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10. A tiny not attending his friend's halloween party gets punished and is told to wear a ghost costume at a gym, he arrived unannounced, he gets mistaken as a rag and gets used by all the people at the place. Being trampled, wiped, and rubbed at their feet, armpits, butts.. Etc (@LeeSanc70637610)

You groaned. To think you were being punished so severely for missing someone's party. Not only was it not your fault, but the fact that you had to dress up in some stupid oversized ghost costume and embarrass yourself in public really pissed you off. You took solace in the fact that your tiny size made it so that less people even notice you. Though it was odd. You were supposed to meet your friend outside of the gym to face your punishment, but ironically they weren't there. Thinking they were waiting for you inside, you squeezed through the tiny gap in the doorway. Oddly enough you still didn't see them so you went even further in. All you could see were girls working out and talking, no sign of your friend. Just when you were thinking of getting a staff member's attention, a lady pushing a small cart of white towels stopped near you.

Originally you thought it was pretty lucky. You waved your cloth covered arms at her and saw as she reached down for you. What you didn't expect was being thrown into the cart of towels as soon as the lady grabbed hold of you. Confused as to why she did such a thing, you realized your ghost costume may have looked like some tiny towel or something. You scrambled amidst the pile of fresh towels to get the costume off, but before you could get it off, another hand had reached for you. It wasn't the lady pushing the cart but instead one of the gym's regulars. A fairly tall woman wearing a tank top and yoga pants. She had accidentally grabbed you alongside a normal-sized towel. You tried to call out to her but were greeted to a terrifying view of her sweat soaked feet.

Rubbing the towel against her socks, your miniscule costume was almost instantly drenched in sweat and you were almost suffocating from the intense odor. Just when you thought it was over, the woman removed her socks so she could wipe the sweat off her bare feet next. Rubbed thoroughly against her sweaty soles, the unthinkable happened. You had come loose from the towel and you and your sweat drenched costume were plastered against her sole. Thinking this was a blessing, you spit the disgusting foot sweat out of your mouth and tried once more to call out to her. However, her only response was a remark about how cute the tiny towel was. Looking closely, the woman had headphones on so she physically could not hear your tiny voice.

Upon noticing the "tiny towel" that was you in your tacky bedsheet ghost costume, she immediately started using you to soak up the sweat in between her toes. Pushing you directly into each toe gap you were assaulted by an even more intense odor and even more disgusting sweat. When she was done wiping you against her sweaty toes multiple times and using your tiny costume wearing body to quickly wipe down the insides of her extremely worn gym shoes, she wiped the rest of herself down with the normal towel and left you on the bench. Your once pure white costume was horribly stained with sweat and things were far from over. Stunned and grossed out from the trauma of what happened, you spent a couple seconds staring at the ceiling. Once it all set in, you immediately attempted to toss the costume, but as luck would have it, the universe wanted you to keep it on. As soon as you tried to throw the sweat stained bedsheet off, a shadow fell onto you followed by the seemingly all-encompassing butt of another female gym member. Paralyzed with fear you could only watch as the woman’s toned butt clothed in a tight pair of spandex shorts. Dropping onto you like a meteor, you found yourself sandwiched between her cheeks. Although you initially thought it was a blessing that you weren’t squished flat, as the smell of her sweat and “other odors” assaulted your senses, you realized it was more of a curse. Realizing you still had some wiggle room, you tried to struggle out from under the woman’s ass. Sadly, this endeavor bore no fruit. Your squirming had only caused discomfort to the colossal woman which lead to her readjusting in her seat, unintentionally pushing you closer against her hole.

A foreboding grumbling in the woman’s stomach, shook you to your very core but before you took to full force of someone’s fart, she got up and walked away after resting for a bit. Saved by the skin of your teeth, you just basked in the mix of ass and footsweat. Filled with rage, you screamed your frustration and tried your hardest to rip the costume to pieces. The fabric, however, was too strong so you just frustratedly tugged at cloth to no avail. In the midst of your tantrum, you felt your tiny body get picked up once again and soon enough you found yourself in an oddly familiar place. You were back inside the cart of fresh towels, being wheeled around the gym. Learning from your mistakes, you wasted no time throwing the stupid ghost costume off your body and crawling towards the edge of the towel cart. As you scrambled up the wall of the cart. The plastic wall of the cart was too slick to grab hold of and after a minute of failing to scramble up it, your struggles were cut short as a gym goer reached into the cart. Even without the ghost costume, you were still tiny enough to go unnoticed as the the woman who grabbed the towel you were standing on was preoccupied with her phone. Absent-mindedly bringing the towel closer to wipe off some of her sweat, you were personally delivered straight onto her armpit along with the towel. Up and down, up and down, you were swiped along the sweaty armpit multiple times. While the odor was comparable to your other two experiences, the sweat was on a different level. Like a waterfall of sweat your body was not only immediately drenched, but a lot of the salty disgusting liquid found its way inside your mouth and other orifices. While you had no idea what your original punishment may have been, you felt as if this more than sufficient enough to compensate for every wrong-doing you’ve ever made or will make in your life.

Suffering from all the sweat and odor, you felt relief when you finally saw the towel pull away from her armpit. Or rather, you felt relief momentarily before you realized that you were seeing the towel pull away from you. Through some stroke of horrible luck, your tiny body had actually stuck to the woman’s armpit. Struggling to pull away from the sticky sweat, you watched helplessly as she put down her arm, unintentionally sealing you in a tomb of armpit odor. You struggled, yelled, and even licked to try and get her to feel you, but it would take over ten minutes for the woman to investigate the strange feeling under her armpit. When she finally did find you, her reaction wasn’t that of a typical person. As soon as she saw that she had a tiny person stuck under her armpit, you could see she was trying to stifle a laugh. You almost couldn’t believe it. Shattering your expectations even more, the girl brought out her phone and took a selfie that prominently displayed you stuck to her armpit. After chuckling once more, she quickly used your body like a tiny sponge to wipe both of her pits and then tossed you away towards the entrance of the gym. Exhausted from all the tortuos activity you crawled through the opening of the gym and took a sigh of relief when you had finally escaped. By the entrance you saw your friend waiting for you. After spotting you and asking what happened, it was clear to them that whatever happened was probably way harsher of a punishment than whatever they had in mind…