RR Nina Beckett - Chapter 10

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Reduction & Relocation: Nina Beckett

Chapter 10 - Impromptu Acclimation Therapy

[February 1st, 2010]

As Brandi sat down on the bicycle seat, David was confronted with an astounding amount of pressure.  It was more than when Rose sat on him for sure.  Not only was Brandi’s butt much bigger than Rose’s, David had the misfortune of being centered directly beneath her left butt cheek, swallowed up into the legging-clad flesh that was quickly getting warmer and warmer.  

As the minutes passed, listening to the rushing sound of Brandi’s feet moving and the rushing of her thighs rotating next to him, David grimaced, waiting for the sweat to seep through the legging material and cover his body. Interestingly enough, it wasn’t happening…or at least he couldn’t tell if it was.  Perhaps being surrounded by literal tons of butt cheek flesh was enough to confuse your senses. The two girls discussed 

Twenty full minutes into the workout, David heard Brandi’s voice, out of breath from her exercise and muffled from David’s position beneath her. 

“So, have you heard about The Employee of the Month?” Brandi asked.

‘Who’s that?’

“Ugh. Are you talking about the speck?” Jane asked, already a bit out of breath.

Brandi giggled, “Yeah, I’ve heard him called that, too.”

‘Oh…they’re talking about me.’ David thought, but even his observation skills were squeezed out of his body as Brandi made a slight adjustment to her sitting position, leaning more of her weight on the butt cheek covering David.

“Yeah, I’ve heard about him. I’m kinda getting tired of it, to be honest.”

“Really? I can’t hear enough!” Brandi said. “I mean…I was looking forward to working with him back when he was just going to be a regular subject…the cute ones are always more fun. But now that he’s helping out so much with Dr. Bexley’s research, I think he’s a pretty big deal! Who knows…maybe I’ll still get to play with him!”

If only she knew how much her big ass was playing with him at that very moment.

“I…I guess…I just….”

“Wait..Jane! Where are you going?” Brandi asked.

Jane was leaving?  It’d have been a lot easier for David to know what was going on if he wasn’t being smothered by a metric ton of ass flesh.

“I…should get back to work.” Jane said.

“Oh…okay.  You only just started though.” Brandi’s tone conveyed confusion from the abrupt departure of her coworker.

David didn’t hear Jane respond, but he did hear the door off in the distance open and close.  What the hell was up with her? Why was she so weird? Especially around Brandi?

David had never been surrounded by so much cushion and warmth before.  It was such a disorienting experience, like an avalanche of hot marshmallow plush had washed over his entire body.  And it was only getting warmer…with each rotation of the foot pedals it was getting warmer.  As much as David reviled his position underneath and pressed firmly against Brandi’s bulbous left butt cheek, the worst part was the degree to which his own body betrayed him.  

The constant and subtle shifting of Brandi’s weight as she pedaled created just enough friction to awaken the part of David that he was most slave to.  His carnal lust and desire.  A metric ton of metric tones worth of butt flesh cocooned his pathetic naked body…so warm and soft…and rubbing so tantalizingly against every inch of his bare skin.  There was no way he was getting through this. At first, David fought his blossoming erection. His twitching cock disobeyed his direct orders, unfolding and inflating with each friction-laden swipe of the bootylicious intern.  

If David even ever was the boss of his own cock, those days seemed long over now.  His cock had a new boss…and that boss was Brandi’s booty. 

At first, David was begging the gods to break this cursed Adhexial bond.  But now, over an hour after Brandi had unknowingly dropped her gargantuan bottom atop the frail naked boys glued to her seat, all David wanted to do was grab his throbbing cock and pump it.  All he wanted to do was pump his tiny, narrow hips…just once!  ‘God, let me thrust into this fat ass just one time.’ He felt like a zombie, motivated only by flesh-driven lust.  If only he could cum, he could clear this mile-thick frosted lens of arousal from his mind, un-electrify his throbbing crotch, and slow his heart rate to something only slightly racing. He wondered if his fellow sufferer under Brandi’s other butt cheek was feeling the same way.

