what’s really the difference?” joked James as he took a seat. “And that sucks. So what, you come back and decide to run around instead?”

“Including the five hundred kilometer distance apart or…?” questioned Susie as she took a moment to stretch, bringing her arms behind her head as she enjoyed the comparatively cooler air within James’ home. “And I’m happy to hear you ask. As you already know, I normally try to keep myself busy elsewhere, given that this town is pretty lame; but seeing my latest trip get screwed, I got to thinking that I should come up with some back up plans so that I can have just as much fun back home in case things don’t go according to plan.”

Though he couldn’t help but scoff at the distance remark, James was delighted to be having this little chat. It was a very welcomed surprise to get to see Susie a whole two weeks earlier than normal, and boy was there a lot to see. He kind of wished that she’d chosen a different outfit to wear on this visit, as her current one, accompanied with her stretched out pose made it a challenge to avoid staring. Challenge as it was, he did his best to keep his attention directed to either her face, or literally anywhere else that’d help keep his mind off the display in front of him. There was something about her newfound positioning however, one that he’d find a bit more difficult to ignore. Although it wasn’t the intent, putting herself into this new position had made it all too easy for the cool circulation of air to pass through; and while it was an all too relieving sensation for her, it had a side effect of wafting an odor that her body had developed during her run. As such, a rather unpleasant scent of BO began to taint the once clean air within James’ home, yet another aspect of working out that didn’t appeal to him. Cringe as he might at the smell, he tried his best to ignore it and continue on with the conversation. “Interesting… so, should I be expecting you to stop by for water for the next two weeks?”

Susie was all too eager to get into why she was here, but she noticed James as he made what he thought were subtle expressions of displeasure. It took just a few seconds for her to figure out why as she got a whiff of herself, leading to an all too mischievous chuckle to escape her lips. “You could say that. That’s part of why I’m here I guess. I wanted to ask if you’d be open to come and hang out with me for the day.”

“Oh, well I suppose I could. What did you have in mind?”

“Really?”

“What?”

“I know you see what I’m wearing. We’d be going to workout, as in coming with me to continue my run or joining me at the gym.”

“Oh, uh, maybe we could hang after your workout? You know I’m not really much for that kind of stuff. We could just watch a movie or get food when you’re done.”

An exaggerated pout came about Susie’s face as she looked at James, making an effort to look him in the eyes as she spoke. “Aww, and here I was thinking you’d be excited to see me today.”

“W-what? Of course I am!” 

“And yet you don’t want to ever do anything active with me. You know that we’d get to see each other far more often if you just came with me every now and then, but I guess you’re just fine with keeping it to once a month.”

While she certainly played the role of sorrow well, she was internally giddy to see that her guilt trip was working. James could hardly think of a response, knowing full well that even if this was a guilt trip, she was right. More often than not, she was the one to go out of her way and see him or initiate any hang outs, and after struggling to think up any kind of rebuttal, he sighed, dropping his head in defeat as he knew his options. “Fine, we can leave in ten minutes. I’ll go get ready.”

Susie immediately jumped with glee both metaphorically and literally as James got up and started to make his way to his room, but before he could get there, a thought crossed her mind. “HEY! WAIT JUST ONE MINUTE!”

Startled by her shouting, James stopped in place, turning as he tried to figure out what she wanted. “What???”

“I can’t believe you.” said Susie with a scoff.

“What did I do?!” exclaimed James, who was near panicking as he tried to remember if he did something wrong.

Seeing him in such a flustered state, Susie couldn’t keep up her facade and her annoyed look went to one of cheerful snickering. “You haven’t even given me a hug!”

James could not find the words to express the stress that she’d given him, and watched as Susie cutely held her arms wide open with the dumbest, biggest smile on her face as she waited for him. He admittedly did like the idea of getting a hug from her, so stress aside, he smiled and went in to accept her hug. Unbeknownst to him, he had fallen in range of her trap. Just as he was mere inches from making contact with her, Susie shifted to the side and brought her right hand to the back of James’ head. He hardly had a chance to realize the true nature of his mistake, and with one swift shove, his face was jammed right into her left underarm. The smell was immediate as his nose was filled with the gag inducing odor of her post run pit, leading him to shout out in protest as he tried to push himself away from her. Unfortunately for him, his comparatively frail stature left him unable to break free, and as Susie simply cackled, holding his head in place, James came to realize his second mistake in trying to shout. Since he wasn’t able to push off, the only thing he really accomplished was allowing the vile, salty pit sweat to enter his mouth, causing him to squirm about even more as he desperately tried to free his senses. Unluckily for him, his freedom would be withheld for several minutes as Susie couldn’t help but to find his continued torment amusing. Aside from his pathetically weak attempts to free himself, his shouting into her sensitive armpit gave a sort of ticklish tingling sensation that further sent Susie into a fit of laughter.

After a combination of persistent flailing and Susie getting lost in her laughter, James was able to pry himself away from her, finally relieving his face from having to breathe in her pit smell, although freedom was relative. As soon as the cooler air of the room hit his face, he came to realize the icky smear of sweat that had been plastered to his face, almost like an imprint of Susie’s stink. Groaning in both disgust and annoyance, James ran to the bathroom to cleanse himself, further leading Susie to laugh at the display, to the point of falling over onto the living room couch where she’d giddily lay. Wiping tears from her eyes, she couldn’t help but giggle as James came back out looking cleaner than ever and now wearing a black shirt and shorts, presumably now ready to head out with her. It was near impossible to ignore the less than amused look on his face, prompting Susie to hop up off the couch and make her way over. Almost instinctively, James tensed up, preparing for the worst, only to be surprised as he received an actual hug from her. 

“Come on James, it wasn’t thaaat bad. I was just messing around. And you have to admit that it was at least a little funny.” She said as she playfully looked into James’ eyes, further tightening her hold on him. “Besides, it’s not like you weren’t gonna get sweaty at the gym. If anything, you should be thanking me for going the extra mile to prepare you!”

If it wasn’t for the fact that she seemed to genuinely want to hug him, along with the considerably pleasant feeling of having her chest pressed into his, James would’ve probably held a bit of a grudge. But given his relationship with her, it’s not like it was completely out of her character; and thinking back on it, he could see how it would’ve been funny, and that he probably should’ve expected her to try and mess with him while she was here.

“Soooo, forgive me?”

Susie was practically leaning on him at this point, not really giving him much room to move, let alone look anywhere other than at her now batting eyelids and puppy dog lips as she tried to seem as innocent as possible. It was only a matter of seconds before James found himself chuckling and rolling his eyes at his silly friend. “Yeah, I forgive you, let’s get this gym thing over with.”

“Thank you!” exclaimed Susie as she broke off the hug, grabbing James by the hand as she led him out of the house. “Let’s goooo!!!

After roughly twenty minutes of James struggling to keep up with Susie, the two arrived at The Amateur’s Gym. It was a popular spot that had been keeping people fit for years. Being a few miles down the road from James’ home, it wasn’t all too bad if one were to walk there; but, given that James had pretty much done nothing very ‘physical’ for quite some time, being forced to essentially sprint to the place left him sweating and out of breathe by the time they reached the gym’s entrance. Barely able to keep himself from falling to his knees, he looked over at Susie, who while in a sweat herself, just seemed to be pumped up, jogging in place as she was ready to head on in. “Alright, huff.. I think I did huff… pretty good huff… I think I’m ready to go home now.”

