This choice: Exercising in the Tiny-Only Section • Go Back...Chapter #4Tiny-Only Exercise...Or Not by: matthias   (Chapter originally created by PhoenixStriker)
There was truly only one course of action, which was to head to the tinies-only section of the gym.
Eventually, after nearly ten minutes of careful and somewhat frenetic dodging and running, you reached the tiny-only section. Ironically, you already felt like you'd gotten a full workout, but at least the tiny-only section had strength and muscle-toning machines you could use instead of more running.
Honestly, it was surprising to see how much effort Focused Fitness had put into buying and manufacturing tiny-sized equipment. Though the overall size of this section of the gym was small, there were still multiple treadmills, ellipticals, rowing machines, bench-press machines, leg-press machines, sets of weights, and some aerobic items like jump-ropes and exercise balls. The engineering prowess on display was pretty inspiring, all told.
At the same time, it was hard to really get into the zone considering the environment. To your left, a trio of women were loudly laughing as they flexed their arms and pumped heavy weighted bars. They were only about two feet from the tiny-only zone, and the nearest girl's heavy dripping sweat was gradually building a pool that was touching the red tape at the zone's edge. To your right, a woman with earbuds in was stretching her back out on a giant exercise ball, the ball rolling dangerously close to the tape border.
Still, there were about nine other tiny guys and one tiny girl working out in the section, and they were each focused on their workouts and had smiles on their faces. Perhaps the unsafe-feeling environment was just a misnomer, and if you ignored it then it wouldn't bother you? Your fellow nearby tinies sure seemed to be unbothered by the giantesses all around them. One of the guys even spared you a quick friendly wave.
Shaking your head, you approached the nearest leg-press machine, sat down, and started trying to put in some reps.
Unfortunately, no sooner had you started then the first unexpected event of the day occurred.
One of the weight lifting girls enthusiastically thrust her weight bar aside as she finished her final rep, to the tune of her friends clapping and cheering for her. However, the weight flew further than she'd initially intended, and two tinies close to you on two of the treadmills had absolutely no time to react as the shadow of the weight descended upon them. You lunged out of your seat to warn them, but you were too late as well.
The weight crashed to the ground, and the two tinies were squashed mercilessly. The miniature treadmills were smashed into broken pieces and jagged scraps. Your jaw dropped at the sheer destruction in such a short span of time, and all of the other tinies in the tiny-only zone stopped what they were doing and awkwardly tried to ignore what had just happened.
Only the singular tiny girl in the group decided to try and rescue the two crushed tinies, but she chose to act at the exact worst time.
As she ran forward to help, one of the nearby giantesses laughed loudly.
"Oh god, girl. You broke some of that tiny stuff!" The woman laughed uproariously.
The woman who had dropped the weight looked at the mess she'd made of the edge of the tiny zone, and grinned sheepishly. "Oh, I totally did, huh?" She peeled her sweaty body up from the bench and sauntered over, bending down to grab her weight.
As she took another step closer to the tiny-only zone, her eyes were locked firmly on the rest of you and the other tinies within the red tape, and not the brave tiny girl who'd rushed to the edge to try and squeeze herself under the weight to free the two trapped tinies.
The girl only had a second to gargle out a scream before the woman's cleats slammed down onto her, squishing the poor girl's body right into the puddle of disgusting sweat.
Oblivious, the woman grabbed her weight and locked eyes with you and the tiny beside you. Her grin widened.
"Sorry little dudes. Got carried away!" She smiled, her voice making it clear she found much more amusement than apology. She didn't even noticed as veritable buckets of sweat fell from her cleavage and splashed down into the tiny-zone, knocking over several more machines and drenching the fellow tiny standing beside you.
She lifted her weight as she stood back up, and the two tinies flattened to it were clearly visible, pained and shocked expressions on their faces. The woman, however, didn't seem to notice at all, as she turned back to her group of friends, eager to get back to her weightlifting. The first step she took away from you revealed the flattened girl under her shoe, squishy flesh gunked up in the treads of the woman's cleats.
