Sandra wasn't the most fit girl around. She was over 200 pounds, 5'4, and had trouble getting around sometimes.
She wasn't the type to buy into all of those 'love your body' messages that fast food companies made to keep people dumb. But she never really figured out how to get in shape either.
She worked from home and tried to stay away from people, electing to get delivery most days. She wore XXXL sweatpants and huge hoodies. Sometimes she looked like a man hidden until all that material. Her voice didn't help, sounding deep and full of bravado. She didn't even want to risk makeup. Or dealing with her tangled long dirty blonde hair.
In the sake of balance, she was brilliantly smart. She had convinced her boss to let her work from home ages ago and made quick work of anything that came her way. She was fully cunning but didn't have the body to back it up. She didn't have a boyfriend, but she had a crush on her apartment neighbor across the hall. Niall was a sweet guy, he was a teacher which Sandra just adored. But he was fit. Heading to the gym most days to keep in shape and look for much more suitable women for a capable guy. She couldn't keep up.
A few days later, she was planning on staying home and lie around all day. But first she'd check the mail. Sandra walked down the steps till she reached the lobby. She turned her key and found nothing interesting. Some junk mail, a coupon for a new restaurant, and a flyer for the gym down the street.
"Hey, that's the gym I go to," Niall chimed from nearby.
Sandra blanched. Was Niall talking to her?
"Do you go there?" he asked.
Sandra gathered her nerve.
"I've been thinking about it. I'm not much for routine."
"You're Sandra, right? I think we're neighbors. Oh well, I won't press. But I will say they have a great training program. It really shapes your mindset. It worked for me."
"Really?" she asked.
"Yeah, would you believe it? I used to be really out of shape. Tried a bunch of great places, but none of them stuck. Then I started there and everything changed. It was a hard process, but with their range of machines and mix of good lessons and trainers, I got to be really happy."
"Well, maybe I'll give it a try."
"I hope so. I'll see you there, Sandra. Oh and before I forget, new members get a specialty free smoothie on their first visit. It's the best," he said before walking out the front door of their building.
A free smoothie huh? She hated going out and being seen. But if it worked, it worked. Tomorrow, she would try and become a new person.
Sandra spent the morning wallowing in bed. She lied under her covers and waited, hoping the day to pass her by. She got hungry fast enough. In her kitchen, she had cereal, pancakes, bacon, eggs, plenty of foods that usually made her happy. But she was having cravings. For some reason, she really wanted a smoothie.
She never had fresh fruit or a smoothie maker. But that gym had free smoothies for new members. But it was so far. Maybe she could bear it. Go in, get her smoothie, and get out. She didn't even have to uphold her membership. She decided it could be worth it.
She threw on a pair of thick sweatpants and an old t-shirt as well as a hoodie before trotting outside and down the street. On the walk, she put her hair up.
She arrived at Uplift in fifteen minutes. It really wasn't that far. When she entered, she was barraged by the amount of fit people there. Men and women in tight athletic clothes that hugged their every curves and muscles. She approached the front desk to find a cute young woman with a name tag that read Mandy. She had long wavy black hair and a slim face. She was adorned with makeup that highlighted her cheekbones and lips. But what was noticeable were her pert breasts shoved into a yellow workout top. For such a slim figure, she was stacked.
"Hi, my name is Mandy, how can I help you, sir? Oh, I'm sorry, miss."
"Hi, I'm here for the membership," Sandra said nervously.
"Amazing! I'll just need some information to get you started. And we'll need a card on file. You won't be charged for your first week, so if you don't feel a match with us here at Uplift, you don't have to keep paying. And of course, new members get a free smoothie! You'll love them."
Sandra gave her all of her information including, embarrassingly, her weight and measurements. But Mandy was nice about it. And very chipper. This couldn't be too bad.
"Now where do I go to get my smoothie?"
"Just to the left," Mandy gestured. Off to the left of the entrance was a booth. The sign overtop said Celestia's Wares and Whatsits: Smoothie Bar! As Sandra approached, she met the line filled with attractive fitness nuts. The line quickly dwindled. She got to the front and was staring face to face with a beautiful woman, not as fit as everyone else, with fiery red hair and intense gold eyes.
