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You're Matt, a tiny, living with the worst luck ever. (UPDATED BIO 27/08/24)
This choice: Rescue from the Weightlifting Women  •  Go Back...
Chapter #5

A Rescue Mission Gone Awry!

    by: matthias Author IconMail Icon
(Chapter originally written by Big Boy)

Turning your attention back to the weightlifting woman, you stared in anger and disbelief as she continued to make her way back to the bench while completely oblivious to three tinies she unintentionally kidnapped and how seemingly uncaring she was about the damage she caused to the only tiny workout area in the gym. You watched as she sat down, put the weight she had so effortlessly tossed earlier onto the floor, and turned to chat to her two workout friends who had been alternating with her in between reps. Knowing that there are fellow tinies just like you, whom face a potentially alarming threat and are helpless to save themselves, you were overcome with a determined spirit. And without thinking or hesitation, you knew what you had to do as you began to run towards the giantesses as quickly as your tiny (and somewhat unathletic) legs could go.

Once you had crossed over the line marked as "TINY ONLY SECTION" in big bold yellow letters against the black, tar-like rubber gym floor, you immediately gained a sense of just how daunting this task you had taken up truly was. With your mind so focused on the rescue mission at hand, you hadn't been focused on the environment around you; stopping in place just in time to watch as a humongous Adidas black and white sneaker rose above you, only to come crashing back down to the surface right in front of you. Had you not stopped, you would have for sure been nothing but grime under the sole of the shoe as it picked itself back up again as the girl it belonged to made her way towards the regular sized treadmills across the gym. Catching your breath, you cautiously continued forwards in pursuit of your goal.

After what felt like an eternity of running across the rather dirty, smelly, and sweat-soaked floor of the gym, you had arrived at your penultimate destination; the feet of the girl who had incidentally snatched your fellow brothers and sisters in size and her two friends. Although as you were making the trek over here, the girl had begun another set of reps and you looked upwards as you watched her muscularly toned arms thrusted the bar into the air with pure might; the two tinies still stuck to the bottom of the weight as they had been before. Noticing them, you turned your attention back towards the giantess's cleats which occasionally lifted upwards as well following the motions of the bar. There, you saw the same tiny woman as before helplessly squished and smeared across the upper part of the girl's black and pink cleat, her face showing only a single expression; immense pain.

You begun to take in a deep breath to shout out to the goddess-like person above, but before you could let out a single word you heard the cries of a voice booming much louder than you could ever hope to reach.

"Oh my god Jessie there's a bug by your foot!" said a high pitched voice from your right.

"Eww really? Let me finish my set real quick." said an uncaring voice from dead ahead.

"Wait a minute... Regan you're such a ditz, it's just one of those tiny guys." said a somewhat rude voice from your left.

"Oh really Chloe? Haha! I wonder if he's one of the one's from the tiny zone, I got to see this!" spoke the voice from ahead, which was promptly followed up with the sound of a loud CLANG as the weight hit the ground next to the bench.

You began to look up, only to be greeted with three different faces all staring back at you, each having a different expression of a smirk grinning happily and slightly sadistically across their face.

On your right was presumably Regan, the girl who had unceremoniously revealed your existence to the group. She was as white as a bar of hotel soap, with brown freckles dotting across her body to match her brown hair and brown eyes. She had also been wearing a pair of blue and white Nike sneakers with a black Nike sports bra and athletic shorts. You can somewhat recall her existence as the person who had laughed about the whole weight incident earlier to her friends.

On your left was most likely Chloe, the one who had just clarified what in fact you truly were. She was just a bit darker in skin tone than Regan, and her narrower black eyes peered down at you degradingly. She was wearing a solid white tank top that was covered along the back by her long and flowing black hair. Judging by how she spoke to Regan earlier, she seemed to be a bit of a jerk and rather self kept.

Lastly, right before you was without a doubt Jessie. Presumably the leader of this little clique; and the sight of her with her black eyes, curly brown hair, tanned brown skin, and overenthusiastic smile set off warning sirens in your head. Her sharp black and pink soccer cleats that held the poor tiny girl prisoner was now angled to be just in front of you, and her athletic pants and grey crop top clung to her body tight. This girl was the one who created this entire situation, and if you had any hope of saving your fellow tinies, you'd have to overcome the challenges opposing her could bring.

