Silver Lake University.

One of many athletic universities in the country, well known for producing the best tiny athletes.

It’s evening. The orange in the sky slowly eaten by the dark blue as the night arrives. Only a few athletes still training on each of their respective sports while most of them are already back in their dorm, resting after rigorous study and training.

Inside one of the girls-only dorms, it’s pretty quiet on the corridor. Almost everyone already resting inside their own room. Except for one…

A female athlete walks through the bright enough corridor, heading for her own room. Still clad in her black tight shorts and white shirt, the tomboyish-looking girl walks barefoot while carrying her running shoes. Firm and thick thighs, considered pretty tall for a female athlete as well. Sweats trickling down her well-built athletic body like a waterfall only an intense training could do. She just couldn’t wait for a good night rest before another day of training.

The dorm corridor is as mundane as always, yellow line decorates each side of it giving a little space between the line and the wall. As soon as she turns a corner, she spotted something down on the left side. Another female athlete just like her, yet no taller than a gummy bear. Probably on her way either to her assigned mixed room or a tiny-only room, yet the normal-sized girl didn’t seem to care as she continues her walk to her own room. Thanks to the size difference, the girl’s normal walk is still faster than the tiny girl’s ordinary walk and soon enough the normal-sized athlete catching up with the tiny…

THUD

Unexpectedly, the girl’s left foot cleanly landed on the tiny girl below, crossing through the yellow line. The feeling of her tiny body squeezed beneath her gigantic bare sole against the floor could be felt by the bigger girl… and she just keeps nonchalantly walking like nothing happened, never even took a slightest glance to what was under her left foot. As soon as her left foot lifted back up, there’s the tiny girl lay down on her front, clearly shocked and in pain.

“Dammit, Dahlia…”

Sighing and rolling her eyes, Dahlia turns around to see a door opened on the other side of the corridor. Another normal-sized girl gave her an annoyed look.

“What, Sasha?” Dahlia just shrugged.

“Can you be more careful for once?”

“Yeah yeah, blame this stupid college for not investing in tunnel or something…” Dahlia just turns around, continuing her walk to her room.

“Dahlia! HEY!” it’s no use, her fellow athlete didn’t slow down. Sasha’s attention turned to the still-stunned tiny girl on the floor, obviously in pretty excruciating pain after an immense weight compressed her body to the floor…

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 Inside Dahlia’s room…

Lights on, a pretty simplistic room; desk, bed, portable stove and a door that leads to her bathroom. Breathe in, breathe out, the day is almost over for the young runner. Putting down her shoes, the sight of her own bed really inviting for tired Dahlia… but then she remembered something.

Walking over to her desk, Dahlia spotted her shoebox and opened it. inside, there’s a tiny girl, still in her runner attire, sitting in the corner covering her face as lights suddenly flooded the shoebox. Beside her there’s an tiny empty plate and glasses.

“You’re eating your dinner, good!” Dahlia smiles looking down at her captive.

No answer, the tiny girl stares at the giant face with annoyance.

“Playing tough, huh? Run faster next time,”

“Why? This is insane!” now her voice could be heard through Dahlia’s earpiece.

“Just like any newcomers…” Dahlia simply smirks. “This is the way we’re doin’ it in Silver Lake, little one. The losers are punished by being given to any of us for a night,”

“You gotta be kidding me! We’re not toys to be passed around like this!”

“Man… all of you pesky tinies are just annoying…” the look of disgust on Dahlia’s face only made the girl felt smaller than ever before. “In here, only the strong survive. You wanted to avoid this? Then avoid bottom ten,”

Disbelief clearly written on the tiny girl’s face. How can someone be this heartless toward tinies? Still drowned in her own thought, the tiny girl didn’t realize a pair of fingers moving straight at her, thumb pressed against her front with the index finger as her body being lifted up into the air.

“Let’s see…” Dahlia ignored the plea and struggle of the tiny girl in her right hand, her mind focused on trying to think any creative thing she could do to this unfortunate little athlete right here. “Oh, I know just the place for you!”

Dahlia’s left hand reached around to the back and she pulled on the waistband of her shorts. Then her right hand followed. The tiny girl welcomed by a view of horror beneath her inside of Dahlia’s tight shorts; those meteor-sized buttcheeks. Dahlia slowly lowered the tiny girl right into it. When she’s already pretty deep inside, Dahlia released the tiny girl from her grasp, letting her fell inside as she removes her left hand while the waistband snapped shut.

The tiny girl landed right in the middle of the fleshy hills. As soon as the waistband hugged Dahlia’s hips, the tight nylon material pushed her entire body right inbetween Dahlia’s humongous cheeks. The soft flesh compressing her tiny body inside, the air felt very thin and humid she started choking. The pungent odor assaults her relentlessly, she’s squirming around desperately trying to push the fleshy walls away from squishing her. As if things couldn’t get any worse, Dahlia started to walk. The tiny girl found herself sliding deeper between the buttcheeks until Dahlia’s enormous crack is visible right above her.