"Are you new here?"
Wasn't it obvious? Maybe this woman was being polite.
"Yes, I'm new. I'm here for the free smoothie."
"Of course you are. I love new customers. And once you try one of my smoothies, you won't be able to resist. Let's see."
She got to work in the back combining ingredients. The blender whirred and in moments, the woman, probably Celestia, returned with a clear cup that held a fascinating pink smoothie.
"What's in it?"
"Trade secret. Can't have it getting out. But it's fruity, and yummy, and I bet you'll love it, Sandy," Celestia said confidently.
Sandy? That was a cute nickname. Did she say her name? Probably, huh.
Sandra reached out her hand and took the smoothie. Her hand tingled when she grabbed it.
"Thank you."
"Now, that's a strong one. So drink it slowly. Wouldn't want you getting a bad brain freeze."
Celestia winked and went back into her booth.
Sandra took the smoothie to her lips. It was cold and fresh. The flavor was mind-numbing. Like a breath of fresh air straight through her whole body. She was getting chills.
Initially, she had wanted to take the smoothie and run. She could cancel her membership and just get a free thing. But a feeling became more prevalent. She could use this momentum. What's one day at the gym?
She decided to start easy. The treadmill. Anybody can walk on the treadmill. She placed her smoothie in the cup holder and started the machine. The 10 setting felt like enough. She got winded pretty fast. She was sweaty under her thick layers. She should probably hydrate.
Sandra took up her smoothie and sipped it. The coolness returned to her body. The heat seemed to subside. She felt stronger, healthier, even rejuvenated. She turned the speed up to 20.
To any onlooker, Sandra would've looked like a miracle. While she ran, her clothing that was previously taught around her body began to loosen. Her belly slipped lower and lower. Her leg fat bounced less and less. Like an absurd time-lapse, Sandra was shrinking in size. Her legs slimmed, her belly decreased, her chest shrunk, and her face lost a layer of fat.
Her hoodie flopped down like a huge poncho on the shrunken girl. In a moment, her sweatpants slipped from her body. She barely had time to grab them and hold them in place. She grabbed her smoothie, hopped off the treadmill, and ran to the bathroom, all the while holding her pants up.
She landed in the bathroom in a puff of breath.
'What is going on with me?' she thought, looking in the mirror. She looked like a different person. Her cheek fat was now cute instead of chubby. Her legs were large not massive. Her belly fit into her hands. And her hands were cuter now too. What was the deal?
She looked down the sink to her smoothie. With her head spinning, she thought she was on fire. She grabbed the cool refreshing beverage. One sip will help with the overwhelm.
She slurped up the smoothie and hiccuped. What was the matter again? She slurped a bit more.
As she closed her eyes in delicious bliss, her pants took to fixing themselves. They changed from thick sweatpants to more tight yoga pants. They took on a lighter hue. Her hoodie fell away and vanished as her tshirt became thinner. Her hair that was pinned in her hood fell down around her.
"Oh, shoot, my hair."
She reached her hand to her throat. Her voice sounded cuter, less masculine. She grabbed a rubber band and put her short brown hair into a ponytail.
She felt good. Stronger somehow. She checked her watch. Somehow an hour had passed on the treadmill. She could go home satisfied. But she had so much smoothie left. Maybe a couple more exercises to really get her into shape.
As she exited the bathroom, she wasn't watching where she was going. She ran smack into Niall.
"Woah, I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention," he said.
"It's okay. I wasn't either."
"Wait, Sandra? I almost didn't recognize you."
"It's Sandy actually," she corrected. It was? Since when?
"Sandy, that's great. Well, I'm going over to do abs. You should join. It's a brutal workout but super worth it."
'Abs? Oh no. How embarrassing would it be when she couldn't get off the floor.' She nervously sipped her smoothie.
"Wow, your makeup is really cute. I never noticed that."
'Makeup? She didn't wear makeup, especially not to the gym.' She opened her phone to her camera and sure enough staring back at her was a cute, made up woman. Her cheeks were still a little chubby and her nose wasn't small, but the highlight and shadowing on her face gave her some nice definition. She had thought about that before she went out, right?
