"Ah, Annika, hey!" Fariha beamed. "Super happy to see my favorite student here again!"
The blonde, Annika, smiled shyly. "H-Happy to be back, instructor Fariha. This class is really fun."
At this point in time, you'd been standing right in front of Fariha at the back of the class, where she'd laid her mat in front of the ten others arranged for the students. Fariha was standing on her mat during some simple arm exercises, and you'd been mirroring her but down on the floor. The two of you continued to do as such as Annika signed in on the sheet by the door, and then approached to claim the yoga mat closest to Fariha. Or at least, you thought that both of you were still doing basic stretches.
Fariha, in actuality, was positioning her foot directly behind you, while trying her damndest not to giggle and give herself away.
As Annika drew near, you noticed the blonde was fully looking at Fariha. Wanting to avoid a potential mishap, you cupped your hands around your mouth to shout up to her and introduce yourself...only for Fariha's big toe to punch into your back and toss you forward three feet, sending you sprawling out face first onto a red mat.
You didn't even have enough time to groan before Fariha motioned for Annika to sit, and the shy eager girl more than happily plopped down onto her mat, utterly oblivious of the inch-sized co-owner of Focused Fitness trapped with no time to move.
"PLEASE WAI--" Was all you could scream out before Annika's large sculpted booty crashed down upon you, and you found yourself squashed into paste under her right butt cheek. The girl wasn't particularly heavy, but given her larger than average derriere and your miniscule inch-tall size, it was simple science. You were flattened instantly and without resistance, and as your entire body crumpled into a thin sticker under Annika's butt cheek, the only upside was that you had been squashed while lying prone on your stomach, so your face was pushed into the slightly damp yoga mat and not Annika's soon-to-be sweat-slicked ass cheek.
Annika frowned as she sat, briefly pausing to grind her ass against the yoga mat. "Instructor Fariha, did you hear something?" She asked softly. "Right before I sat?"
Fariha could barely hide her cheeky grin as she watched the blonde wriggle her rump against the mat. Theatrically, she tapped her chin. "Hmm...did I? I'm not sure. What did it sound like?"
Annika finally ceased grinding her buttocks into the mat, and relaxed her whole weight upon you. "Well, sort of like a tiny. But we don't have any tinies in this class, do we?"
Fariha gasped in an overdramatic way that anyone other than the sweetly innocent Annika would've noted as fake. "Ah! Did you sit on our special guest for today?"
Annika paled. "Oh no, did I?" She wailed, and quickly shuffled up onto her knees and pointed her ass in the direction of Fariha. "Is there a tiny on my butt? I didn't know we'd have a little guest today!"
Fariha bit on her lip to stop from cackling at the ridiculously comical position you were in. Your arms and legs were spread wide, and your mouth was open in a look of shock. You looked straight out of a cartoon, stuck there on Annika's right butt cheek like a little sticker, and all you could do was blink furiously at Fariha as she nearly burst into laughter at the sight of you.
The Indian giantess winked playfully at you, and then spoke up. "Uh...nope! Don't see him! You're good!" She said with obviously too-insistent cadence.
Annika though, yet again, took her instructor at face value and breathed a sigh of relief as she spun back around and plopped onto her mat, her ass cheeks clapping against the mat. "Oh, thank goodness. Those little guys and gals get squished enough as is, I hate contributing to their messes."
"But they are kinda funny, right? Seeing them all squished and stuff?" Fariha prodded.
Annika slowly smiled. "Y-Yeah, a little. B-But I still feel bad!"
"Oh?" Fariha mimed chewing contritely on her lip. "Well, don't feel too bad, because I just realized my little buddy might've been on your booty after all."
Annika's eyes nearly bulged from their sockets at hearing that, and she practically shoved her ass in Fariha's face as she bent back over. "Please, Instructor Fariha, get him off! And make sure he knows that I'm sorry!"
Fariha waved her hand dismissively. "Ah, come on! Tinies are tough, they can handle a butt as awesome as yours. Besides, as long as they're rescued before too long, no one gets hurt, right? We can all just laugh it off and see it as a nice bonding memory!"
Annika smiled again, with a faint blush. "I-I suppose. Still, he probably doesn't want to spend all class stuck to my b-booty, as you put it. He should probably get off now before we really get started."
"I suppooooooose." Fariha tragically sighed, then grinned. Leaning forward, she began picking at you with her nail, giving you another teasing wink as she did so.
You glared at her (or tried to but failed, given how crushed flat you were), and then mentally prayed that this would be the extent of Fariha's pranking plans for the day.
1) Fariha picks you free, and actually manages to mostly keep herself in check for the rest of the class. Your class with her goes pretty smoothly, all things considered.
2) Fariha picks you free, but almost immediately starts going overboard with the pranks. You have a super chaotic and crazy yoga class with her and her students.
3) Fariha only pretends to pick you free, but actually leaves you stuck. Lying to Annika about freeing you, Annika innocently believes her instructor and eagerly begins the class, having no idea you're still glued to her booty.
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