“Aaaaaaaah!” Dahlia let herself fell back first on her bunk as she turned off her earpiece. As soon as Dahlia lands her butt on the bed, intense weight immediately slammed directly into the tiny girl’s whole form. Almost suffocating her if its not for the very little wriggling room between Dahlia’s cheeks. “You okay down there? Better make yourself comfortable… I think I’m… gonna… take… zzzzzzz…”

It’s all too much to bear, the tiny girl started to sob in the darkness with her whole body firmly squeezed from all sides. Not to mention Dahlia’s still sweaty body and the smelly crack above her face, horrible odor occasionally released from it right into her face. The whole ordeal made her pondering about herself in denial; what’s wrong with this place? All she wanted is simply to be the best tiny runner and Silver Lake University supposed to be a fresh start for her… yet there’s nothing fresh about her current predicament at all.

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Hours goes by…

Dark, humid, tight. The tiny girl couldn’t rest comfortably at all, it’s almost suffocating from the lack of fresh air. Her body is tired, her clothing completely soaked by Dahlia’s sweat, the enormous cheeks squeezing her whole body combined with Dahlia’s nylon shorts tightened the whole thing, wouldn’t allow her to even as much as crawling around.

As if things aren’t already worse, her whole world suddenly moves. Dahlia seems to roll her body to the left in her sleep as her hands propping her left side of her face. The sleep of the bigger athlete stays comfy… yet it’s the opposite for the very tiny bulge on the crevice of her firm shorts-covered butt. Thanks to Dahlia rolling over to the side, now the tiny girl squeals in agony as the whole weight of Dahlia’s right buttcheek rests atop her puny form. Trying her best to squirm around, finding even the slightest room to avoid herself getting squished by the twin fleshy mountain from above and below clenching on her, she wouldn’t want to be smothered into a human patty between these two buns.

Fortunately, the whole place shifts again and this time Dahlia completely lay on her front now. Much to the tiny girl’s relief, there’s so much breathing room compared to before. But much to her horror… right below her is Dahlia’s butthole. The sight of that black hole that seems to eager in swallowing anything above it. Still squeezed tight between the cheeks right above it, the tiny girl trying her best to crawl up avoiding the horrifying fate that could befell her should she not careful.

“Mmmm…” Dahlia felt the light tickling sensation on her butt during her sleep. Unconsciously Dahlia’s left hand moves right to her bottom. Index finger sticks out, Dahlia pressed right through the crevice of her butt trying to snuff out the nuisance that tickles her.

A simple movement by the sleeping giant, yet turns out to be a brand new nightmare for the tiny athlete. The nylon fabric above her suddenly protruding through downward, the giant finger pushed the tiny girl down forcefully with no way for her to stop it. Her worst-case scenario finally came true as her tiny body being helplessly shoved inside the awaiting dark void below.

“NO! PLEASE! DON’T DO THIS!” it’s no use, her loud plea goes unheard by the uncaring bigger girl as her whole body being swallowed inside…

All darkness, her body squeezed tight by the wet meaty wall around her, muffled sound of gurgling echoes through the tiny girl’s ear. She screamed hoping for Dahlia to hear but of course it’s just bounced off this damp cave. The vile smell inside assaults her full force, she struggles to breath even the smallest fresh air near the puckered hole.

A comfy heavenly rest for Dahlia after today’s rigorous training, a hellish place to stay the night for the tiny girl… she’s so broken that she stopped screaming, swore to herself not to ever placed bottom of the pack in the future competitions… that is, if she survived the night inside this flesh-made hell.

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The next morning…

“Nnnnngh…”

Dahlia woke up, stretching her arms as she sits on her bed. Dammit, she wanted to take a shower last night, but the gravitational pull of her own bed proves to be too strong that she slept all the way to the morning… Immediately she felt it; something seems to stuck inside her butthole. Giggling a little, Dahlia stood up, reaching into the back of her shorts and very carefully fishing out the trapped tiny girl from her backside. Firmly grasped between the thumb and index finger, Dahlia noticed that she’s just passed out judging by the very slight breathing feeling on that tiny chest.

Well, at least she survived… pretty strong for a newcomer. Dahlia remembered the very few times some tiny athlete in her captives didn’t make it through either crushed under her humongous ass or suffocated inside it. Repercussions? Oftentimes just a lecture from a coach, and that is if someone actually found out that she’s killed a tiny. Dahlia knows already that Silver Lake only cares for those performed above average, no place for losers especially if they’re tiny. What Dahlia did is simply giving them some sort of encouragement not to be slow, albeit in the most vicious way possible.