"Thank you. That's sweet. I would enjoy some abdomen training. Do you think you could teach me?"
Was she flirting? Guess it couldn't hurt. He might say no.
"Absolutely. Come on," he directed.
They made their way over to the mats. He sat beside her. Sandy looked intently at his body under his tight athletic top. He would have no trouble doing sit-ups or crunches or whatever he had planned.
"We're going to do one of my favorites. Bicycle kicks. You'll sit with your chest up and your legs up and just pedal like you're sitting on a bicycle. How's that sound?"
It sounded like torture. She started to feel hot again. She reached for her smoothie and sipped.
"Sounds great, let's get at it."
She started pedaling slow at first, but after getting used to her body, she picked up speed. After a couple minutes, she was feeling the burn but was liking it.
Under her shirt, her belly began to melt away. Kick after kick saw another pound burn away from her belly forever. Her legs followed suit. Fat evaporated with each kick until her belly and legs were looking more flat than round.
Niall noticed first. Or he thought he did. Sandy's shirt which was sitting on her stomach now fit loosely like a dancer's top. It swayed with her movements. Her yoga pants which he had thought were an interestingly tight choice now fit rather plainly. Even her ponytail had seemed shorter moments ago, now it spilled down to her shoulders and looked tighter and well maintained.
"Are you feeling okay?" he asked.
Sandy stopped. She was feeling warm so she sipped her smoothie. Relief washed over her. A moment ago, her abs were starting to hurt but now they felt relaxed.
"Actually yeah, not bad. Why?"
He couldn't think about why he asked. She seemed to be keeping up with him just fine. In fact, his abs were a little tight.
"No reason. Tell you what, why don't we do some rowing?"
"Rowing? I'm not sure. Isn't that a full body workout?" she worried.
"Yeah, it hits all the spots. Upper body especially. You in?"
She wasn't about to say no. She had come so far. And she still had half a smoothie left.
"Why not?"
They headed to a pair of rowing machines. She hadn't tried one of these before but felt a mixture of excitement and anticipation. She sat on the seat and felt bad about the amount of her butt that was spilling over still. She thought her tight yoga pants would do more when she picked them out this morning. At least her top and sports bra were still holding tight to her chest fat.
Niall led her through the exercise. He showed her how to grab the bar and pull it back while pushing her legs against the machine to get maximum force. She felt awkward with her legs mashed against each other and her arms feeling chubby on her chest. But in a few minutes, she started to feel better, especially after hydrating with her yummy smoothie.
Her chest began to feel lighter as her arms thinned out. They went from rounded, to shapely, to muscular, all the way to thin. Her fingers joined as well as her nails grew out and polished. Her legs began shaping more too. Her calves went from the muscular version and shrank into small and tight shapes. Her feet shrank in her tennis shoes that changed from old and dirty to new and white. Even her yoga pants thinned into tight leggings and lightened until they were pink.
With every shove, her body felt slimmer. Her abs firmed up harder and pulled tightly against her waist which shaped inward. Her rectangular frame pulled in as if by a belt that was tightening with each movement. She shrank inward and inward until she had a small hourglass frame.
Her chest was the last to catch up. Her breasts which had always been flabby and fat began to shift. They pulled firm against her body. With every heave, her breasts, which usually hung low in her oversized shirt, pulled taught. One heave, they went from H to G cups. The next, G to F. The next, F to E. They stopped at E but they shifted from flabby and full to firm and pert. They propelled upward which each pull of the machine. Her sports bra shrank and held them up. Her shirt followed by shifting into an athletic top. It brightened to a pink that matched her leggings.
Niall turned barely in time to see Sandy's chest bounce under her top. Her cleavage was visible from her smaller neckline. He couldn't help but stare.
Sandy noticed Niall looking. She loved the attention. Usually, guys would go for one of the more skinny, fit girls but all men loved her pert round boobs. If she could get in a work out and show them off, she felt a sense of pride. It wasn't like she worked out all the time but keeping her puppies upright took work.
"Something the matter, neighbor?" Sandy flirted.
Niall turned red. "Sorry, I just got flustered. You have impressive stamina."