“Ha, as if. We just got here. You just need a few minutes to catch your breath and we’ll be going at it in no time, come on. You can’t be quitting just yet.”

“We could have taken my car huff…”

“Yeah, but I figured it would be better for you to warm up before we got here. You’ve got quite the day ahead of you and it would probably be best if your body was a bit more ready.” 

As James managed to catch his breath, Susie wasted no time shoving him through the gym’s entrance. As they made their way in, James was given a full view of the gym’s interior, getting to see the mass variety of equipment scattered within. It certainly looked bigger than he had expected, and as he briefly scanned the room, he got a glimpse of what must’ve been a dozen other individuals, all evidently in greater shape than he, going at it in their respective workouts. The sheer intensity coming from some of them almost made him feel exhausted, worried in the thought of putting more strain on his legs. “Wait, what did you mean? How long do you think I’m going to be here?”

“We’ll figure that out as we go, why?”

“You know I’m not going to be able to do as much as you here, right?”

“Well yeah, that’s kind of expected, but don’t worry. I’ve got a specific plan worked out for you. To be honest, that run is probably the most you’re going to be doing yourself.” Seeing James sigh in relief, Susie leaned in close, hoping to inspire him with a whisper into his ear. Besides, I’m sure if you take to this plan of mine, your chances to score a gal will skyrocket. Maybe you can even get with one of the hotties here. I’ve seen plenty myself, and while I’d like to hog them all, I wanna give you a chance to score too.”

James was honestly at a loss for words. Given the abruptness of this whole gym trip, he had not even considered the possibility of getting to interact with some new people, let alone some ‘hotties’ as Susie put it. While he found it somewhat unrealistic given his situation, the thought of getting to that point did sound nice.

“Oh wow, I really got you thinking there. Suddenly wanting to hit the gym now?”

His cheeks went red, not wanting to acknowledge what she just said, as any answer he gave would likely lead to hours of teasing. While he tried to refocus toward the prospect of exercising, an audible “Oh shit” redirected his attention to Susie who seemed to be looking over herself in disappointment.

“Hey James, I think I put my bra on backwards. You wouldn’t mind waiting for me by the locker rooms, would you?”

Seeing as he was still on the fence about working out, James saw this as an absolute win. “Of course, take your time!” Susie made her way inside to make her adjustments, meanwhile James took a seat on a chair right outside of it as he waited for her. For nearly five minutes, James sat there, twiddling his thumbs until her voice blared out. “James! Can you come in real quick? I need some help with this.”

“What happened? Are you alright?”

“I don’t want anyone to see! Can you just come in real quick? I promise we’ll be out in just a few minutes!”

Hesitantly, James got up, looking around to make sure no one was peaking before rushing on into the women’s lockers. He nearly tripped over himself, wanting to get whatever this was figured out, less he be known as some peeping creep. Much to his surprise, the room seemed to be empty, and after passing a few rows of lockers, he made his way toward the back, where Susie stood, hand on a hip as she looked at her phone. Upon noticing him, she perked up, smiling giddily as she went up to him.

“Alright, quick, what do you need?” hastened James as he looked around nervously, not wanting to get caught here. 

As Susie got close, she rested her hands upon James’ shoulders, gazing into his now very confused eyes. Leaning in close, she let out a bit of a snicker before sighing, shaking her head as she looked him over. “All I needed was you, James~”

“H-huh-??” With a sudden force of pressure, Susie pushed him back, forcing him to take a seat on one of the locker room benches before backing up a few steps and taking out her phone. What was first a mixed concern on if she was trying to come onto him quickly became one of panic, as James assumed this to be one of her ‘pranks’. Given the context he had, he theorized that she intended to record him in the locker room, likely to blackmail him into coming to the gym more often.

“W-wait what are you-“ A quick attempt to get up was answered with a quick shove of Susie’s shoe against his chest, effortlessly putting a rest to that option as her foot essentially knocked him back onto his seat.

“Don’t be too hasty to leave, James. I’ve got so much for you to do here~” James could merely sit there, anxiously trying to think of what to do. If Susie was going to actively work towards keeping him here, then he was pretty much stuck. Even if he did somehow manage to get past her, there’d be no quiet way for him to run out that wouldn’t result in the same theorized humiliation of being seen in the locker room.

“C-come on, what’re you doing Susie? Did you really bring me here just to film me?”

Susie stifled a laugh, absolutely loving the guess, and that she could arguably feel the stress radiating off him. Alas, she’d have to save her cackling for later as she was focused setting up her phone. “Oh James, you’ll wish I went that simple today~” Her smile grew giddier by the second as she now aimed the camera end of her phone towards James, seemingly trying to line it up. “Ah, there we go! Stay still now~”

Just as he was about to further protest, a vibrant blue hue of light started to shine from the phone. The blue light coated James as if trying to encase him, leaving both Susie and James near speechless as they weren’t quite sure how to process what was happening. The only difference being James’ look of concern while Susie simply smiled, watching with an intense fascination. Then, after about ten seconds, something started to happen. James’ body vibrated and felt as though it was trying to constrict itself. It wasn’t necessarily painful, but it was something he hadn’t felt before. Looking at Susie, James didn’t even know what to ask about what was happening, and then in one instance, his whole body flashed blue and it felt as though he was falling. The sensation lasted for nearly a minute before he felt himself landing flat on his back across a hard surface. The impact was strange, almost as if he had fallen slower? He still hit whatever surface he was on pretty hard, but to his surprise, he didn’t really feel much from it. Had he somehow fallen back on the bench and just hit his head? Everything seemed so fuzzy to him from the feeling in his body to the sounds and sights he was trying to adjust to. By the time he was able to see clearly again, he was met with a sight that startled him to the point of flailing himself backwards out of pure shock. Right before him lay the face of Susie, but that wasn’t the shocking part. What currently had James stuck like a deer in headlights was the fact that her face was absolutely huge, like that of a three story building. Her eyes, full of detail he had never seen before, looked down at him in a way that left him entranced. He had never felt like this before… and it gave his body chills.

Then, her lips, which had been fixed into an expression of disbelief, reformed into the mischievous grin she had been displaying minutes ago… and then she spoke. “How’re you feeling?” It was such a booming voice. Her breath felt like a slight gust as she spoke. James couldn’t believe what he was experiencing right now and his mind raced to try and rationalize what was happening. He darted between Susie, to the surface he sat on, the surroundings, and his own body. None of it was adding up. As far as he was able to conclude, he was still in the locker room, only now he had somehow managed to find himself vastly smaller than everything else. This has to be… this has to be a dream.

“If you’re thinking this is a dream, I’m gonna have to tear that theory down. I’m sure you’re confused about what I just did. Honestly, I’m a bit surprised. It was kind of a 50/50 bet in my head, but looks like this is the real deal. 

For a moment, James continued his silence, trying to process her words. Picking up on something she said, he couldn’t keep himself quiet any longer. “What you did…? What did you do?!?!”

