"Like, Hi there! I'm Veronika! I'm the like, head coach here at Better Body Fitness! I'm like, sooo glad you chose us to be your gym! Like, there's a lot of stuff we could get started with and I'm like, so excited to see where your fitness journey takes you. So ummm, like!! Thanks for signing up for Better Body and lets get sweating shall we?" Veronika spoke with an unbearable, obnoxious thick valley girl accent, lots of 'likes' and 'um's' it seemed as though it was difficult for her to even make it through a single sentence. She wore her platinum blonde hair parted to the side, and wore a two piece workout outfit, A light pink sports bra, with a hot pink logo of Better Body Fitness over her right breasts and hot pink arrows down the side, as well as light pink yoga pants with that same hot pink arrow pattern running down her legs. To top it off she wore all white Air Jordans and a hot pink Better Body Fitness baseball cap. Her fake tits strained against the fabric of her bra, her silicone boobs being one of the many things the competition judges pressured her to get. Her skin was orange, and I mean orange, she had a trashy spray tan to match her bleached blonde hair and vacant eyes, it was perfect really, She really was a walking stereotype, she chewed gum as the two of you walked around the gym and she showed you around the place, the smacking of her gum against the roof of her mouth obnoxious and annoying, but she didn't care. She looked to probably have had a nose job too, definitely some botox and lip filler, With each step Veronika took, she couldn't help but do this sorta sway with her hips, flailing her squat earned big bubble butt to the side, causing it to jiggle with each step, instead of realizing the perv right behind her was clearly checking her out however, her brainless mind would ponder 'round the room.
For weeks I’ve been stalking Veronika everywhere she goes. It’s been shockingly easy, as the dumb bimbo is so oblivious to everything around her. I know where she lives, what car she drives, her clothing sizes, how long she showers, and even where she works. All without her knowing a thing. Which is where I am now, pretending to be a new customer at Better Body Fitness so I can finally make my move and ruin her. I’m in decent shape, athletic but without the muscle definition, average height, brown hair, and a stubble beard. Being so close to her now and thinking about how I plan to turn her world upside down gets my blood pumping. I smile and nod at her suggestion. “yeah, let’s get started. What’s your favorite workout to do here?”
"Like, ummm... Well I think the like... Stair Master is like, one of my favorites, you can burn so many calories on that thing and get a like perfect booty workout too. But for beginners maybe we could start with some light weights to build up your muscles before getting into anything crazy intense." *She gave Jack Taylor a bright white smile as they continued walking around the gym, showing him around, her fake boobs jiggling from side to side with each movement of her chest. She didn't notice the guy checking her out, if she had noticed it wouldn't have mattered anyways, she was far too busy with herself. The fact that he seemed nice and interested in what she had to say only made her brighter and friendlier, oblivious as ever. Her gum smacking intensified as they talked about fitness, making her cheeks appear even more full, and even more distracting for the guy following them around the gym
I can’t help but feel my cock twitch as I listen to how unbelievably stupid she sounds when she talks. She’s the perfect candidate for my next target. She will be unrecognizable when I am finished unraveling her life. “How about you show me how the Stair Master works? It sounds interesting…”
"Oh sure thing, let's go give it a whirl!" she said excitedly, leading him over to the Stair Master. Her hips swaying even more as she walked, showing off her ass and fake tits. She climbed onto the machine and sat down, pushing her legs into the pedals with ease. "So like, you just do this back and forth and it'll adjust to your speed, but it gets harder as you go faster." She demonstrated by increasing the resistance and beginning to pump her legs up and down quickly. Her cheeks hollowed and then filled out again with each exhale, making her lips look plumper than ever. "Just make sure not to overdo it at first, you want to build your strength slowly."
Her breaths were coming in ragged gasps as she talked, her chest rising and falling erratically beneath the hot pink logo of Better Body Fitness. Despite being totally unaware that Jack Taylor was even ogling her
“You’re good at that.” I said with a smile as I thought of what to do next with her. I didn’t want to workout, but if I could get her tired out it would make it easier to manipulate her. “but is that the fastest you can go? I mean, I’m sure you can outpace just about everyone here on that thing.”
"Oh gosh haha no way!" She laughed before trying to go even faster. Her cheeks flapped and quivered with each breath now, making her lips even more enticing. "I can't believe I just said that! I think I'm starting to feel a little lightheaded..." She took the pedals off of the Stair Master, panting heavily as she did so. "Wow, okay let me just catch my breath here... I shouldn't have pushed myself so hard." Her cleavage heaved beneath her tight sports bra as she leaned forward, gripping the handlebars for support.
Her face was flushed and she licked her lips, unaware of how erotic it made her look. "Well, shall we try something else now?" she asked breathily, glancing over at Jack Taylor with a smile that revealed teeth stained from chewing gum.
“How about the rowing machine? Can you show me that? I might take a kayaking trip soon, so maybe it will help?” I lied with a convincing smile. I could barely hide my erection at this point, watching her wet her plump lips and thinking of how I couldn’t wait to ravage and destroy her perfect fake body, undoing all her years of hard work and expensive procedures.
