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This is a part of a bigger story, you can find the rest on my Deviantart page (The Bully story)

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Keitaro finishes another set at the Iron Paradise, a gym across town he found refuge in. He was somewhat pissed because a month's membership cost him a whopping 800 simoleons and the place was mediocre as hell: the equipment was old and grubby and the facilities were so-so.

Nevertheless, he obviously couldn’t go back to Nilüfer’s private gym, neither could he return to his usual spot, The Alma Mettle, right next to Britechester Uni. He wouldn’t dare borrow Asha’s membership card again and, besides, Nilüfer frequents that place too and his plan was to avoid her altogether.

He figured that as long as she didn’t see him anymore, she couldn’t get her prize. A foolproof plan.

Because, knowing how much of a softie Nilüfer actually is, and how wacky she can be, he guessed the “do whatever I say for a day” would be something boring, and vaguely degrading. He imagined something dumb like... parading him in a clown outfit all over the campus and make him apologize for hurting her feelings.

“Nah. Fuck all that”, he thought, “I just need to lay low for a while, get tougher and then, challenge her again. Double or nothing... Easy-peasy, I can definitely beat her ass”

Lying down on the workout bench, engrossed in his routine, he pushes the heavy clanging weights with all his might, grunting and straining with each rep. A heavy metal tune, Putrid Malevolent Eclipse, is blasting through his earbuds, the rapid pounding drums and screeching guitars drown out the world around him.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he notices a presence looming over him, tall and shapely. His heart skips a beat but he instantly ignores the sensation. He focuses back on his next rep and, irritated, barks, “Dude, I’m nearly done! Gimme some personal space, for fucks’ sake!”

As he pushes the bar back up on the rack, the silhouette remains there, unmoving, taunting him. Furious, he mutes his earbuds and prepares to face off the bozo who interrupted him. Instead, a huge, soft, and round dark shape meets and engulfs his face, pinning him to the bench with a soft thump.

Panic and confusion ensue as his mind tries to grasp his current situation. But these emotions are swiftly dispelled by the familiar sensation and the pungent smell he’s being exposed to; He knew what was happening to him before he even heard her voice.

“I’ve been observing you for a while Keitaro, your routine is subpar and your form is poor. It’s not good enough buddy, you’re going to hurt yourself”, Nilüfer said casually while her firm, sweaty, and thick buttocks in black Lycra pants were pressing hard against his nose and mouth.

Keitaro was struggling to breathe, his face flushed beneath her. He tilted his head a little, took a good whiff of her crotch and his mind went blank; He was ready to fight a short moment before but now he found himself soothed and entranced.

"Hmmm... You know what? Your face is actually really comfy, Keitaro, I think I’m going to rest here a bit..."

Her gigantic ass was almost enveloping his whole head, faintly muffling the sounds around him along the way, yet he clearly heard the glee in her voice as she spoke.

"...I’ve just had an intense squat session.”

He felt a shiver run down his spine, he was in an isolated corner of the gym but still, she was sitting right on his face in an open area, people were bound to catch a glimpse of them in this indecent position.

“Uhm... What’s that? You brought some reading?”, she shifted her weight and pressed down harder on one side of his head, like if she was bending forward to pick something up.

He suddenly remembered he left his copy of Big Butt Waifus right next to the bench, “Oh Fuck!”, he tried to say but it came out as a quiet groan.

“Big Butt... Waifus!?”, she exclaimed in an uncredulous tone.

“Oohhh... Hmmm... What the hell?”, she muttered, yet he could still sense the discomfort in her voice, “Uhhh... Interesting... Hmf...”

He heard the pages flicking, and she gasped, “Oh boy, that’s pretty explicit!”

She was now turning the pages more slowly, as if she was reading it. She seemed to be either appalled or amused judging by the sighs and giggles she was letting out sporadically.

Meanwhile, as her personal seat, his whole world was reduced to the feeling of the soft, warm flesh of Nilufer's plum backside pressing down on his head, flattening his nose, mouth and cheeks. The intoxicating aroma of her sweaty crotch was infusing his nostrils.

“Damn, it’s actually not that bad. I mean, there’s a compelling plot at least”, she conceded after what seemed like an eternity.

“Well, I guess this mean you’re a big butt enjoyer, Keitaro?”, she said amused, ”Uhuh... I figured so. What a lovely coincidence that you find yourself under mine at the moment”, she snickered and wiggled her ass a little, “How about you give my majestic derriere a tiny smooch to confirm it?”

In a lustful daze, he immediately pursed his lips together and kissed the warm fragrant mass of flesh submerging him.

“Whew... no hesitation, uh?”, she blurted, “I understand now why you took your sweet time to yield in our wrestling match when I put you in that chokehold...”

Her stomach began to rumble, she fidgeted a bit and then giggled coyly. Keitaro felt her wiggle to position her asshole more directly over his nose. She then leaned harder and next, her buttocks tensed up and a blast of smelly hot air hit him right in the face.

It barely fazed him, and that simple fact unnerved him.

Nilüfer let out a sight of relief and laughed, “Hahaha, eat my fart you crappy little brat!”, she bounced a few times on his face and then exclaimed, “Oh my god! I’ve wanted to do this for so long!”