The three girls all appeared to be around the same age as yourself and your sister, college students who'd seemingly come to Focused Fitness for some after class workouts. Each of them were muscular to an extent, which spelt danger for you. And as the four of you stood in silence, it was Jessie who came forward to break it.

"Hey this guy was from the tiny zone earlier! I remember I saw him and another dude as I went to retrieve the bar!"

"Huh, why would he come all the way over here though? You'd think after witnessing the destruction of like, half the work out equipment and getting a stare down from you Jessie he'd want to stay far away right?"

"I don't know Regan. Although... You know Cassie from Comp 2? She told me that some of these lil guys actually INTO us "giant" girls dominating their small asses. Maybe this one's into it?" Jessie winked.

"Haha no way! What a little dork! It makes sense though, you are like, SUPER sexy Jess'." Regan laughed heartedly like before.

"Nah. You're both being dumb, which for Regan isn't surprising but for you Jessie is kinda whack. Tiny guys are usually reserved towards girls like us unless something happened to provoke him..." You didn't quite appreciate the way Chloe had just referred to you and other tinies as though you were some sort of animal in a nature documentary.

"Yeah you're probably right Chloe. I don't imagine he'd have the nerve to approach us just because of the weight incident though? I mean, they got like looooads more of those treadmills and shit in the back right?"

As the girls continued to discuss about you while somehow seemingly ignoring your existence, it was the ditzy Regan that eventually ended up getting it right.

"You know what? What if you ended up stepping on one of them?? Maybe that would have caused him to come all the way over here?"

Jessie then proceeded to slowly lift her leg up into the air and grab her foot to inspect the bottom of it closely. Sure enough, the group of girls now became aware of the situation and the presence of one out of the three kidnapped tinies.

"Oh shit Regan you were right!" Jessie then looks back down at you, her gaze causing nervous chills to shiver down your torso. "Say little man, I'm guessing you wanted to rescue this tiny girl right?'

You gather your courage and take a rather weak stand against the giantess before you, "Yes I came here to rescue her as well as two tinies who were crushed under the weight of the bar you had uncaringly tossed into our workout area!"

Hearing that, Chloe lifted up one of the weights of the bar to find the two other tinies that had been snatched, their bodies unreformed and were as thin as sheets of paper. While Chloe scraped the two off from the metal, Jessie peeled the tiny girl off her sole and then made a silent gesture to Regan towards you. Before you could react, Regan's grip had snagged you, and the rather soft hand hoisted you into the air before releasing into a flat palm for you to stand on. Catching your breath, you turned back to look at Jessie, who's face was now mere inches away from yours.

"Alright lil dude, here's what's gonna happen. I normally don't really give a shit when it comes to tiny people like you. I do think it's a little heartwarming though how you came all this way to save your friends or whatever, and, you're kinda cute! So I'm willing to make you a deal. I think you could actually be of some use to my friends and I. In fact, after we work out my feet are always SOO sore and could use someone of your size to give them a lil foot rub! I also know Chloe over here, as smart as she is has been failing one of her classes lately, maybe she could use a little know-it-all pet such as yourself to help her out on tests and shit. Regan could always use a little boy toy as well if you know what I mean haha!"

"My point is, I'm giving you an offer. I'll let your tiny friends go safe and unharmed, IF you agree to become the tiny "member" of our clique. You have my word on that. HOWEVER, if you refuse then to be honest, you really have to no use to me at all. I suppose I am a bit hungry after all, and besides, I could always the use the extra protein! Haha!"

As Jessie laughed in a maniacal manner, fear began to set within you as you process the offer she proposed before you. And as she laughed, her gaping maw released a gust of humid breath as though to set in the reality of what would happened if you refused.

"Haha this is why you're the best Jessie!" "Brutal Jess, this is why you're the leader!"

As her posse joined in laughter, Jessie's eyes once again descended upon you. "Well little dude, do you wanna be my servant, or my supper?" she teased.

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