“I know it’s gonna probably take a while for the reality to settle in, but to be blunt about it, I found a way to make you shrink. If it somehow makes you feel better, you’re two inches tall to be exact. Or at least that’s what it says on my phone. I know that’s a bit odd to hear, and no I’m not some magic witch or anything like that. I found this app. It sounded real sketchy when I first read about it, but I had a few days to look into it, given that my travel plans had ended prematurely. Apparently it’s not something that most companies even know about, so I had my doubts, but after reading a handful of reviews, I figured I’d give it a go. And honestly James, I’ve probably spent the last two days thinking about how I had absolutely no one that I’d rather make into an itty bitty little man, than you.” 

“But…. What?? Why?!” 

“I mean, honestly I just thought that if this did work, it’d be pretty funny. I don’t really have another reason, but I don’t think giving you a good one would’ve made things any better. Anyhow, I can see you still need some time to get acquainted with your new size, but don’t worry! I’ll come looking for you in about an hour or two when I’m done with my workout.”

It was becoming more and more difficult for James to come up with a response. He still struggled to believe this as what was actually happening, and even if he were to accept that idea as the truth, what could he say that’d really work to change her mind? It’s not like he ever had much luck doing so at his normal height. “Wait, come looking? You’re just leaving me here?”

“Oh James, of course I’m not gonna just leave you here.” A slight smile came across James, glad he wouldn’t at the very least be abandoned. “That’d be far too boring.” And just like that, he was back to worried, trying to figure out what the alternative to boring was for her.

“Well then, not that I don’t want to continue this conversation, but you are cutting into my gym time, so we’ll talk soon, ok?”

Not even waiting to listen for an answer, Susie brought her hand over, encompassing James in its shadow as it came down and caught hold of him. In a second, James now had his body firmly held within Susie’s hand, with just his head barely peeking out. And then everything started to shift. His body was swung with the motion of Susie’s arms as she walked. The red haired woman was eager, and swiftly made her way out from the locker room, where she was met once again by the sight of roughly a dozen individuals going about their respective routines. She took a moment to ponder, bringing the hand that clutched James up toward her chin. A few chin taps of thinking and scanning the room, and Susie’s eyes went wide. Standing several inches taller than the red head was an absolute unit of a woman. With lengthy blond hair that draped loosely down her shoulders, which led her to admire her soft, slender looking waist, all of which was tightly fit into a blue tank top. All of that paled in comparison to the all too enticing view of what she had going on in the trunk. An ass that gave Susie’s a run for its money, it looked pushing the limits of what her black leggings could hold without tearing. Something about this stunning woman was familiar, likely a regular; and Susie could hardly keep her eyes off her, especially when said blond had coincidentally chosen to get her hamstrings stretched out. As said blond bent down, meeting the tips of her fingers to her toes, Susie felt as though her nose was about to give out a generous donation of blood. Even James, who had still been stuck within her hand paused for a moment to follow Susie’s gaze, admittedly having a hard time looking away as well. So little was being left to the imagination, and with no seam lines in sight,  Susie couldn’t help but to wonder if the clear, outstretched booty had a thong lost within, or if it had managed to just devour a pair of panties. 

All these lewd thoughts left Susie’s face red, somewhat embarrassed with herself for being so perverted. And then, as she broke out of her trance, she came to a solid conclusion on what to do with James. Looking down toward him, she was both surprised, and yet amused to find that he was equally fixated on the view up ahead. Chuckling to herself, she brought him up toward her face again. “I’m glad you like the view. I do too, so I guess we know where you’re going! Please, tell me all about it when you’re out!” Not wanting his little voice to interject, she brought her thumb over his face, muffling out any questions or concerns. Taking a second to settle her own self down, Susie made her way over, popping up next to the blond as she stretched.

“Hey there!” 

The blond nearly jumped, having not noticed Susie’s approach. “O-oh hey.”

“I can see you’re really priming up for a busy day, aye?”

“Yeah, I have a couple hours until I have to get going, so I want to get in as much as I can before then… wait, you were watching me?” 

Nervously laughing, Susie brought a hand behind her head as she was put on the spot. “Ah, you caught me. You make it hard to look away, but that’s not why I came over.”

A light pink formed in the blond’s cheeks, feeling a bit shy toward the comment. “Y-yeah? Why did you come over then?”

“Ah, well I saw that your panties were showing.”

From pink to bright red, the blond gasped as she went to check herself, but Susie was way ahead of her, reaching behind as she grabbed the waistband of her leggings and tugged back on them a bit. In a swift motion, a small gap was made between the waistband’s fabric and the blond’s lower back, a perfect opportunity for Susie to nonchalantly fling James into it. Satisfied with the sight of James flailing and falling into the opening, Susie brought the waistband up a bit before allowing it to snap back into place. The blond was left speechless, a bit thrown off by Susie’s actions. She wasn’t necessarily upset about it, more so focused on if she had actually been showing anything off. As she looked though, she sighed in relief, seeing that everything was indeed covered up as it should be. To be honest with herself, Susie had just made a wild guess as to what the blond had been wearing, and based on her reaction, she was spot on. So, there are panties back there… damn… good luck James!

“How long were you staring at my panties?” The question nearly broke Susie, as it once again kind of put her on the spot, but keeping it composed, she simply chuckled, putting a shoulder on the taller woman. “Not long, don’t worry. I just had to help a girl out, ya know. The name’s Susie by the way, and it might just be me, but I don’t think I’ve heard a thank you yet.”

“O-oh sorry, thank you Susie! I’m Gabby, and I’ll try to look out for you too then!”

Happy to have remained in control of the situation, Susie didn’t want to test her luck any further, and she was certain that James was just as impatient as she was to get things going. “Well, I appreciate that, Gabby. Anyways, I’ll let you get back to it. Hopefully we can chat again soon!”

“Sure thing! See you later!” With that out of the way, Gabby was ready to continue with her warm ups, as she had lots planned for the coming two hours. 

For James, he was stuck once more, only now in a spot that further drove him to denial of what was happening. In seconds, he went from being in Susie’s hand to landing atop of what he currently presumed to be this blond woman’s upper asscrack. Luck had found it to where his legs had managed to slip right on through, leaving his upper body free for half a second before Susie snapped the leggings back into place, firmly pinning James’ face into what felt like more fabric? Though the leggings left little light to work with, he figured with the context, that it must’ve been the back waistband of this woman’s panties. It left his face red to think of the rather promiscuous situation that he had wound up in. Try as he might to push with his arms, he was unable to gain any leverage, let alone move from his position. An attempt to yell out to Susie was also left in vain. Even if they could hear him, which he wasn’t all too certain of, the two were preoccupied with their own chatter, their voices easily diminishing any impact of his own. He was left to wonder how and why Susie would come to this as an idea for one of her pranks. Sure, it was unexpected beyond belief, but dropping a two inch version of him into some woman’s pants? She did say it was just for a couple hours, so maybe it was something that he could endure, but how was she even planning to get him out? All of these thoughts would have to be out on hold for now though. The somewhat muffled voices of the two women suddenly stopped, and everything at once began to move.

The two global ass cheeks that held his legs between them started to shift, grinding against one another as she started to walk. With each step, her ass would shift, and James could feel himself being tugged ever so slightly downwards. By the time she had made it to the clear mat, he was halfway in and started to shout out in hopes that Gabby would hear him before doing anything else that could prove problematic for James. Too bad for him, because she was all too ready to get into her first warm up. Standing straight with her arms at her side, Gabby took a deep breath before hopping in place, landing with her feet more spread apart and her arms up in the air. And then, with another hop, her feet were brought back together with her arms coming back to her sides. She went on to repeat this motion, and to anyone else in the gym, they’d be able to recognize that she was doing jumping jacks, but for James, it was far more intense than that.