"Oh like sure thing!" she practically squealed, obviously oblivious to the effect she was having on Jack. She led him over to the rowing machine and climbed onto it, legs already knowing what to do. "You just slide this back and forth," she demonstrated as she bent forward slightly and began to pull the handle toward her chest with smooth fluid motions. Her ass jiggled enticingly with each stroke, the cheeks of her tight yoga pants bunching up and revealing a hint of what lay beneath. "And then push back in the opposite direction," she added as she straightened her legs, pushing the handle away from her body with equal ease.
Her hair fell forward over her face, hiding her vacant expression from view as she focused on the rhythm of her movements. She seemed completely unaware that Jack Taylor was practically drooling over every inch of her toned body, his gaze lingering especially long on her chest and ass with each movement.
every time she tried to get me on the rowing machine I would easily redirect the conversation and she would just keep going. I watched her use the rowing machine for almost 45 minutes straight before she was finally too exhausted to keep going. I knew now that with her body weak and fatigued I could begin my real plan. “you look exhausted. That was one hell of a workout. Maybe we should call it quits for the day and get something to eat? What’s your favorite post workout meal? No wait, what’s your favorite guilty pleasure meal?”
"Oh like, I dunno, gosh..." She paused, thinking for a moment before shrugging her shoulders innocently. "I guess I just really like umm... Taco Bell? Like their Double Decker Tacos and Crunchy Tacos with extra hot sauce are like, to die for." Her expression lit up at the thought of junk food. "And maybe like a chocolate shake or something for dessert?" She blushed slightly, looking down at her feet before glancing back up at you with big innocent eyes. "Sorry, I umm... should probably eat healthier but like..." She trailed off, unable to finish the thought.
Her stomach growled audibly at the mention of food and she let out a small giggle that made her cleavage jiggle beneath her tight sports bra. The fact that you were paying so much attention to her and seemed interested in what she liked only made her more eager to impress you, completely una
“Perfect. I’m starving, let’s go.” I said with a sly grin as I took her hand and lead her out of the gym, completely skipping the showers and locker room and not giving her any choice but to walk with me. We approached my average and nondescript SUV. Under the guise of helpfulness I got her into the front passenger seat and buckled her up like she was a child, although her body was anything but childish as I watched the seat belt split her massive breasts. I quickly got into the driver seat and started driving, my hand casually resting on her thigh and gently caressing her inner thigh as I spoke. “You know, life’s too short to worry about what you eat. Just eat whatever makes you feel good.”
"Oh like totally! I know right? Life's too short not to enjoy things once in a while." Her voice seemed to get higher and squeakier as you continued caressing her thigh, making her squirm uncomfortably yet unable to tell you to stop. "Like, why shouldn't I just like... treat myself once in a while? Like it doesn't mean anything bad!" She gripped the armrest tightly and licked her lips again, her mind racing with thoughts of food and how good your touch felt on her skin.
“Exactly.” I agreed as I inched my hand further up her thigh. “Doing things that feel good and eating things that taste good are what life is all about, right?” I couldn’t believe how easy it was to manipulate this dumb airhead into thinking what I wanted her to think. She had no idea how her life was about to change. Once we got to Taco Bell I ordered our food using the drive though and kept driving, my hand never leaving her thighs, just centimeters away from touching her clit through her tight yoga pants. “Go ahead and eat. No point in denying ourselves the good things, right?”
"Yess!" Veronika exclaimed as she pulled her car taco out of the bag and took a bite, her cheeks hollowing and then filling out again with each taste of the beef and seasoned shell. "Oh god this is sooo good..." Her voice trailed off as she continued to eat, completely ignoring the way Jack's hand slid even further up her thigh now, moving dangerously close to her most private area. She just focused on shoving food into her mouth and moaning with pleasure at every bite.
Her innocent airhead demeanor made it easy for Jack Taylor to manipulate her into thinking whatever he wanted, and right now that meant convincing her that giving in to temptation was the best thing she could do. She didn't even realize how deeply his touch affected her until she felt herself growing wet between her legs from just the simple brush of his fingertips against her skin.
Despite my laid back demeanor, I was intently aware of everything Veronika was doing, and everything I did to her was a calculated act. The first time her food caused her to moan was the first time I let my fingers rub her wet pussy through her yoga pants, and every time the food made her moan after that the same thing happened. I could feel her arousal each time, which only got my cock harder.
"Like, oh God this is sooo good! I can't believe I've been working out so much and like starving myself!" she moaned, taking another huge bite of her taco. Her face was flushed and she could feel herself getting wetter with every touch from Jack Taylor's hand on her thigh. She didn't understand why it felt so good to have him touching her that way, but it did. And as long as he kept doing it, she didn't really mind where his hand was.
Her cheeks hollowed and then filled out again as she swallowed the food in her mouth, her tongue darting out to lick her lips subconsciously, making her look even more alluring to Jack. The tips of her nipples hardened against the fabric of her sports bra, pressing into the soft flesh of her breasts, and with every breath she took it was becoming harder and harder for her to focus on anything besides how good the food tasted