Keitaro just inhaled deeply and moaned. It wasn’t as smelly or acrid as Asha’s, still, he was now, for an unfathomable reason, even harder than before. He felt the perverse urge to extend his tongue and taste her.

“Uhm... You’re incredibly quiet down there... You didn’t pass out, did you!? Uh... Is that drool I feel?”, she asked in a worried tone.

“Mhhmm.... ‘mmfineghg”, he moaned into her ass.

“Oh... Ok then, well I hope you enjoy the smell, because you’re going to marinate in it while I finish your manga”, she said nonchalantly, but then continued in a stern tone, ”Consider this your punishment for not showing up to our training sessions and not answering my messages.”

A moment after, fear started to set in as he heard a bunch of footsteps getting closer. This brought him back abruptly to his present situation; All of his senses had been so subjugated by her crotch that he almost forgot there were a bunch of people around, potentially witnessing his predicament.

“Hoi, Nil, we were looking for you”, said an unknown high-pitched female voice

“Taking a break? What’s that you’re reading?”, said another one with an accented, warm voice.

“Hey girls, I finished my set a while ago but I’m actually ASSisting someone with his training at the moment”, answered Nilüfer in a casual tone, like nothing unusual was happening.

"Hahaha, Nil! You missed something good; I saw Carmen take a tumble while doing cardio on the treadmill. Like, the whole gym stared at her, it was hilarious!", exclaimed the high-pitched girl.

"Hey, I did not! I was simply adjusting my sports bra and slipped a little. These bad boys were bouncing like crazy!", reacted the one with the accent, presumably named Carmen.

“Just let them bounce around! There’s plenty of hotties here, you gotta make it sexy otherwise you don’t eat", retorted the shrill voice.

Nilüfer intervened, "And here we go again with the boys. I swear, Himiko, you have a one-track mind. Focus on your workout!"

She flexed her butt cheeks as if she was also addressing him, with his head buried deep in her ass, still serving as her cushion.

“Meh, chill out mom... Also, who said I was only looking at the boys?”, Himiko scowled.

"If it keeps you motivated and perky during our workouts, who are we to judge?", Carmen interjected in a placid tone.

Nilüfer chuckled, "True, true... Well, anyway, are you ready for the next part?”

Keitaro, witness to this whole exchange, still couldn’t grasp how they didn’t notice him below her. Though, thinking about it, Nilüfer was huge and so he imagined her body was probably big enough to completely screen his presence from their point of view. Her backside was, for sure, wide enough to almost enclose his entire head. However, as soon as he entertained that thought...

Carmen suddenly gasped and spoke in a low voice, "uhhhh, Nilüfer... You’re seated on someone!"

Himiko approached and giggled loudly, "Holy shit, right on his face! And it looks like he's enjoying it too”.

That remark made him painfully aware of the boner poking through his sweat pants and he started to sweat even harder.

Nilüfer, oddly calm, was untroubled by the abrupt discovery of her human seat, "There is no need to worry, I’m actually training him. You girls ever heard of Intermittent Hypoxic Therapy?"

"Wha-... What’s that... Hip-toxic thingy?" asked Carmen baffled.

"Seems to me she’s training him to be her personal human seat... (the lucky bastard)", replied Himiko cheekily.

“You see, the training is pretty simple: while I’m sat on his face he doesn’t get as much oxygen as breathing in the ambient air. Going back and forth from a low oxygen environment to a normal one has been shown to improve performance in physical activities”, said Nilüfer in a matter-of-fact way.

His face was still wedged deep in her butt. He was both astonished and confused by Nilufer’s composure and the explanation for this public facesitting performance. Given what he knew about her, it was a real possibility that she was being serious about that therapy training.

“Well, session’s over, Keitaro”, she announced with a sigh.

She leaned back a bit, squashing his head one last time, before standing up.

The odorous, dark mass of flesh finally departed from his face. As she did, the bright lights of the gym immediately made him squint and wince. He was red faced and his nose hurt. Two girls he hadn’t seen before, whom he assumed were Carmen and Himiko, stared at him grinning and stifling a laughter; He felt vulnerable, exposed and utterly uncomfortable.

“Damn! you can clearly see the mark of Nil’s fat ass on his face!”, observed Himiko, awestruck.

“Are you OK, dude?”, Carmen bent over to meet his face with a warm smile.

“uhhhhh... I-I-I’m fine... really”, mumbled Keitaro, scratching his head.

“Wait... I know you! You’re Asha’s lil bro, right?”, asked Himiko with eyes open wide. He nodded and she smirked even harder than before, “Hehehe I can’t wait to s-“

Nilüfer interrupted the awkward discussion straight away, “Com’on, enough with the questioning. Give him some air!”, and without pausing, she clapped her hands vigorously, “Alright, girls, break time’s over. I’m going to show you the next part of the program, follow me.”

Before leaving with her friends, Nilüfer approached and spoke to him in a serious voice, “Don’t go anywhere, we’ve got a load of workout to catch up afterwards!”

Keitaro sat back on the bench, dazed and reeling. He watched Nilüfer and her friends move away to the weight machine zone. Then, he looked around the gym, anxious, trying to catch a revealing smirk from the gymgoers; trying to determine how big was the audience to his lewd predicament.

The paranoia, however, quickly faded, and only the yearning for her warmth and scent remained.