Try as her leggings might to try and hold everything in place, the mounds that kept James from moving suddenly parted. It wasn’t by much, and only lasted for about a half second, but it was enough time and space to send James further down until he was neck deep between her cheeks which collided with enough force to squeeze the wind out of him. And then she went again, and he quickly found the entirety of his body slipped into the cavern below. It only seemed to get worse as she continued. With her cheeks continuing to part and then slam back together, James was left absolutely pulverized; and as he went deeper the weight grew with each collision as he was now in the epicenter of impact for what was hardly even breaking a sweat for Gabby.

Speaking of, Gabby was absolutely in the zone right now. She took her exercise really seriously, and having  been delayed a couple minutes by Susie earlier, she felt as though she had to make up for it. Today’s focus was primarily to get her lower body worn out, aiming to maintain the figure she had built across her legs, thighs, hips, and most importantly, her bountiful glutes. Jumping jacks just so happened to be one of her favorite things to do in order to get her mind and body into the rest of the day. Any normal day, she’d aim for a minimum of one hundred, but for today, she’d be adding an extra fifty to that number. There did happen to be a brief moment during the start of her warmup where she had felt some strange little sensation near her ass, but after the fifth or sixth jack jump, the feeling diminished, and she was free of any potential things that could distract or stop her from completing her warmup.

And thus, as he became further and further lost within her ass, James would spend what felt like hours being pounded flat with what were essentially two soft, yet very firm buildings. By the time Gabby came to a stop, successfully getting to one hundred fifty in just a matter of three minutes, James had essentially become a 2D figure. In terms of how he was feeling, he couldn’t quite comprehend it. He felt tired, beaten, but more surprisingly alive. As extensive of a beating as this was to him, he would’ve at the very least expected some critical injuries toward his bones or something, but instead, he was literally flattened from both sides, as though he were a sheet of fabric or paper that had found itself lodged between Gabby’s immense butt cheeks. Whatever Susie did to make him this small must’ve had something to do with this. He concerned himself with the thought… Did she know this would happen? Had she actually thought toward his survivability in this state or was it all just coincidence? In his flattened state, he wasn’t even capable of breathing, which was cause for concern, but given how he’d been flattened for a bit now, yet still conscious, along with the various other aspects of this that made little to no sense, he was going to try his best to ignore that sensation, despite his body’s instinctual want for air. Perhaps this was a blessing amongst the curse however. Evidentially, Gabby had managed to produce a fair bit of sweat. Though not immediately noticeable to those on the outside, not that it wouldn’t be expected, it was becoming more and more apparent now that everything was at somewhat of a stand still for James who was comfortably resting uncomfortably within the center of her crack. It was like a warm moisture that formed a thin layering across her skin. Whatever droplets that had made its way in had been pulverized just as he had, although he honestly somehow fared better than them. Thoughts aside from comparing himself to sweat, James had no clue on how to get himself out of this situation. Unable to shout or move, it seemed as though he’d have to wait for an opportunity to present itself. And present it did, kind of… 

Up above, as Gabby had finished with the jumping jacks, she had taken a minute to drink from her bottle, which gave James the bizzare notion that things were somehow going to be getting better down there. She’d be sure to rid that mindset as she started to move one more, making her way over to the stationary bikes on the other side of the gym. Though the walk was short, it left an impression on James who’s form now slid so easily with the motion of her cheeks. While certainly discomforting, it wasn’t as bad of a feeling now if he were to compare it to the jumping jacks. That positive outlook would also be dismissed as Gabby swung her leg over one of the bike seats, giving James a brief jolt of motion before her rear came crashing down atop the seat. Now, there was likely no bike seat out there that could properly hold an ass like Gabby’s, but the ones at this particular gym were particularly small in size, resulting in maybe only ten percent of her ass getting something to rest on. The remaining majority simply hung over the sides and back, actively erasing the bike seat from even being seen. Such a thing would likely prove bothersome for many, but for Gabby, she had plenty of cushioning as it was to make up for any subpar seat. Besides, the seat helped to part her cheeks a bit, and while that did mean it was likely to wedge further during this exercise, it would help in airing out her crack, which would be needing that air shortly. Shifting ever so slightly to make herself as comfortable as possible, Gabby brought her feet onto the pedals and started riding.

So much had happened to the poor man in her ass across just a few seconds. He went from having a vast weight grind and compress him from both sides to having nearly the entire weight of this woman land atop of him; and the seat she sat on only worked to further wedge him up her ass. He was near certain that such an impact would immediately kill him, but just like before, it instead only further flattened him. Only now, he was essentially on his back, which rested against the wedged up bit of leggings and bike seat that found itself stuck up her ass as well. If there were to be any solace to the situation, it would be that despite the initial weight, the existence of the bike seat kept her cheeks parted just enough to make a very mild difference in space which was just enough for for James’ body to attempt reforming, a concept he never thought he’d be experiencing before.

With Gabby starting to pedal, her cheeks did actively move and grind against James, but this bike seat was a saving grace, taking the brunt of the impact. And so, within just a few minutes, despite still getting smothered, his arms, legs, torso, and finally head all popped back into their original shape. With his body now capable of breathing once more, James took in a deep gasping breath, having been deprived of air for so long. This action would soon be regretted as the air he got was precisely what one might expect from the depths of one’s ass. A sweaty one no less that was only going to get sweatier.

Pump after pump, Gabby was starting to build up a considerably larger sweat then before. Having nearly increased the tension on the bike settings, each pedal that Gabby made was the equivalent of pedaling up a hill, resulting in a fair bit more effort that Gabby had no issue putting herself through. She wanted to be efficient with her time after all, so instead of wasting an hour pedaling the equivalent of a straight path, she could reach similar results by doing it this way for just twenty minutes. Five minutes in though and she was certainly feeling the burn. Her body was growing warmer, with sweat trickling down her face and body. This would of course not deter her. If anything, it only riled her up to increase the rate at which she pedaled, wanting to get the most she could out of this.

While Gabby sat there and went at it with the utmost motivation, she was completely oblivious to the hell she was creating for James. Down in her crack, he felt as though he was going to melt. The heat that was radiating from her ass, coupled by the droplets of sweat that started to form around him… it was like a sauna… only this one had planet sized mounds of flesh smothering his body as well, actively smushing him and coating him in a seemingly endless supply of ass sweat. Much to his misfortune, and no matter how hard he tried, his body was still in a functional state, meaning that he could no longer keep himself from having to take in the air that his body craved. He cursed whatever bullshit rules these were before allowing himself a whiff of air that immediately resulted in him both gagging at the smell and choking as sweat made its way into his nose. The combined sensations left his mouth wide open, and with his nose clogged, he could only inhale. As timing would have it, a droplet, nearly the size of James’ head would slide right down onto his face, quickly filling his open mouth with its foul flavored taste. As more sweat continued to drop from above and drench him, he was given no choice other than to swallow the salty brine to prevent himself from drowning. His whole body shuttered at the taste, and he wanted nothing more but to vomit it all out, but that was simply not an option. Disgusting as it was for him, there was more coming; and with little to no control over where his body was going or what amount of ass or sweat was smearing into him, he was forced to take in another breath. Similar to the first, he managed to get a mouthful of butt air, followed by a mouthful of butt sweat to wash it down with. The sheer volumes of sweat only increased, meaning that if he wanted to breathe, he’d have to pick up the pace If he were to get any air at all; and despite how humiliating this was for him, he would not allow this to be how he met his end, and so he persisted.