It would be another half hour before David would feel light in his eyes and fresh air on his skin.  As fate would have it, Brandi’s bouncing sliding glutes had brought him to the brink of orgasm more times than he could count.  Each time, however, as if she knew what she was doing, she’d either slow down her pedaling to mess up David’s rhythm…or she’d shift her weight so that the friction against his aching cock was lessened.  This had to all be worth something…and to hell with whatever information these sadistic doctor’s were trying to extract from this situation.  

If David could just cum, somehow it would all be worth it; that’s what he told himself anyway.  Too bad that David couldn’t move his hands.  He couldn’t even thrust his hips.  He had to count on Brandi granting him permission, and that permission would come in the form of some more seductive and bubbly bouncing.  Some more sultry shifting and scooting.  David had never known frustration like this and he felt so powerless as the cushiony fat and muscle of Brandi’s bottom powerfully rubbed his tiny penis raw.  Incredible as it may have seemed, it was as if Brandi’s bountiful butt cheek had the surgical precision to roll his throbbing cock back and forth, pinning it against his tensed stomach and her thick cheek as if it were a rolling pin.  

He needed to cum!  He’d die if he couldn’t!  He waited for it, agonizing over his closeness as she continued to unknowingly thwart him.  After enough time, David’s mind was clouding over, he was looking at himself from overhead..somehow through all those delectable cubic inches of cheek flesh..and his stomach felt like there were rocks inside.  But still he held onto hope that the right motion would come along, pushing him over the edge.  

“I can’t believe I forgot a towel again.” David heard Brandi’s voice far above. It was significantly muffled by all the pillowy cushion around him, but the tone passed through the dense dual black clouds of ass fat, vibrating the message into David’s bones…particularly the one between his legs.  “Ohhhhhhh…”

David’s skin felt like it was on fire, compressed and sealed air-tight under Brandi’s hot and steamy rump, and yet the only contributions of humidity came from his own steadily accruing perspiration.  There was no way the blonde wasn’t sweating her ass off…literally…and yet David was somehow protected from that natural but horrifying bodily function. Those had to be some super special yoga pants.

He didn’t know how much time had passed.  All he knew was that Brandi had spent the last 20 minutes edging him.  Actually, edging almost wasn’t even a strong enough word for the sexual anguish and torture David was experiencing.  Not only was he severely emasculated and humiliated by being trapped under the single butt cheek of a beautiful woman, but he had to deal with being so close to orgasming that he could practically see God and yet he just couldn’t clear the gap.  

“Please just let me cum!” David shouted, the anguished and tortured opening of his face instantly filling with a mouthful of warm ass fat. Thankfully, the taste was not that of ass.  Instead, the lycra material of her leggings tasted more like faint laundry detergent and fabric softener.  

David could hear the whirring of the machine under Brandi intensifying and as a consequence, the biological machine that was the bubbly blonde’s thick thighs and jiggly glutes quickened, and David was becoming a part of that machine…something for it to chew on, anyway.  Molecules of air found their way around the curvy hemisphere of Brandi’s all-encompassing butt cheek and into David’s lungs, the same curvy hemisphere that was massaging and squeezing so tightly against his aching member.  His poor cock had never been so thrashed and crushed, but then again he’d never had an ass grinding atop it quite as large as Brandi’s.  But despite the pain and humiliation he was going through, David felt himself rising higher, getting closer. Brandi was doing it.  She was performing all the right moves. It was going to happen.  David squinted his eyes and braced himself. He was on a roller coaster ascending a crank-trak for the big drop…and he was one click away from a mind-bending free fall when–

“--wow, that was great!” Brandi exclaimed, popping up off the bike seat as if she were a jack-in-the-box.  

The cold air rushed in and around David, spitefully making up for lost time as Brandi’s glute released its oppressive and heavy hold on him. 

