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Gym time

by jasmine_muzee

Chapter 1

You know, I owe it all to my wonderful, loving wife. I could never figure out what I was doing wrong, nor why I couldn't get any results at the gym. Seems all I needed was a little push in the right direction. You see, she's a hypnotherapist. After hearing me gripe and complain about my beer gut for so long, she came to me with a motivational mix tape she made just to help me. Sure, it wasn't a quick fix, but little by little the results were becoming evident. My abdomen is very slim and tight. I have a perfectly heart shaped ass you could bounce a quarter off of. Hell, my pecs grew so muscular that I have to wear a special support muscle shirt to keep them tight to my body and prevent them from bouncing around like crazy. The best part, our love life has a renewed spark that I never even dreamed as possible. The way she takes me with her strap-on makes me feel manlier than anything else in the world. I'm so lucky to have such a caring person in my life. Well, enough dallying, I need to get dressed for my workout. Nothing says I mean business than my bright pink and pale purple jogging spandex and my lacy pink support muscle shirt. That mixed with how my hair sits in a high ponytail on top of my head, I know I'm the epitome of an Adonis. I'm just glad that those motivational tapes worked. I can't wait to go out tonight wearing my new one piece black knee length shirt with the raised heel loafers she bought me. The lacy athletic underwear and the thigh length sheer socks will look absolutely devine with my toe nail accents showing through. Oh well, time to go out for my morning run. Toodles!


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