Going through the repetitive process of inhaling butt sweat and air, a sensation started to overcome James. It was like a vibration across his skin, something he had only felt… oh no. All at once, it felt as though his body fell into itself, and for a brief moment, his senses were blurred once more. Upon opening his eyes again, he was left shocked at the sight above. A droplet of sweat, freshly filtered throughout the depths of Gabby’s ass was sliding right down toward him, only this one easily matched his size. He didn’t want to believe it, but it was just as he feared… he had gotten even smaller! He struggled to move, hoping to avoid what was coming, but even if he had somewhere to escape to, the bear of sweat was far faster. In an instant, it washed over him and he could only squirm as he forced down several mouthfuls of it, just to get one grasp of air before another droplet made its approach. Almost on cue with this one, his body vibrated again, and when he opened his eyes this time, what was once an already concerningly large, body sized drop of sweat now came in as a wave that hurdled toward him. Just like with the last one, there was no escaping it, but unlike before, where the bead of sweat broke upon impact with him, this one held its form. James did collide with it, but the only thing his body managed to do was become stuck within it. In a second, he was swept away with the sweat bead, flailing around as much as he could to break free. Even if he could muster the strength for it, there was no way he’d be able to drink down that much sweat. 

At last, after must’ve been only a couple of eternal seconds, the droplet of sweat made impact with the back of Gabby’s leggings, quickly soaking into the fabric as much of the sweat in her crack had already done. With the sweat seeping away, James lay against the damp fabric, coughing up as much as he could to allow his lungs to fill with the warm, stale air one more. Though still firmly wedged half way up her rear, James clung onto the fabric of her leggings, hoping that it could help prevent him from any further droplets that threatened to drown him. Much to his appreciation, that strategy did seem to work. Waves of sweat would continue to drip throughout Gabby’s ass, where they’d splash right over James before further dampening the leggings he held to for his life. Of course, this still left him with the occasional need to hold his breath as sweat washed over him, which didn’t always work, but being squished while having something to keep stable was far better than wildly being squished about within her sweaty chasm, all the while having to fight not drowning within one of her beads of sweat.

Across the gym, doing a set of curl ups lay Susie who was having an absolute riot watching as Gabby used up that bike. The jumping jacks were one thing, but even from where she was, Susie could see just how much sweat was pouring down the woman’s body. Fuck, from where she was, it didn’t even look like there was a seat. Gabby had been so concentrated that she had straight up ignored the sensation of having the bike seat get swallowed up by her monumentous behind. It was an admirable sight, seeing how into the workout she was, and getting a clear view of her ass, grinding upon that seat left Susie in a mixed state of amusement, knowing what James must’ve been going through, as well as a surprising sense of arousal. James’ torment aside, Gabby simply had a stellar ass that had Susie taking several extra long pauses between her curl ups to get her fix of the view. It was only after Gabby came to a stop and turned to grab her water that Susie snapped out of her trance, blushing as she reeled her head back in order to avoid staring any further, which simply led to her just slamming the back of her head against the matted floor. “Ow…..”

Having come to terms with how to manage his current situation, fate seemed ready to bring him to his next challenge. For twenty minutes straight, Gabby had made it through the arduous journey, finally coming to a rest with a heavy breath. Her legs were feeling tense, and that brought a joyous smile to Gabby’s face as she happily downed a few swigs from her water bottle. She could feel the progress that was being made, and it left her pleased, knowing she wasn’t wasting any time here. Taking a couple of minutes to cool down, she pondered what to do now. While the thought of a break certainly sounded nice, she wanted to ride this invigorating momentum for as long as possible. At the very least, if she was to even consider taking a break, there was one last thing she’d have to do.

Rising off the seat actually proved slightly troublesome, given that the actual bike seat had been thoroughly wedged up her ass. The situation, while inconvenient, was funny enough to leave Gabby giggling over it. But she had things to do, so with a swift thrust of her legs, the bike seat was freed from her booty’s clutches, and as Gabby walked off toward her next exercise, Susie couldn’t help but to peak over, her jaw dropping as she saw that the bike seat was absolutely drenched, even having a few drops dripping off the sides. It’d be a miracle if that seat ever managed to fully rid itself of what would likely become a very deep sweat stain. Having focused on a seat long enough, Susie watched the gorgeous blond sway her way toward a metal bar by the weights. Grabbing two 45 pound plates, Gabby slid them on either end of the bar. Though it wasn’t purely a leg based exercise, it certainly would get the job done while helping to tone out a few extra muscles of hers. Bar included, the total weight before her maxed out at roughly 135lbs. Stretching out a bit, she spread her feet apart before lowering herself into a near full squat, just low enough to get a good grip of the bar. With a huff and a thrust, her legs shot upwards, bringing Gabby, along with the barbell up with until she was standing up straight. Once up, she went down once again, breathing out as lowered the weight until it made contact with the ground. She paused for maybe a second before rising up again. This went on and on, repeating just like she had with her prior exercises. Mentally, if she were to really earn that break, she’d have to go until she couldn’t go any further. Knowing her last record to be 4 sets of 5, she hoped to find herself surpassing it by the end of the day.

The rise of Gabby from the bike’s seat would likely play out to be one of the worst decisions she had ever made. Not at all for her sake, but rather the sake of the minuscule man still trapped between her sweaty rear. As soon as the seat shook loose, the damp walls of ass flesh came closing in, completely entrapping James within their full weight. Though he had already experienced a similar sensation earlier, that was back when he was still two inches. Now, he couldn’t have even been one millimeter and he was stuck dead center between her cheeks with nothing to lighten their load on him. She didn’t even have to walk for his body to compress as it did before. Not knowing what to do, he let out a slight cry for it to stop, his voice being made silent as all he did was free up some space for him to get a mouthful of butt. Luckily, he’d only have to suck it up for a few seconds. As she made her way toward the weights, James was swiftly rolled up and down with the motion of her cheeks. Smeared across the interior of her crack, James got a real feel for just how much moisture had built up over the course of Gabby’s workout. It was a wonder how something so gorgeous from the outside could both produce and contain such a hazardous environment, one that James would continue to feel the full brunt of.

Then, all of a sudden, he felt himself drop, with the weight and pressure of Gabby’s ass lessening across him. He was far too battered up to really even start to think on what was going on until feeling his back slapped against the damp black fabric of leggings that seemed to be digging into the massive blond woman’s ass. It was bewildering, as it didn’t feel like he was being sat on, yet her ass seemed to be descending with him, all the while her leggings were being crammed even further up her ass? Things would only get worse as Gabby rose back up, and all at once, her cheeks came clapping back together, clenching around James’ new position even further between them. Instantly being flattened by such force, the minuscule man could do nothing, and then it all happened again. He felt the sensation of falling, with the mass of ass coming down once more, only to find her leggings catching and pulling him in even further than before. Gabby’s cheeks reunited once more, somehow smashing James into an even flatter form. This was actually starting to feel somewhat painful at this point, as if his body was actually struggling to keep up with such intense pressures. Alas, he wouldn’t even be given the mercy of passing out.