“No, no!” David shouted.  His miniscule body spasmed and trembled, unable to break free from the Adhexial bond. He flailed wildly, still so close. He was at the top of the roller coaster!  One more click and he’d be in free-fall!  Just one more click, Brandi!

Her buns only half-heartedly obeyed the influence of gravity, the flesh still perky but so jiggly as she mopped the sweat from her face and kicked her legs to loosen the muscles.  He caught the slightest hint of a shimmer against the cheeky curvature…his pre-cum discreetly smeared against the fabric.  It was such a small amount, only someone as small as him would notice it.

“Please sit back down!” David squealed.  He couldn’t believe what he’d just asked this goddess to do!  But he wasn’t thinking clearly.  His mind had been swayed into perversion by this beautiful woman and she didn’t even know what she was doing to him.  He just wanted to cum.  

David whimpered as he stared up at the cheek that had just swallowed his entire existence.  It was so close and yet millions of miles out of his reach, even if his hands were free.  He could see the tiny spot where he’d been pressed so firmly against the black-clad cheek meat; he felt like an astronaut looking out at the blue marble, spotting the tiny little square of land so far away that he called home. His poor, throbbing cock, still stiff as steel pointed up at the quivering black globe of muscle and fat like a compass needle looking for magnetic north. 

The rollercoaster was now cranking backward, and he was getting further away from the top of the track. Despite the serious blue balls he was experiencing, there was at least some relief as clarity was slowly returning and he reflected on the fact that this ordeal was at least coming to an end.

“Please…someone…help me…” 

‘What the hell was that?’ David thought.

He couldn’t turn his head very well due to the Adhex, but he had just enough mobility to look to his right.  About halfway between him and the other poor 1/32” subject…saw a naked man lying in the middle of the seat.  He looked younger than David and in pretty decent shape but he was absolutely massive compared to David–easily 30 times larger..  

Where the hell did he come from? 

David worried that the giant might try to harm him in this vulnerable state but it was a fleeting concern. It became abundantly clear that the giant (to him) young man was down and staying down.  Instead of getting up, he laid there in a daze as if he were lost in the stars.  

“No more…” he uttered in a voice of gravel and blind contrition. “I’m begging you.  No more…”

“Oh, looks like I lost ya there, 890p!” Brandi’s tone was hauntingly chipper as she shot a million-dollar smile down at the bike seat. Her huge face loomed closer–far quicker than what seemed natural for something as big as her.  Her blonde hair dangling overtop of David like a fragrant, pheromone-laden pendulum.  “I had ya in there pretty deep, I thought.  Maybe I shifted around a little too much. Sorry about that!”

“Were you….” David shouted.  “Were you in her ass crack?!”

And then, something happened that hadn’t happened before. Not since the beginning of David’s long and confusing exodus immediately after entering the Reduction Therapy Room.

The naked young man turned his head toward David and looked straight at him.  He’d heard David’s voice!

David felt a surge of excitement, as if his psyche was looking for any excuse to return some modicum of self-worth and humanity.  Another human had heard him and responded!  Sure, it was another much larger victim of this lab, but it was someone!  

And it seemed like David wasn’t the only one invigorated by the exchange.

“Whoa…what are you–”

David’s voice trailed off as the naked man pulled himself up and stumbled clumsily toward David. The hardened Adhex around him insulated the vibrations well enough but against his back and bottom, the parts that could still feel the rubber seat beneath, trembled with each of his bungling steps. 

With pleading, defenseless eyes, David looked up at Brandi who was writing something down in her notebook.  The one time that David actually needed one of these girls to help him, Brandi was letting him down.  For whatever reason, this shrunken guy was going to kick David’s ass….or worse.  

“PLEASE, HELP ME!” The naked man crumbled to his knees, staring down with frantic eyes at David.  

“Help you?! Help you with what?”

“They’re obsessed! They’re perverted!” The man shrieked, pointing a trembling finger up at the golden-haired goddess scribbling in her notebook.  “Especially her! She shoved me in her ass for over an hour and she won’t tell me why!

