Courtney could see that both Yolanda and Beth were looking at her. "Do either of you want to do it? I was planning to do some training..." Courtney trailed off, hoping one of her friends would volunteer.
"I am heading over to the library to study, I think it might be too distracting to also look after Rick..." Beth said. Rick groaned when he heard this: He didn't need anyone to "look after" him. He just needed to be grown back!
"You shrunk him Courtney, you should get the first shift." Yolanda said firmly. "I'm going to the gym and Beth is going to the library, we all have plans. You'll just have to find a way to make this work with your training." Beth nodded emphatically, appreciative of Yolanda taking the lead.
"Ugh, fine. I'll babysit Rick first. But you guys have to take a turn later." Courtney said.
"Deal, we'll text you later and figure it out." Yolanda said, turning to the door.
"Good luck with your anger management issues!" Beth said, waving to tiny Rick. She didn't even have the emotional awareness to see that shrinking had only made him angrier. But that didn't matter, as she quickly followed Yolanda out, leaving the two of them alone.
"Looks like it's just you and me Rick. What should we do first? Since you're stuck with me, you're going to have to do some training too." Courtney said.
"The first thing you should do is grow me back!" Rick shouted, angrier than ever. "I don't need a 'babysitter', I just need friends who don't fucking shrink me for no goddamn reason!"
Courtney decided to ignore that little outburst. Maybe if he saw that rage didn't solve his problems he'd try a different approach. And besides, she'd had an idea.
"Hmmm... That gives me an idea..." Courtney said, scooping Rick up off the floor. He shouted in a mixture of anger and fear as she dragged him up off the floor carelessly, wind rushing past his face as she swung him around to wherever she intended to put him. He couldn't get his bearings until the gigantic superheroine dropped him down again. He fell backwards, unable to see where he was headed until he crash landed.
"Ugh... What's the big idea Courtney?" Rick groaned, aching from the impact. He sat up slowly, finding himself hip-level with Courtney. She was towering over him in her Stargirl outfit, looking down at him as though she were waiting for something.
"So what are you waiting for? Flip the hourglass!" Courtney said impatiently.
"What? Why?" Rick asked.
Courtney answered by turning her back to him, giving him a full view of her billboard sized butt. "For your training of course! Since I'm stuck babysitting you, I figured I might as well play the part properly." Courtney said, giving her butt a subtle shake. "If you can't handle my butt, you don't stand a chance against Grundy."
Rick was shocked by the sheer size of her butt. The wall of blue took up his entire field of view. Courtney had always had a large ass, but her otherwise petite body concealed that fact. Now that he was tiny though, it was as big as a house.
"Courtney this is insane! It's not like I'm going to have to fight a giant ass!" Rick yelled, hoping to dissuade the stubborn girl from sitting on him. He flipped the hourglass anyway though, knowing Courtney rarely changed her mind.
"Then close your eyes and imagine you're Indiana Jones, facing down a giant boulder. Or that you're the Hulk catching a building before it falls on an orphanage. Whatever makes you feel better." Courtney teased, giggling as she imagined these movie heroes being forced to face her superheroic rear end. "Whatever you have to tell yourself is fine with me, but pick quick, because I'm done waiting for you."
Rick watched in terror as Courtney slowly lowered her butt down towards him. The blue fabric clung incredibly tightly to Courtney's butt, leaving very little to Rick's imagination. The only thing he was left wondering is whether he'd be able to hold it up.
"Come on Rick! Hands up! I'm not going to stop sitting down, you'll have to hold me up if you don't want to get flattened." Courtney teased.
Rick threw his hands up and bent his knees, wondering if he was capable of holding something so massive. He could hardly believe he was wondering if he could hold Courtney. She was only 108 pounds at normal size, a weight that he'd not even struggle with without the hourglass. And now just the sight of her butt had his knees quaking.
Finally, Courtney felt his tiny hands on her butt and allowed herself to gently rest on him. She laughed as she felt his puny hands sinking into her soft cheeks. "Not bad Rick. You're stronger than you look!"
Rick smiled through gritted teeth. She made it sound like he was having an easy time, but it was taking his full strength to hold the giant blonde up. "Yeah, this is no problem." Rick said, refusing to let his pride be wounded by revealing his struggle.
"I'm not too heavy am I? I have been eating a lot of Mike's Pop-Tarts recently." Courtney teased, wiggling her butt slightly. Rick had to quickly adjust with the movements of her cheeks, lest he lose his balance and drop her.
"Nope, not heavy at all." Rick said, trying but failing to hide the strain in his voice.
"Great! I guess we should try my full weight then." Courtney said, clapping her hands excitedly.
"Your full we-" Rick began, but then Courtney lifted her feet off the floor. Her weight hit him like a wrecking ball, silencing and further questions. His knees instantly buckled under the increased weight, causing him to fall backwards. His back hit the seat, and when he looked forward all he could see was blue. He was staring down a veritable tsunami of ass, and it was headed straight for him. There was no time to move as he was caught under the wave, pressed flat into the seat by her gigantic cheeks.
"Looks like my butt was a little too much for you after all huh Rick?" Courtney teased, wiggling her butt on top of the tiny hero. He'd put up virtually no resistance once he was faced with her full weight. "I'm surprised, you were doing so well with the first part too." None of this was helping Rick's anger issues. As though being weaker than the tiny girl's butt wasn't bad enough, now she was teasing him about it, proving she knew all along that he was struggling. Not to mention that she was literally rubbing this situation in his face by dragging her ass cheek back and forth across his supine body. But there was nothing he could do. Courtney was in charge now, and as long as she didn't feel like standing up, he was at the mercy of her glutes.
Meanwhile, Courtney was having a great time. She was glad to see that feeling Rick wiggling under her butt was as fun as thought. Part of wished she wasn't wearing these leather shorts though, as the leather prevented her from clearly feeling all of Rick's tiny struggling. That didn't matter too much though: if Rick was as angry about being sat on as she expected him to be, she'd have plenty of time to play with the tiny guy.
Rick sighed with relief as Courtney finally lifted her weight off of him, allowing his lungs to fully inflate again. He briefly feared her ass would crash back down on him, but thankfully she turned it away from him, bringing her domino mask clad face back into view to address him.
"I have to say, I'm a little disappointed in you Rick. I really thought you'd be able to at least hold up a petite little girl like me. So much for super strength huh?" Courtney said sweetly, as though she couldn't comprehend why he'd failed.
"Damn it Courtney your ass is huge! How could I ever hold it up?" Rick shouted. "Just grow me back and I'll gladly kick your ass."
"Seems like the anger issues haven't improved either. Really an overall disappointment then." Courtney said with a frown. "Fortunately, I don't give up so easily! I'll keep helping you train! And I was thinking, since you couldn't hold up my butt, maybe...."
1. "...you need more practice with it." Courtney attaches Rick to the inside of her Stargirl shorts before continuing with her own training.
2. "...we should try something a little easier." Courtney brings Rick between her legs and presses him between her thighs, challenging him to hold them apart.
3. "...we should see how you do against my foot instead?"
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