Mira looked around the gym, trying to think of a good challenge for you. She crossed her arms and put one hand under her chin, thinking hard. This pushed her breasts together, so that they squashed over you, covering up to your chin. You couldn’t speak as all the air was pushed out of your lungs. After a few minutes, Mira spotted a raven haired girl standing on a treadmill and looking frustrated, so she said, “Alright. I think I see someone having trouble with a machine, so here’s the bet: if you can help them and get them to tell me you did a good job, you win.” Mira looked down at you, wondering why you weren’t responding, and saw just your head sticking out from between her round boobs. “Oh, oops! Sorry.” She dropped her arms, and you gasped for breath, before responding, “Baby, you leave me breathless.” in your best corny suave voice. Mira rolled her eyes and grinned, trying to hide a laugh, “Oh shut up.”
Mira walked towards the girl on the treadmill, and as she got closer you were able to see what the problem was. Her breasts were absolutely enormous, and the treadmill control panel was right at chest level. For some reason, she was also walking very close to the control panel, and as she walked her breasts bounced on the buttons. Mira approached her and said, “Hi there! My name’s Mira, and I’m an instructor at the gym. Do you need any help?” the girl said, “Yeah, this stupid thing keeps upping the speed even when I’m not pressing any buttons.” You got a good look at what she was wearing; short shorts, and a tight pink tank top that ended right at her sternum beneath her huge breasts. Her thin waist and toned legs were totally bare.
Mira saw the problem, and said, “Uhm, miss, I think your breasts are bumping into the dials and turning the speed up as you walk.” The girl looked down at her breasts, the bottoms of her breasts touching the control panel, and whined, “Oh yeah, huh. Well, can’t you adjust the dashboard or something?” Mira sighed, “No…” and then she got a great idea. “But what I can do is give you something to keep your breasts above the board!” You knew what she was going to say, and went white in the face. You couldn’t even lift Mira’s boobs, there was no way you would be able to hold up a girl’s tits that covered most of the dashboard.
Mira plucked you from her cleavage, and set you down in front of the girl’s breasts on the slightly-tilted plastic control panel. The girl leaned forward slightly to look at you, letting her round tits land right in front of you. You looked up at Mira helplessly, but she gave you a wink and said, “I’ll be back later!” and walked off. You looked up at the black haired girl who was eyeing you curiously. She had dark eyes and a full set of lips, which were slowing forming a grin.
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