“What the hell am I supposed to do?” David asked, a doom-and-gloom laugh mixed in with the incredulity of his voice.  “I’m freaking glued down here.  Why are they doing this?!”

Where in god’s name was Dr. Bexley and Dr. Walker? Why were they allowing this to happen?!

“I have no idea!   I can’t go back!  I can’t do this again!”

David flinched as the young man leapt over him but his feet never reconnected with the bike seat again.  

“Let me go!  Please!” the young man pleaded, squirming and writhing like a caught fish. And the fisherman…or fisher-woman, smiled down.

“Were you trying to run away AGAIN, -890p?” Brandi was feigning anger, sounding more amused than anything else. The expression upon her glistening, perspiring face was that of excitement and amusement.  David wondered if it was even in her nature to be angry…but even so, that surely didn’t mean that an escape wouldn’t be punished.

“If you try that again, I’m gonna have no choice but to take us off the acclimation rails and do some punishments.”  Brandi pushed several strands of hair, clumped and dark from perspiration, out of her pretty elf-like eyes.  “I saw in your file that you hate feet.  Don’t think I won’t use that to my advantage, silly boy!”

For just a moment, Brandi’s eyes traced over David’s body and his heart leapt into his throat.  He didn’t know whether he should be excited or terrified.  Before he could decide which, Brandi had moved on. She had probably dismissed his miniscule outline atop the seat as a small fleck of dust not even worth the wrist movement to swipe.  

“I’m sorry!  I’m sorry!  Please..please don’t put me anywhere near your feet.”

“Hey!” Brandi giggled.  “I think I should feel insulted by how strongly you just said that!”

David watched precariously from his stationary position atop the bike seat as the culmination of Brandi’s perspiration, previously spread even across her beautiful face, was beginning to concentrate and collect.  And since she was looking down at the poor sap in her fingers, that sweat was concentrating and collecting at the tip of her cute, short nose.  

It was getting too big to support its own weight.  It’s fall from her face was inevitable. Normally this wouldn’t have been a problem, but from David’s perspective, it looked like there was a chance the drop might

–Splegssshhhhh!

Not only did the droplet of Brandi’s sweat land directly on top of David, but due to his woefully diminutive size, he was completely encased within the droplet.  Everything stretched and skewed confusingly due to the light refraction off the curved walls of the droplet.  David felt like the smallest, most pathetic thing in the world right now, trapped in a literal bead of sweat as if he were a sperm in an egg.  The biggest irony of the entire situation, not lost on David as he felt his lungs beginning to burn from lack of oxygen, was that he had avoided Brandi’s ass sweat due to her yoga pants…and now he caught a droplet off her nose.  Life wasn’t fair.

David’s lungs continued to burn and so too did his eyes as he watched Brandi readjust the young man in her fingers.  He looked so big a few moments ago…but now he was nothing in her grasp.  She firmly wedged the young man right back into her immense, jiggling black cheeks…plunging him into the depths of her crack. David’s jaw came unhinged in shock and horror as he watched just how deep the pretty blonde’s fingers could go between her own cheeks.  And still she guided him in deeper until he was completely swallowed by her immense, jiggling booty. 

“Okay, quick minute pedal!” With no further warning and certainly no apology, Brandi slammed back down onto the bike seat. 

David didn’t even realize how unprepared he was for Brandi’s moon-sized ass cheek to crash back down on top of him.  He was grateful to be out of the sweat droplet that had smeared along her hefty cheek…and something else happened, too.

It could have been due to her triple-speed pace which sent some INSANE ripples through her glutes but whatever it was, David was back up at the top of the roller coaster track…in the blink of an eye.

David had been edged so ruthlessly that tears formed in his eyes. This quickly approaching orgasm, forced upon him, was shaping up to be the most monumental, momentous occasion in his entire life.  He opened his mouth to moan and was rewarded with a mouthful of ass flesh clad in warm stretchy lycra.  

