This choice: Donna is staying far longer than two weeks. • Go Back...Chapter #12A Partner in Fitness and Sex by: getbig   "Got a job in town." Donna answers. "Grandma needs an extra hand around here. The price is right."
"The best sex of your life lives on the other side the duplex. " Jason teases.
Donna blushes deep scarlet, and the tease is more accurate than Jason thought.
"This 19 year-old neighbor keeps dropping by."
"Right."
"I have personal trainer clients here for a side-job."
"Of course."
Donna huffs, then relents. "You were a non-zero factor in the decision."
She traces a line down his torso with her index finger.
"Do you actually need the kayak paddle?" Jason asks.
Donna huffs a chuckle. "Yes, actually. Mine snapped right in half when the spare tire fell on it. I'll show you the shattered remains later to prove my truthfulness."
"I'm happy you're here." Jason replies in-lieu of a retort. "This will be even better than last year."
"I got quite the upgrade recently." She hefts a heavy G-cup breast, bra-less under the oversized t-shirt. The two have the house to themselves tonight, her grandmother away at the casino for a few nights with some high school friends. Celebrating their continued ability to cheat death and play penny slots. "Anything different with you?"
He bites his tongue from telling the full truth, that a magical app on his phone can change reality itself. Sticks to a more reasonable answer.
"Straight As in school, a cock that's one in a million, and thin as a rail."
"Two of those sound like a rousing success. The third..." She wraps a hand around his forearm, and her fingers touch on the other side. "Do you like being this thin?"
"No." Jason grimaces. "Just never known how to put weight on."
"Well, you are fucking a personal trainer right now," Donna says. "If you wanted, say, free training sessions. That could be arranged. What's your goal look? Swimmer? Gymnast? Rugby player?"
"Bodybuilder." The answer comes immediately.
"I can work with that." Donna's words are free of even a single hint of judgment. "We can make that happen. A man after my own heart."
"What about you? What's your goal?" Jason asks.
Donna ponders the question. "I wanted to be a bodybuilder. But to pack on real muscle at my height would take steroids. And the side effects of those can get alarming fast. So I do what I can, and stay natural. Worked so far."
"Worked incredibly so far." Jason is quick to praise her.
"Thanks, cutie." She curls closer into his side. "We can start tomorrow morning, if you're eager."
"Tomorrow morning." Jason agrees.
"Eight am."
"Eight... am." Jason replies.
"I have a client at nine!" Donna chides. "Have to fit you in around the paying customers."
"You fit me in just fine an hour ago."
"Go home, Jason."
He loves the way she says his name. A concerning amount, for two people who are 'just fuckbuddies'.
~
That night, safely back in his room after an event-free late dinner with his mother, Jason opens the app again. There must be something to help at the gym tomorrow. With how great the last day has been, all it would take is a nudge in the right direction. No more huge rewrites of reality. Just... gentle pushes in the right direction.
He finds exactly what he needs under the tab Aptitude. One option jumps out immediately, Physical Training. He taps the information icon, and a reference list presents itself.
Physical Training Numerical Reference:
0-20: Muscular atrophy. Effectively impossible to see effective results.
21-40: Underdeveloped. Naturally ungifted at physical activity.
41-80: Natural human range. 50 represents the most average human aptitude at this stat.
81-100: Results comparable to genetically gifted athletes using performance enhancing drugs.
100+: Superhuman results. Continuous growth while exercising. High probability of health consequences.
His current score is a disappointing 24, which explains why high school gym class never bore results. Flipping over to Donna's tab, her score is a much more respectable 64. Above average, but far from superhuman.
Jason flips to his own tab, then back to Donna's. She wanted to be a bodybuilder too. He could make that happen. Boost his own score, and hers too as an added gift.
Or boost them to the same number. That thought was appealing. Working out and packing on muscle, knowing Donna would be doing so right alongside him.
But how high to push their stats?   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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