CeleraPrime

Anon is a very small guy for his age. He's only 148cm tall. It's not dwarfism, he's just very short. He has been bullied and made fun of ever since the girls started outgrowing him. It hasn't changed now that he's in his mid twenties. Anon isn't bitter or angry, he just goes through life as best he can.

One of the girls who used to bully him moved in next door. She's a very attractive blonde, 167cm tall and weighs about 59kg. At home she usually wears a sweater and sweat pants and her hair in a bun. When she goes out with her friends she wears her hair open with a skin tight outfit and knee high boots.

Anon tries to avoid her, but at some point they will run into each other. And that point is now. They meet in the hallway. She looks at him.

"Oh! Shorty!" She covers her mouth. "I'm sorry. I'm not like that anymore. I didn't mean to be rude."

Anon is surprised. He did expect her to just start bully him again. "Hello, Gina. Don't worry about it. Kids do what kids do. We're all grown up now." He already regrets what he just said.

She's really trying hard to suppress a laugh. "Y-yeah. We're all... adults, now." Her voice trails off and she glances down the hall towards her apartment. "Oh! I'm going to get some drinks. Wanna join me?"

Anon hesitates for a moment. He thinks to himself that if he walks a way like a coward she just has more reason to make fun of him. "Sure." he says.

They talk about life for quite a while.

[...]

It has only been half a day since he got reacquainted to Gina and Anon finds himself tied to the floor. Gina approaches him wearing a sports top, shorts and sneakers. She tied her hair to a pony tail.

"Shorty, I'm back!" she says with a smile. "Are you ready for a little workout?"

"Well... it was kinda my idea." he sighs.

"It was, wasn't it?" Gina laughs. "Let's get started."

"Ok." Anon says nervously.

She places her left sneaker on his chest and slowly increases her weight on him. Anon tries to keep calm but every time she puts more pressure on him it gets more difficult. After just a short time she lifts her other foot and places it on him as well. She's now standing on him with her full weight.

"How are you doing?" She asks him with a grin.

"It's not too bad." Anon says. "How are you doing?"

"I feel great." she grins. "You're so squishy and small!" She starts bouncing on him a little bit.

Anon grunts.

"Don't worry, it'll hurt less with time." Gina smiles. "I think."

She bounces on him again, this time harder and higher. Then she stops.

Anon tries to catch his breath while she's not moving. He's feeling really lightheaded. "Was that... it?"

Gina tilts her head. "Come on, shorty, I haven't even started, yet."

Anon takes a deep breath. "Oh. Ok."

She starts walking on the spot. She increases her pace to a slow run. She increases the pace again and starts pulling her knees up high. Every time her foot crashes onto Anon's body the air in his lungs is forced out. His chest and stomach are starting to ache as Gina starts to increase her pace again.

Anon is still gasping for air but Gina doesn't seem to notice as she runs faster and faster. She is starting to sweat. She's doing an actual workout on Anon's small body. He tries his best to keep up but he's not sure he has enough strength left. He needs more oxygen and his chest is starting to hurt from all the impacts. The pain is getting stronger and stronger. It feels like her sneakers are hitting him with full force. Every time Anon feels like someone just kicked him in the stomach. He's starting to panic and tries to get away from her but he's still tied up.

Gina stops and looks at Anon with an evil grin on her face. "Am I too heavy for you?"

He breathes heavily. "You'll get mad."

"Oh please, I'm doing this because it's fun, not because I want to hurt you." She steps off him. "And if I go too far you won't let me do this again."

He can finally breathe freely without her weight on his body. "You want to do this again?"

"Of course! It feels amazing!" she sounds excited. "And you're quite impressive, too, I didn't think you'd take it so well... oh wow!" She stares at his body.

"What? What is it?"

"There are bruises all over your torso in the shape of my shoe soles. That's so cool!" she grins. "You'll feel that for days."

Anon looks a bit concerned. "How about we don't do this again until the bruises are gone?"

"Aww..."