"You have no idea." She turned red herself. She didn't know what was making her say these impulsive things. But she felt good. Powerful. Confident. Niall was a sweet guy. It was about time he noticed her.
He got up. "This has been fun. I gotta run and get some work done. But you're a quick learner."
"You're a good teacher." He was wasn't he? That had to be why she felt so capable all of a sudden.
"Maybe we can do this again. Or tell you what, why don't you come by my place later? I make a mean tofu bowl. It's great for fueling after a hardy workout."
"I would love that. Thank you, Niall."
"For sure, Sandy," he said and left toward the door.
Once he was out of view, Sandy ran straight to the bathroom.
"What the hell is going on?" she said in a higher and cuter voice.
She grabbed her throat. It felt much smaller. During the rowing exercise, her hair had escaped the ponytail and was past her shoulders. It looked lighter and blonder. Even her makeup was better, looking much more sculpted than chubby. And her nose and cheeks had shrunk. Her eyes and lips looked so big on her smaller face.
"Is this real?"
She held up her breasts and stared at them. Then the door opened and Mandy walked in.
"Checking yourself out, huh? I get it. You're a hottie."
"Mandy, hey, sorry, I just... this gym really gets results."
Mandy walked up behind her.
"Oh, completely. When I first joined, I was two hundred and fifty pounds. Now, look at me. I never skip a meal either, I just work hard and get to enjoy."
"Is it the gym that does it? Because these results are a bit... fast." Sandy determined.
"Seems like someone is thinking too hard about this whole thing. Why question a great gift? I don't remember how this happened completely, but I transformed. Now I'm happier than ever. And I do whatever I want."
Mandy reached her hand out and held Sandy's right breast. Sandy felt a twinge of nervousness, so in instinct she grabbed her smoothie and sipped. A wave of calm determination set over her. She grabbed Mandy's yellow athletic top and pulled her into an embrace. The two women, one slightly more fit than the other, plunged their lips together. They massaged each other.
Mandy grabbed Sandy and lifted her onto the counter. She was stronger than she looked. She pulled down her leggings and began fingering Sandy while making out with her. They rubbed up against each other until Sandy climaxed.
She put her leggings back on and realized that she felt smaller. Taught.
"Thank you."
"Don't mention it, hot stuff. I'm always good for a workout," Mandy said and winked as she left the bathroom.
Was this her life now? Did it matter? She grabbed her smoothie and sipped with the sudden urge to get back to work.
She decided to lock in with the final exercise on her list: squats.
She loaded sizable weights on the bar and put her headphones in. Before she began, she took a long sip of her smoothie. It nearly gave her a brain freeze.
She set to work. With every squat, she felt a burn. But it didn't matter. She was tough. She would go down and come back up with breaths that got lighter each time. While she did so, her thighs that had lost fat were now returning with muscle. They pulled tight against her leggings but with definition. They grew with each push up. Eventually, tears began for form in her tight, tiny leggings. They stretched and popped open until the legs of her pants stripped away, leaving her in small athletic shorts.
Just in time, because her butt was taking shape. It had remained practically pudgy the entire workout but was forced into tightness with every bend. She would go down and as it jutted out behind her, it creaked ever bigger. The limp, hanging fat grew firmer. It pulled itself up and formed new muscles. It heaved up and out until it stretched her shorts to their maximum. With one final push, it popped out an extra inch and sat firmly in her shorts.
She sat, satisfied. Only a few sips left of her smoothie. She better enjoy it. So she did.
She removed the lid and chugged the remaining chunks of fruit and mystery ingredients. With every gulp, her form locked into stronger and slimmer detail. Her cheekbones jumped higher. Her lips filled and pouted. Her hair shimmered golden blonde and grew down her back to her pert butt. Her back arched as she tilted her head back to receive the last bits. Her skin seemed to glow and quickly tan.
Finally, as she settled, her top grew frills and got cuter as her breasts popped into place on her strong chest.
After a final satisfied gulp, her head began to pulse. Oh no, the brain freeze. The ice went straight to her head as she bent over and grabbed her temple.
It felt like the world was shifting around her. Gone was the over-aware, detail-oriented, overweight girl. Instead, she felt her new form become her only form. She became confident and strong.