Into the bathroom, Dahlia turns on the faucet on the sink. Roughly, Dahlia brought the tiny girl right below the stream of cold water. The sudden impact of cold water awakens her from unconsciousness as she gasped and coughing being forcefully plunged under it. Ignoring her drowned screaming sound and the struggle to break free, Dahlia didn’t even bother to use soap on her as all she need is the putrid smell of her own ass to disappear from the tiny girl. Faucet off, the tiny girl completely drenched. At least the smell is gone, maybe. Didn’t even bother to dry her off, Dahlia walks out from the bathroom and putting the shivering tiny back inside the shoebox.

“Here ya go, before you start this day,” Dahlia gently put down a tray consisted of tiny crumb of bread and a glass of water.

The tiny girl looks completely disoriented. Her whole sports clothes are wet and tattered, still shivering from the cold wind hitting her still wet body. Trauma written all over her, spending a whole night inside a giant girl’s butt clearly not what she had in mind enrolling in this university. Despite hearing all those bad rumors about Silver Lake, she couldn’t help but curious about how many of their tiny athletes winning a lot of competitions around the states. Last night, she found the answer in the most disturbing way possible. Now she’s completely understood why every tiny athlete always perform their best here...

Well, nothing else to do but to wait as the sound of running water could be heard. The tiny girl could only assume Dahlia is now taking a shower. With the breakfast already prepared, she chows down the crumb of bread that almost half her size. So delicious, she was so tired and hungry that the cheap bread tastes like the most expensive steak a money could buy. The big glass of water is definitely all she needs after inhaling all that vile smell the whole night making her feel so dry. She’s inhaling everything inside Dahlia’s butthole for hours that the smell is ingrained inside her mind so bad she could memorize it perfectly now, it’s not even funny.

The sound of running water came to a halt. Door clicks, the tall wall of the shoebox completely prevents the tiny girl from seeing Dahlia. Light sound of footsteps could be heard, the tiny athlete could only assume Dahlia is dressing up and preparing for today. Sure enough, minutes later, Dahlia’s familiar gigantic face looms above the shoebox.

“Finished with your breakfast? Good!” the smile of her big captor couldn’t convince the tiny girl to take it easy, she’s constantly anticipating whatever Dahlia’s next step going to be. “Well, you survived the night, so it’s time for you to return to your own place,”

Slight relief written all over the tiny girl’s face. Then Dahlia’s right hand lowered, signaling the gummy bear-sized athlete to get on as she did so as the vibe grew lighter for her. Lifted up, the tiny girl noticed Dahlia already on her running attire.

“So let’s see… where’s your dorm, girl?” Dahlia asked.

“Um, dorm number seven,”

“Ah, that’s across the running track from here, right?”

The tiny girl nodded.

“Okay… well… you see, we’ve got a little problem here. I got no pockets here, so… I think I know where I could put you on our way there,”

Confusion strikes the tiny girl once again as Dahlia walks around the room. Then without warning, Dahlia lowered herself and tilts her right hand. The tiny girl is being dropped right into Dahlia’s right running shoe.

“AH!” the tiny girl landed above the foamy surface. The rancid smell immediately assaults her as she looks around in panic while staggeringly got back on her feet. Realizing the intention, her heart rate intensifies when she saw something above her eclipsed the light.

There it is; the horrifying sight of Dahlia’s well trained foot. Those long and slender toes, wriggling in rhythm as they’re made their way into this leather-made cave. Feeling of claustrophobic hits the tiny girl real quick, she started to run away into the other end of the shoe. Of course, nothing but dead end. She stopped running and looking back, the foot grew closer and closer until the big toe quickly collides and pinned her down.

“Aaaaah…” Dahlia feel it; that tiny squirming sensation beneath her toe. She playfully rubbing it up and down inside that tight space, repeatedly slamming it into the helpless tiny athlete under it. “Good news! I think I decided to run a few laps before I returned you, so enjoy it down there!”

Dahlia turned off the earpiece.

“WHAT!? NO! LET ME OUT!!” the tiny girl trying her best to wriggle free but to no avail. The nightmare of being trapped in tight places rushing back into her. Then the pressure suddenly eased up, the tiny girl used this chance to breathe and calm herself before immediately the truck-sized toe slammed down right back at her whole body.

The process repeated as Dahlia walks around while the tiny girl underneath trying her best to survive, she could feel her body probably going to burst anytime soon with each repeated motion of Dahlia’s toe raised and trampled down upon her puny body. Not to mention the increasingly humid air inside combined with the smell of Dahlia’s foot, never before the tiny girl felt so worthless in the presence of the normals. Her whole body hurting, she started crying for feeling so helpless and weak against the giant athlete…

Meanwhile Dahlia, she’ll never get bored with this. She don’t care, what could they do to fight back anyway? Her own well-trained body is all it needs to toy around with them, humiliate them, torture them. She’s a force of nature to all those unlucky tinies.

Her mind could only wonder who’s the next loser she could play around with today…