No, he’d get to feel the experience three more times, having his body slammed and crammed between her cheeks, before she let go of the weights and allowed herself a brief minute to ready herself for the next set. This momentary break gave James a chance to realize just how much had happened during those five deadlifts. Aside from leaving him a bit dazed, Gabby’s rear had managed to absolutely consume her leggings, and as a result, James was left firmly wedged up against a brand new surface. Similarly damp as the leggings on his back, this wall of sorts was even softer. Still trying to gather his beaten thoughts, it wasn’t until Gabby went into a new set that James was able to get a much clearer view on his current location. As Gabby squatted down once again to ready herself for another lift, her ass spread a bit like before, not only causing James to be pressed into this new surface, but allowing a fairer bit of light to come through. James was left paralyzed both metaphorically and literally. The wet surface his face was currently pressed into was none other than the crumpled white panties of the blonde behemoth that had wound up wedged and lost within the furthest depths of Gabby’s crack. James wasn’t sure what was more concerning, the fact that it took him this long to even see said panties, or the fact that if he was now here… that meant that he had also now reached the inner limits of what lay within Gabby’s booty.

The warmth that came from this new setting was unreal, giving James a sensation similar to that of being pressed up against some sort of radiator. This heat of course came with a secondary problem, being that it seemed to hold a considerable amount of sweat; and while both the panties and leggings worked to help keep the stream of droplets from encasing James, he was essentially having the salty ass flavored fabric pressed into him from all sides, making it an impossibility to not be given a constant refreshment that filled his mouth and soaked his body. As James was yet again forced to sample what Gabby’s bum had to offer, he found himself tearing up as something was somehow even more off about what he was tasting than before. How could it possibly have gotten worse?! If James wasn't so thoroughly squished, he’d have likely retched, but as he shivered, unwillingly having to take in more of it, he came to a horrific conclusion. Almost on cue as If to support James’ theory, he felt the fabric in front of him shift, almost as if something had moved against it. Looking through the dampened panties, James was given a sight that he could not reasonably fathom. A wrinkled ring of muscle, easily dozens of times the size of James lay just beyond the fabric of Gabby’s panties. The cause of the sudden shifting was a mere twitch to what could only be Gabby’s asshole. From the radiating heat to the evident change in air quality, it clearly had an impact on the quality of sweat that was filtering through it and finding its way toward James, who upon realizing this reality, was yet again met with another volume of warm ass sweat to choke down. It was so vile, he felt his eyes start to sting. The sheer difference in potency was frightening, and the fact that a thin wall of fabric was all that kept James from making actual contact with such an overwhelming orifice left him begging to be freed from his position. What have I done to deserve any of this?! Susie, please! Get me out of here!!!

Unfortunately for James, the only thing that would come to answer was the colliding force of Gabby’s ass as she brought herself back up, actively starting her second set of deadlifts. Even if she were to feel like helping, Susie was far too preoccupied with the challenge of trying to get her own workout in while not getting caught amongst the many glimpses she made toward Gabby’s all too alluring booty. Body aside, seeing her so motivated and so capable to push through such a consistent workout was very appealing. If anything, instead of feeling any form of pity toward James, Susie was on the verge of praising herself for picking the girl who’s rear was tormenting him. She’d certainly have to find the time to chat it up with her again. 

With no one coming to help, James was left to endure the repetition of Gabby lowering herself, forcing James to be pressed into the cloth covered hole before feeling the impact of her ass clenching back together as she rose up. Over and over, back and forth between being crushed and smothered, James would only receive mere minutes in between sets to try and catch an all too unpleasant breathe before she went back at it, further pummeling him into a sweat filled, sweat soaked mite, stuck against the fibers that made up the back of Gabby’s underwear.

Going for twenty five minutes, Gabby was feeling the tension, going through a fairly decent strain to make it across what would be her fifth set. It had been a bitch to get through, but she could only grin as she completed her final rep. She had done it, surpassing her prior record by a whole set! She could not be happier as she was finally able to set the barbell down for the day. With a heavy breath, she stood there with one hand on her hip and the other reaching over for her bottle. Taking a heavy swig, she cooed at the refreshing sensation of cold water; all the while James was mashed up into what kind of looked like some sort of sentient sweat soaked lint ball, only having the ever copious amounts of ass sweat as his available refresher. This was the closest he had ever felt to feeling himself lose consciousness. His attempts to find the strength to move failed him, and he knew it would’ve been pointless at this rate anyhow. Only a couple minutes after Gabby decided to end her time at the weights, did she start making her way into the women’s locker room. This movement, although comparatively less strenuous than the deadlifts, still overwhelmed him, each swaying cheek taking a turn to further smother James against one another, all the while keeping him in line with Gabby’s panty clad asshole.

Once in the locker room, Gabby was pleased to find that she was the only one present at the time which meant she had an ample opportunity to give her body a well deserved breather. Though she was used to persisting past it by now in order to make it through her workouts more efficiently, she was well aware of the decimating effects her butt had on her clothes and could feel that her rear had done quite the number on her leggings, not to mention the pair of panties turned thong. She’d like to think that taking them off would be easy, but she knew her booty all too well by now. Setting herself up at one of the benches, she peered around to make sure no one was around to watch as she dug into the waistband of her leggings. Her rear had quite the hold on them, but with a very rough yank, she managed to slip them out from her ass, resulting in a very audible slap as the sweat soaked cloth hit the hard tile floor. 

Still fighting between the realms of consciousness, James hardly even noticed as the black fabric that had accompanied him throughout much of his struggles suddenly vanished. With her leggings off, Gabby’s lower half was free to feel the comparatively cooler air of the locker room. Such a sensation left Gabby in a blush as she wished to mimic this relief across the rest of her body. Bringing her hands up to her ass, she gripped as much cheek meat as physically possible before pulling to the sides, allowing her butt to spread out. The chill locker room air did wonders as it entered the steaming depths of her butt crack. 

Having the literal weight lifted off of him, followed by the chill air hitting his back nearly made James forget about the less than glorious place that he was still plastered to. Even without all the weight bearing around him, the adhesive coating of sweat across his body and her panties, along with the prior grinding of her cheeks left him stuck like a soggy sticker. Even with his face still plastered to Gabby’s panties, the light that shone in gave James a new view on just how grateful he should be to have had these panties in front of him. The wrinkled outline of Gabby’s butthole was made more apparent than ever. Not only was this menace of a hole easier to notice now, it was feeling a bit more active too. The air that so pleasantly cooled Gabby’s rear felt so good against the radiating heat of her butthole, the sensitive orifice quivering in delight. The mere fact that a woman’s asshole was presenting such a monumental sense of danger to James was ridiculous to him, but seeing as her ass cheeks were capable of instantly flattening him, it was apparent that literally any part of Gabby’s body was a threat, and should be both treated and respected as such until James could better his circumstances. The poor man was nearly at the point of prayer, hoping that Gabby’s panties would continue to keep him from becoming a lost speck amongst the wrinkles of her twitching hole.