Shaking yourself out of your silent stupor, you cleared your throat, ready to scream out to the woman. There was no way you'd let this day be ruined this early, and by such obliviously callous women. Your fellow tinies were in trouble, and you were in a position to save them. You wouldn't waste this chance.
Except, right as you started to shout, another tiny standing beside you screamed, breaking your concentration.
Before you could fully turn around, the same gigantic exercise ball the nearby woman had been using came steamrolling into the tiny-only zone, absolutely decimating everything.
Your fellow tinies cried out and jumped for safety, you yourself joining in their panic. By sheer coincidence you managed to escape being crushed, but you had to watch as two other tinies were flattened like pancakes by the rolling ball, ending up glued to the ball most likely because of the sheen of sweat on its slick rubbery surface.
The ball eventually came to a stop, carnage all around, but the destruction wasn't over yet, as the woman responsible for accidentally launching the ball into the section soon stomped over.
She'd be trying out a delicate and tricky to balance pose, and had slid off the ball, her sizable booty plopping off while simultaneously rubbing against the ball as she fell, which had acted as an impromptu concussive force that shot the ball away from her. Embarrassed by her clumsy display, the woman frantically ran over to retrieve her ball, paying no heed to the tinies scrambling for safety beneath her.
Thankfully, no one ended up crushed into paste against her sneakers, but two tinies were still glued to the ball and went unnoticed by the woman as she walked away. Unfortunately, the woman (overcompensating from her previous mistake) decided to move into a further spot from the tiny-only section, positioning herself in the corner about thirty full-size feet away from the tiny section. Now, the two trapped tinies were separated from you by a sizable distance...to say nothing of the curvaceous girl jumping rope right between the two of you, creating another roadblock.
You could hardly believe what had transpired in what was genuinely only sixty seconds. Everything had gone from perfect to absolutely horrible, and now five of your fellow tinies were stuck in horrendously humiliating and uncomfortable situations with seemingly no one around to help. Mari and Rio were across the gym entirely inside their class, so they'd be no help.
A tiny beside you let out a long-suffering sigh. "This place never changes, huh?" He gave you a cynical look.
You frowned. "What does that mean?"
He blinked. "Oh, you really don't know? This place is terrible for tinies. The small exercise equipment is awesome, but a day doesn't pass without it being destroyed."
You gaped. "Seriously?"
"Yeah." He nodded. "Focused Fitness has a good reputation among the tiny community, but that's really only because it has deep pockets. Those machines that just got trashed? They've got thousands in boxes in a store room in the back. They just put out new ones each day. It's pretty cheap stuff." He sighed again. "I mean, the staff is pretty helpful...if not overly affectionate at times. It's a bit overbearing."
You looked around frantically. "We have to rescue those other guys and that one girl, right?"
The guy shrugged. "You can. I'm finishing me set and then heading home." With that, he turned back to one of the few salvageable machines and resumed his workout. The other unsquished tinies did the same, none of them seeming inclined to try and rescue their fellow squished tiny.
Obviously, not trying to be a hero was the smartest choice. Obviously, and it was tempting too. Still, you couldn't bring yourself to ignore a fellow tiny in need. For once, your luck had held out and fate had spared you from being crushed. Now, you had the chance to return the favor and rescue someone else. It just felt right.
Steeling yourself, you weighed your options.
1) You head to your left and try to rescue the three trapped tinies from the weightlifting women. Two of the tinies are still squished to one of the weights, and one of the tinies is buried under the one woman's shoe.
2) You try to cross the long distance to reach the two tinies glued to the exercise ball with the oblivious woman. First, you'll have to make it past the woman jumping rope. Not to mention that the woman with the exercise ball still has her earbuds in.
3) Wanting back-up, you try to see if you can manage to successfully reach and convince one of the Focused Fitness employees to help out.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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