Amethyst’s Spring Mini Stories 2025

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Working Out with a Tiny

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Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

Commissioned by anonymous

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The lion girl’s tail flicked as she sat on the leg press machine, though she was pausing between reps, her feet in good-quality gym shoes with a sturdy, flat sole. The sales attendant at the Wolfenhammer fitness store had tried to sell her some “running shoes”, but they had had a strange, curved sole that was supposed to help “roll” her foot while she was running. Sure, she could see that being useful for actual running, but the lioness girl had found it weird that the salesperson had not known those were useless for weightlifting.

And that was exactly what the giantess aimed to do that day, enjoying the familiar feel of camaraderie as she and a few of the others in the human’s group all worked out together. The gym was expansive – that much she had already seen from the tiny’s drone-camera updates to Feiluna – but even she was glad to have as much space in there as she did.

“Oof.”

She planted her feet back up on the incline leg press, wiggling them lightly as she pointed them out at a faint angle and pressed her weight down into her heels. Similar to how she would when she was doing squats, she focused on her little toe, not leaving it out, and finding her position improved, bracing to unload the weight.

When she pushed up, she turned the handles out to remove the safety catches from the leg press, allowing her to bend her legs and bring the weight down towards her chest. The lion girl let out a grunt, blood pumping as she worked her body and her quads burned, aching down into her glutes as she got right to the bottom of the movement. When her legs quivered and she could bend her knees no more, she pushed up again to extend them without locking out her legs, though that was only one rep. For Lena, there were another nine to go – or more, if the weight proved too easy for her.

The lion girl appreciated that the gym came with modifications for giantesses of different sizes, which was important as it seemed several members of the group enjoyed working out in there. It was no secret the minotauress, Mina, was the one who made the most use of the gym, but others such as Alythess, Isabella and Cerberus too seemed to enjoy it. Raphaela seemed to enjoy the pool somewhat more, though Lena was still getting a feel for how the group members fit into life in the mansion. It was strange getting to see it all up close and personal, living there herself.

However, as she finished her set and pushed all the way up, setting the safety catches on the leg press once more, the lion girl stood with a groan. Her legs didn’t want to work, but that told the ninety-foot-tall giantess that she was having a good workout at the very least. She had to feel that shakiness to build more muscle and stressing her body in that manner was needed to break down muscle fibre and grow stronger. Even when it came to maintenance, she had a strict routine to follow, always challenging herself.

But Mina was more intriguing to watch still, even as she tried to take the weights off the leg press, ready to finish up and move on to a rack where she could do lunges to really challenge her legs that day. She paused, tail flicking, unable to stop herself from enjoying the view, despite drooling a little.

Mina was bench pressing – which would have been lustful enough for the lion girl, the minotauress giantess only a little shorter than she was. She lay back on the bench in a half-rack with the safety pins in place, muscles bulging as she brought a fully loaded barbell down towards her arched chest and pushed it back up against. Her frame was lined with the right kind of tension, but the minotaur girl, strangely, had her mouth open, which shouldn’t have been typical for an exercise like that.

Lena peered more closely, lips twitching. She had to get a little closer, for her to see what was going on, but the minotauress did not pause as she moved through seamless rep after rep.

For there was a tiny, human body dangling from the gleaming barbell, motivating her to keep going. Lena doubted the minotaur girl would have done so many reps otherwise, for there was a colossal amount of weight on the bar that even she didn’t think she could ever dream of lifting for herself. She didn’t have to do that much, but it wasn’t the point for Mina, not in any way.

As Mina lowered the bar, the blonde human dipped between her open lips and down her throat. The sweep of the bar meant she slipped all the way down into her stomach, slipping down the minotauress’ throat in a different way than usual. The string remained connected to the barbell and the only glimpse Lena got of the blonde human was when she came up into the minotauress’ mouth, Mina groaning as she got to taste their naked friend on her tongue.

“Mmmm…”

Mina groaned and locked out her arms at the highest point of the motion, though Lena was sure that wasn’t something she would have done to rest between reps. Though the lioness girl could fully understand why the minotauress was reluctant to re-rack the weight, as that may well have fully pulled the blonde tiny from her mouth.

But that could have been alluring too… Lena mused over the thought, imagining it was herself on the bench, looking up at the human dangling above her parted lips. Would she even be able to complete a rep the moment the human brushed over her tongue? Or would she gulp her down, helping the human slide all the way down into the warm pit of her belly?