He wouldn’t have to pray for long though. While Gabby wished that she could go on like this for longer, as the sensation was truly amazing, she knew that she’d have time for pleasure back home, and with such a heavy set of cheeks, keeping her ass parted for so long was a workout in it of itself. Releasing her grip, her cheeks came smashing together with a heavy clap that nearly deafened James. Sticking a finger on either end of the back of her panty’s waistband, she started to run her fingers down, all the while pulling back. Inch by inch, her panties came slipping out from her crack, and although this definitely wasn’t the first time for her, she couldn’t help but feel embarrassed at just how drenched her panties had gotten. They had gone from a bright white to a light shade of gray from how much sweat had seeped into them. It was admittedly a bit nasty to feel, but it was a small price to pay in order to maintain her rather charming physique.

Hardly having a second to ready himself, the fabric in front of James suddenly shot outward, taking him along with. As the panties broke free from Gabby’s crack, James was essentially sling shot out. Flying through the air now, James couldn’t even process what was happening. The sudden release of pressure accompanied by the blinding shift in light left him stunned to say the least. Even if he could understand what had happened, his body was far too smushed for him to try and do anything. And so, the tiny man simply spun and soared through the air, coming to a halt as he flopped across the floor, his sweat soaked body leading him to essentially slide across his back until finding himself dead center amongst one of the many tiles that made up the locker room’s floor.

James, who was just now starting to get his vision back, was uncertain as to what had just happened. He simply lay flat on his back as his body slowly started to fix itself back into its unsquashed state. As soon as he was able, he gasped, looking toward the ceiling in disbelief as a current of clean air entered his mouth. It left him shocked, almost as if he could no longer contemplate the idea of being able to breathe without having a hint of ass to accompany it or a wave of sweat to endure. He took a moment to feel himself, truly wondering if he was actually free at last. Sitting up, he was quick to notice the half naked figure ahead of him. With her rear firmly planted on the bench, Gabby sat there, using one hand to air out her tank top and another to haphazardly yank off her sneakers. With a heavy thud, each sneaker fell upon the ground, and Gabby’s sock clad feet were now out in the open. Something about their slightly darker than white coloration gave James the impression that they had fared no better than her underwear. They too would find themselves being pulled off and whipped to the floor with a wet slap, confirming James’ suspicions that they had been through an entirely different kind of hell. With Gabby’s feet exposed to the world, James was in awe at the overall display before him. He still couldn’t come to terms with the fact that just minutes ago, this beauty of a woman had been the cause of so much distress, and she didn’t even know it! Maybe it was best that It stayed that way. One would think that being free, his first instinct would be to go to her for assistance, but aside from the concern of whether or not he could even get her attention, the humiliation in explaining what he had just been through was too much for him to want to deal with at the moment.

Over by the bench, Gabby had just finished the last drops of water in her bottle. She knew just how vital it was to keep oneself well hydrated at the gym; luckily for her, this particular gym offered cold filtered water within the locker rooms. Not wanting to waste any time, she got up and started to make her way over. Unfortunately for James, he had chosen too little too late to start relocating from his spot on the tile, which just so happened to be the pathway Gabby needed to take in order to refill her bottle. Booming, wet sounding footfalls got louder and louder, and by the time James got to realizing what was going on, a shadow was cast over him. Everything seemed to slow down as he gazed up at the disheartening sight above. In a glaze of sweat, Gabby’s foot hovered above. James was paralyzed, trying to comprehend just how massive of a presence it had as it eclipsed both him and his surroundings. It probably didn’t make it any better than Gabby happened to be a size 13, but how was she to know what was about to happen? And thus, with a quick drop, her foot came crashing down atop the mite man. The full weight of such a woman lasted less than a second, but it was enough to leave an impression. James had the misfortune of being caught right under the ball of her foot, and while probably a bit better than getting caught under heel, the intensity left him without words to say the least. In this brief moment of being squished down into the floor, he laughed internally, trying to find the humor in having one last smushing session that would go away in under a second, and he’d be able to scurry off in search of Susie. Such fantasy’s would remain in his imagination as when Gabby’s foot rose to take another step, James was left with a spine chilling new dilemma. The humid sweat that had managed to cake itself across Gabby’s foot, combined with the sheer intensity of pressure that came with her taking a step, essentially steam pressed James against her skin. And so, as her foot rose to take another step, James would rise along with to accompany her foot as it came crashing down once more, further smushing him beneath her. He’d have the pleasure of being plastered to her foot for a whole nine steps until she managed to reach the fountain.

Waiting for her to refill the bottle was no better, as she was left standing still for a minute and felt the coincidental need to shift all of her weight onto the very foot that was currently filling James’ senses with that of its salty foot funk. Once the bottle was filled, she took a well needed sip and made her way back to the bench. Each step seemed to further cement James as a part of her foot’s skin. Even as Gabby came to sit on said bench, James was given no inclination of being able to separate himself from her foot. His body had become a rather flat figure like before, making his muscles useless. Even if they did work, he wasn’t all too confident that he’d be able to over power the sweat that stuck him. While James fiddled with the situation, and more concerningly the taste of what Gabby’s foot had to offer, the towering blond was reaching back down to get ahold of her socks. Unfortunately, they hadn’t had much time to really dry out, but Gabby had made the mistake in forgetting to bring her gym bag, so she didn’t have any spares to work with. A quick shrug was all she gave to acknowledge the issue, as it certainly wouldn’t be the reason she stopped now.

Though the damp sock proved resilient to put on, Gabby was still able to snake it along the length of her foot. As she repeated the process with the other, the only noticeable difference would be found by James as the heavy, rough tugging of the sock essentially scrubbed the fabric against his body, eventually scrubbing him off her skin and sending him falling loose within the depths of her sock. Such an insignificant presence would do nothing to slow Gabby down as she fully shoved her foot inside, wriggling her toes about as she felt the seeping quantities of moisture stored within. Such a thoughtless action from her left James to be met with the dim sight of her toes, each of which was more than enough to effortlessly crush him. Once her sock was fully on, James found himself being pressed against the space right between the big and innermost toes. Try as he might to regain the strength to at least reposition himself, it would all mean nothing as her toes started to wriggle, effortlessly gripping hold of the tiny man and yanking him further into the damp crevice between. James felt what could only be described as a mushy substance, not just from the moisture her foot had clearly managed to produce, but something else, slightly more solid that he found himself stuck within. There were only so many pieces he could think of to complete this puzzling situation, and once said substance happened to find its way into his mouth, he found himself twitching as a result. Not only was it salty from its time soaking foot sweat, it was a mashed consistency similar to some sort of sauce or salsa. This substance was in abundance as well, easily filling up more space in this toe crevice than him. Try to deny it as he’d wish, he knew that he had found himself against whatever collection of dust or skin or whatever else made up what could only be Gabby’s toe jam. An attempt at optimism, if he could be given just a few seconds to try and regain his body’s functions, he could try to make it to where he’d essentially be riding the top of her foot. Yes, that was the plan. All he needed was a- squish

Gabby, who wasn’t currently burdened by a foot, had simply continued to get ready. While James was moping about whatever silliness he had gotten into, she was yanking up her leggings and fitting herself back into her shoes, leading James to be compressed even further into the unfortunate substance that filled her toe space. With everything set to go, she walked her way back out and into the gym area where she had one last thing to do before she made her way out of this place. With each footfall came a familiar pressure that would’ve popped any bug in an instant. James would not be so lucky as he would instead only continue to be squished as if hee were being molded by the weight of her toes pressing into him as they made contact with the ground. In his squished state, James was left unable to properly breath, let alone use much of his other body’s functions, meaning he wasn’t even able to stop the sour substance he found himself in from coating his tongue and trailing its way down his throat. 

