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My knees and plantar fasciitis were acting up something fierce today, so I had to switch things up. "No standing workout for me," I muttered to myself, grabbing my water bottle. "I'm just going to have to take it easy and do a chair workout today." I had no idea my tiny man toy was hiding nearby, listening to every word. I sat down hard on my workout chair, ready to get started. The full 200 pounds of my MILF body settled in, and I immediately began my exercises. I reached for my water, chugging it between sets, which, of course, made me incredibly gassy. I let out a series of deep, rumbling burps, filling the air around me with the stinky, warm air from my gut. "Ugh, excuse me," I groaned, not realizing the foul air was blowing right down onto the chair where my tiny toy was secretly trapped. As I continued my workout, shifting and pressing my weight down, I started to feel a strange itching sensation right near my ass. I wriggled around, trying to scratch it against the chair, but it wouldn't go away. It was more of a pinching feeling, really. I just figured my leggings were riding up and ignored it, finishing my set with a final, powerful press and another loud, smelly burp. Finally, my workout was done. I stood up, stretched, and glanced down at the chair. That's when I saw him. My tiny man toy, flattened on the seat, looking dazed. And right where I'd been feeling that "itch"? A tiny, frantic little arm was still reaching up. He'd been pinching me the whole time, trying to get me to move! "You little asshole!" I snarled, my voice dripping with fury. "Did you really think you could hide under my ass without my permission?" I snatched him up, his tiny body trembling in my grip. "You don't get to feel my weight, you don't get to be smooshed by me, unless I say so!" I held him over the floor. "You want to be on the ground? Fine!" I threw him. "Stay there until you learn your place." I walked away, leaving him there to think about his disobedience.