She’d rather keep her there while she was working out, using the bump of the human in her stomach as motivation to work out even harder, for the reward of sucking on the tiny back up in her mouth afterwards. But Lena wasn’t the one playing with the tiny, dangling from the golden rope, as Mina sucked on her for a moment, her arms quivering faintly. A subtle groan rose from between the minotaur girl’s lips as she played with their favourite little friend and Lena resisted the urge to come in even closer, though it was already obvious she was watching.

It was not such a bad thing to watch, after all, not as the minotaur girl slowly, moving with agonising precision, lowered the bar again. Her back arched up from the bench with the accuracy of a seasoned weightlifter, bearing her shoulder blades down for stability. That made the distance she had to lower the bar somewhat shorter than before as she lightly re-set her position, so the tiny would not lift high enough to even peek out of her mouth.

Lena shivered, watching as the minotaur girl worked through rep after rep, the slow, calculated movements hypnotising as she kept her elbows tucked in. How she had such excellent form through such temptation was beyond her – yet Lena didn’t know how she could ever actually swallow the tiny either. The desire was in her, spoken in the flow of saliva lightly filling the space around her teeth, forcing her to swallow simply to clear her mouth. Her stomach rumbled faintly, yet the lion girl was not hungry for the kind of food that would typically satisfy that hunger.

There were giantesses, of course, who ate tinies as a food source, but Lena hadn’t really come across that while she’d been busy with life and training. It required one going into certain establishments, or even a fine restaurant, as tinies simply were not common where she came from: they were brought there by giantesses, where they existed at all. Of course, there had been some from the academy who’d gone out for meals and drinks together and invited her along with the clear explanation that they were going to be devouring tinies as a treat, but Lena had been too busy.

Her protectiveness of the blonde human had her twitching forward at that thought, her role as a bodyguard set in her. And yet Lena had to hold in mind too that the human was not as breakable as had first appeared, though she had never heard of another tiny, in all honesty, being that resilient. The members of her party, like Mina, were to be trusted – at least, Lena was sure that was such.

And if the minotauress was not to be trusted, like that hungry little draenei who so obviously watched the tiny with predatory, intense eyes, would Lena really have stopped her? She could get the human out afterwards, if needed, letting her relish in the moment, pressing her thighs together as a seductive heat built between them. Yet that was not an urge the giantess was willing to give into that day, not when she was merely playing the part of the voyeur.

Mina shot a look at the lion girl from the corner of her eye and would have had a smirk for her too, if not for the golden rope trailing from between her lips. She’d noticed her watching for some time, but she had not had the presence of mind, or the care, to pause in what she was doing with the little, blonde human. Her tongue curled, sweeping over the tiny as she slipped back down to the welcoming draw of her throat, going down and down and down, right into her stomach as Mina lowered the barbell.

The rough knurling offered Mina a good grip, but she’d never dropped a barbell in her life and she wasn’t about to start them. Her legs spread, hooves steadying herself with her knees apart, though she quivered as the bar lifted again and she got to feel the seductive pull of the tiny moving back up her throat, into her mouth. Never before that particular tiny had she ever considered retrieving a swallowed playmate, whether she was enjoying their company or simply eating them. Then again, no one had ever reached out to her in the cow girl meadow like she had or captivated her with their taste like her either.

It was worth it, however, for all the fun she got, the tiny back in her mouth as she moaned and slurped around her. Dimly, Mina was aware of her arms aching and she raised her head from the bench a little more, keeping the human in her mouth as she re-racked the weight. With a needy grunt in the back of her throat, she pursed her lips around the tiny and sucked on her, saliva swilling around her mouth. It would have painted her human in such a slick coat that it would have been so very easy for her to swallow her again, watching the golden rope flowing sensually down between her lips.

And yet…she resisted. Rolling the tiny around her mouth, she pressed the human up on the soft curve of her tongue, revelling in the sweetness that made her hunger all the more for a belly full of a certain human. Her tongue scooped up against the feel of the human’s body, from her shins to her thighs and over her abdomen, teasing over her midsection and breasts.

Yes… She would spend a lot more time with her favourite tiny soon, but it seemed she was becoming a distraction to her workout.

Sitting up, she twisted the rope around her finger and casually snapped it, no longer giving the human the safety of it. Her eyes met Lena’s and, opening her mouth to show her the human laying back on her tongue, head tipped back to peer out upside-down.

“Want to join me, Lena?” She mumbled, though she tried to talk as clearly as possible around the tiny. “I think my gym session is done – for now!”

The lion girl mused, tail flicking, but the smile spreading across her lips was the only answer she could give the minotauress.