While it felt as though James’ life force was depleting, Gabby was energized to get through her final exercise of the day. Stepping atop a treadmill, she set up a slight incline and a timer for 40 minutes. With the speed set to mimic a smooth run, Gabby hoped to further improve her overall stamina and endurance, all the while continuing to strengthen her legs overall. As was to be expected, when walking shifted to running, her feet came slamming down with much greater force than before. In one swift motion, James was carried along with Gabby’s foot as it launched forward, before coming down hard against the moving tread. His body was mashed up between her toes which loosened after each step, only to then clench upon landing, resulting in both James and the toe jam he resided in to be crushed beneath her hard hitting weight. Aside from the strain his body took when essentially catching Gabby’s weight as she ran, each time he was stepped on, he grew more and more lost as he found himself being crammed into the jam between her toes. It was a matter of luck for him to find any moment between steps where her toes didn’t jam his face right back into the substance where he’d be forced to ingest another mouthful, all the while having the very same substance burn his vision and clog his nose, making certain he’d have a very long lasting air filter.

Minute by minute as her running persisted, James could feel as Gabby’s soles went on to produce more sweat. He hadn't even fully dried off Gabby’s ass sweat and he was already being coated up in a whole new layer that seemed to only assist her toe jam in adhering to his skin. The very thought of having such a gross substance on him was enough to make him want to hurl, and yet he couldn’t even do that as his control over his body was literally being smashed out of him. He honestly could not figure out if having control to move and breathe would be better than this. One one hand, if his body wasn’t as mangled, he could make an effort to stay out of Gabby’s toe jam, but he’d have the wind being knocked out of him every time she essentially kicked him upwards and every time she brought her foot back down on top of him; all the while, his instinctual need for air would doom him to voluntarily have to consume more of Gabby’s foot funk. When it came to be a smashed up little mite man though, there came the lack of control, meaning that nearly the entire time spent between her toes was spent submerged within the toe goop, and the effort to regain control of his squashed up face left his mouth all too often exposed without the ability to close itself. Honestly, despite feeling as though he had consumed seemingly gallons of both sweat and now toe jam, he was kind of amazed and yet a bit scared to not find himself feeling any kind of bloating. He’d will himself not to think on the reasoning, as the only thought he could muster was that all this ass slamming and toe clenching had essentially worked to knead his body like dough, potentially working in those layers of sweat and toe jam to meld with his body, meaning that he couldn’t feel bloated because Gabby had practically sped up the process to integrate her bodily produce with his body. The thought was chilling, and one he’d have to suffer through as Gabby had only reached the halfway point in her run.

Back over by the weights, Susie had been taking a turn to workout out her arms while occasionally glancing over at the jiggling booty that bounced with every step along the treadmill. While she’d like nothing more than to continue her viewing, she had to admit that she herself was getting rather tired. It had been an hour and forty minutes since she had arrived, and she had essentially gotten through the majority of her intended exercises, feeling a solid soreness across her arms, legs, and core. Since Gabby had mentioned her intent to workout about the same length as Susie, the red haired woman figured that this would be a perfect opportunity to hit the showers, hoping to steam up her now tense muscles. If her logic was right, she’d get to enjoy a nice, twenty minute long shower and by the time she was finished, she’d catch a Gabby by the end of her workout as she herself would likely want to shower as well.

While Susie cooed in delight, enjoying the stimulating warmth of a nice clean shower, James spent the following twenty minutes continuing to be ground up and mashed underneath Gabby’s foot. By the time she had finished the forty minute run, it was like an entire pool of sweat had formed within her shoes. Each step had sent the sweat squeezing through her socks to wash over James, and given how long the run was, he must’ve been dunked nearly a thousand times, thoroughly marinating his body all the while making certain that by the time Gabby got off the treadmill, James had managed to somehow soak up and consume nearly half of all the toe jam he had been caught up in. There was still plenty for his little body to be caught up in, but there was a fair layer that was currently coating his mouth. His taste buds were stained with the pungent flavor, his mind fading in and out as he had lost all conception of time and meaning. How his life had led to such a gross and intense experience, all at the hands… or feet and rear of this woman who didn’t even know of his existence…. How could Susie think that this was ok??? This was a new level beyond anything she had done to him before, and she had simply allowed it to continue throughout the course of these last two hours. He could only ponder and guess in his semi awake state, when would this be over? When would Susie come for him? And why wasn’t this woman done yet!!!

The reality of the situation would only become more apparent as Gabby stepped off the treadmill. With a quick pause to drink some water, she headed for the gym’s entrance. Although Susie had been correct in that Gabby really did want to take a well deserved shower, she had no way of knowing that the only things Gabby brought for the day were her cell phone  and water bottle, meaning that if Gabby wanted to get cleaned up, she’d have to wait until she made it back home. This would of course prove to the further detriment of James, because much like Susie, Gabby also shared a similar belief in huffing It to the gym by foot. Stepping outside, Gabby raised an arm to shield her eyes from the still present sun. It hadn’t seemed to have settled any bit since arriving at the gym in the first place, but Gabby was already sweaty, so she couldn’t really complain. All she had to focus on was getting back home so that she could give her burning hot feet a well deserved dip into a nice cooling bath. If only James could understand why, after only a minute of comparatively softer steps, things suddenly got even hotter, and he was left to cook as a part of Gabby’s steamy toe jam. Ready to finally get her rest on, Gabby sprung forward, almost stomping with each step as she started the trip back home. Luckily for her, if she were to go quick enough, she’d make it to her apartment in just under thirty minutes.

Susie, who had just gotten changed up after her shower, walked out from the locker room, curious to see if Gabby had finished up her workout. Much to her confusion, she couldn’t find the blond anywhere. A brief pause for concern overtook her as she reached into her gym bag, pulling out her phone so she could check and see what had happened to her shrunken friend. Opening up the app, she read what was essentially a set of statuses and updates regarding James’ current situation. According to the app, he was still 2 inches and his vitals all seemed to be fine, much to Susie’s surprise. Huh, it must not have been as bad as I thought. Good on you, James! Reading further, she noticed a little symbol, which upon clicking, showed her a map of the town. On said map was a little ant icon, moving along one of the streets. Susie couldn’t help but to giggle at herself for making James’ icon that of a bug, and felt relief knowing that he had managed to survive so well within what she still assumed to be the confines of a booty. As far as Susie was concerned, James was fine, and so long as she checked the app every now and then, she’d be able to figure out where he was if she ever needed to go looking for him. She did suspect however that if Gabby were to be a somewhat regular at this gym, then maybe Susie wouldn’t have to do anything. If the app was accurate, James had done a good job in terms of sticking with the blond, so reasonably so, he’d probably manage to stick around for Gabby’s next visit, giving Susie a sense of closure that she would have plenty of time to snag her friend back, and more hopefully so have plenty of opportunities to get to know that beautiful woman some more. With a shrug and a yawn, Susie was content with her day and her decisions, and so she too started her trek back home, happy to spend the rest of the day vibing at home, where she’d rest completely oblivious to the true reality of what James had been through and the unfortunate hell that she had just so casually sentenced him to.