And then once again, Brandi lifted her heavy, blazing hot ass up off the seat…up off of David.  David whimpered in weak, pathetic protest as his cock practically caught fire from his frustration.  She was now standing up and pedaling, faster and faster.  And her ass was so close..close enough for him to kiss it.  Close enough that each intense pedal rotation caused the barely noticeable fuzz of her bottoms to tease the swollen, battered head of David’s cock.

“Please!” David wailed in misery, completely restricted and imprisoned, physically by the AdheX, emotionally by his desires, and psychologically by this unaware goddess. David’s cock was still on fire, and even just the slightest touch would cause it to explode.

And then, with a victorious huff of hot air, Brandi completed her workout by plopping back down on the tiny bike seat, obliterating little David with her immense, hot glute.

“Ohhhhh…”

David’s body tensed up and his toes curled.  His quadriceps flexed and his abdominal core tightened. Covered in a thick sheen of Brandi’s perspiration, David experienced the strongest orgasm of his entire life, and his volume (both kinds!) were completely absorbed into the endlessly dense flesh of her fat ass cheek. 

Brandi stood up again after her quick-pedal and began toweling off her face.  David stared up with tears in his eyes, gasping for breath.  His lungs burned and his stomach felt queasy.  His feelings of humiliation and emasculation were held at bay by his unrivaled horniness and arousal but now that Brandi had unknowingly forced an orgasm out of him, there was nothing to protect his fragile mind from his cold, calculated feelings of inadequacy.  And still he couldn’t bring himself to look away at Brandi’s fat ass, jiggling like two bowls of black-licorice jello as she dismounted the bike seat.  He spotted a much more noticeable stain atop her globe of a butt cheek.  It was her trophy.  A trophy she’d probably mistake for a rogue droplet of sweat…but it was actually David’s entire life force pulled from his body.  

With Brandi gone, David stared up at the ceiling from the bicycle seat, catatonic from the trauma of being smooshed, edged, swallowed by the seat, and then forced to cum all by a woman who didn’t even know he was there.  The other 1/32” subject must have also been reflecting because he wasn’t making a peep either.  

“Wow, perfect timing, Katie.” 

David’s ears perked up.  Was that Dr. Bexley!?

The faces of the worst and best parts of RR Labs came into view over top of him.

“Please, no more!” David wailed as Dr. Walker and Dr. Bexley dropped to their knees to get a good look at David.

“Just as I expected,” Dr. Walker said.” The subject under Brandi’s right buttock was pulverized into paste. ”All of it is still here though, thanks to the Adhex.”

David watched Dr. Bexley’s eyes squint. There was hope in her gaze, perhaps exacerbated by her colleague’s grim recounting of the other subject’s fate…and then her beautiful green eyes lit up.  Even though he hated her for putting him through this, the image of her smiling made his heart soar.  “David’s okay!”

“Incredible.” Dr. Walker said, spraying the neutralizing solution on the splattered remains of the other 1/32” subject. She then wiped the side of the seat down with a dripping sanitizing wipe, just like anyone would do after finishing up on some gym equipment…and then she disposed of it in the same carefree way.  

“It’s not too late for the spray, right?” Dr. Bexley asked.

“I sure hope not!” David wailed.  He did NOT want to spend the rest of his life stuck to an exercise bike seat!  Least of all the one that Brandi had claimed as hers!

“No, no.  Plenty of time.  The Adhexial bonding will break down in the next thirty minutes.” David coughed and sputtered as Dr. Walker unceremoniously coated him in several copious sprays of the bond-breaking agent.  The misting tasted strongly of metal and the fumes made him feel lightheaded…but already he could feel the bonds holding him in place weakening ever so slightly.  It was then that the doorway to the fitness center began to open again.

“Shoot..Katie!” Dr. Bexley said. 

“What now?!” David asked, feeling his whole body overrun with a strong itching sensation that he was still too bonded to scratch. 

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