When the brain freeze subsided, she pouted her lips in confusion. How long was she working out? Better get home and get ready to see Niall. He was asking for it, so she was going to give it.
She walked out the front door and passed Mandy.
"Thanks for the smoothie, hottie. Next time, the fingering is on me."
Sandy winked as she left Uplift gym and jogged home.
She got in the shower, took a moment to pleasure herself, and then dried off. She went to her closet, now filled with tight and small outfits, only cute ones, no grays or beige. She chose an exceptionally slim pink dress and threw it on along with hoop earings and more makeup.
Then she walked across the hall to Niall's place and knocked on the door.
Niall answered quickly.
"Hello, do I know you?"
"That's cute, silly. I'm here for our date. You asked me to come over after the gym, right?"
"Sandy? Really? Wow, that workout did a number on you. You look..."
"Hot. Yeah. You look good too, sexy. I love you in a sweater," she said and waltzed inside, her heels clicking across the floor.
"Well, I made that tofu bowl, there is plenty for sharing."
They sat down to eat, but Niall could barely focus on his food. When Sandy ate, her full lips squished together and her chest rose and fell with her breathing. Had she looked this stunning at the gym? She hadn't just suddenly changed. His transformation was pretty fast when he signed up for Uplift. And to be fair, he couldn't remember his gorgeous neighbor any other way.
"I think I've had enough. Very yummy though, you're a good cook."
"Stuffed already?" he asked innocently.
"Oh no, I've got room. But I'm done eating," she said, rising from the table.
He gulped. He could handle a gorgeous woman, had many times, but Sandy was next level.
"Come on, big boy. Let's get one more workout in."
She pulled his chair back and grabbed his hand. She led him to the bedroom where she undid his pants and pulled out his cock. It was immediately rock hard.
"Damn, you are packing," she cooed.
Niall took the opportunity to pull his sweater over his head revealing his toned six pack. He gently grabbed Sandy by her curved waist and lifted her into the air, placing her on his dick. He then lifted her up and down, sliding her juicy, tight ass onto and off his dick, penetrating her over and over. He picked up speed and she wrapped her strong thighs around his body.
"Fuck, yes, ugh, you're so hot and fit. Squeeze me. Fuck me," she moaned.
Niall grabbed her and spun her around, landing her on his bed. She squealed with delight at being so easily thrown around. He put his hands on her dress and pulled. The pink fabric tore open, revealing her braless breasts which jiggled free, eliciting a moan of appreciation from Sandy. He cupped her E cups and massaged them with careful but strong intention.
He plowed her over and over, but his muscular control kept him from coming. So he railed Sandy over and over. Her words turned into moans which turned into groans which turned into noises of intense pleasure.
He flipped her into doggy style. The slapping of her round ass against his hard groin echoed through the apartment. Her brain was falling apart. She was drooling from her mouth and dripping from her pussy. Finally, in one heavy motion, he slammed into her and came.
"Fuck, baby," she moaned.
She turned around and grabbed his dick. He sprayed his seed onto her bare breasts. She then wrapped her lips around his cock and bobbed with perfect agility and speed, giving him the most incredible dick sucking he'd ever had. He came for another minute which Sandy loved, swallowing every ounce.
When he was done, Sandy felt a desire to grab up all the dried cum that landed on her and swallow them too. They tasted fruity to her, a lot like her favorite smoothie at the gym.
"Fuck, that was hot. You make a great workout partner," Niall panted.
"Thanks, sexy. You're a great teacher. Next time, we'll do less foreplay. Get straight to the good stuff."
"You want to do this again?" he asked, bewildered.
She laughed a cute but domineering laugh. "Give me five minutes, then I'm all yours. I'd do anything to stay in shape."
She kissed him squarely on the lips then went to the bathroom to freshen up.
Sandy loved exercise. She loved her gym and how it made her feel. But she couldn't always be at the gym. So, in order to stay in shape, she would constantly be fucking. Didn't matter who but she liked her neighbor Niall when he could keep up with her stamina. Maybe she'd settle down with his dick some day. But for now, why only use one machine when the gym has plenty?