Workout Stream (3)
We immediately ditched the test and started stretching.
"Let's start with a big stretch."
I interlaced my fingers and reached both arms straight up. A refreshing rush spread through my entire body.
"Uuuuugh!!"
"Now lean to the left."
This body had terrible flexibility, so even a simple stretch like this made me let out a pathetic noise.
"Aaaahng!"
The sensation felt so similar that I ended up making even that kind of sound.
"I'm cumming!"
"What the hell are you saying?"
"Sorry..."
After finishing the simple stretches, I stood in front of the dumbbells arranged by weight. I wondered how many kilograms this body could lift.
"Hmm..."
Gaeun seemed to be thinking the same thing.
"A real man has his pride. I'll try the 5kg!"
"..."
I gripped the 5kg dumbbell with one hand and tried to lift it, but it didn't even budge.
"It's like trying to lift Mjolnir."
"It's a dick, dude. It doesn't even need hands..."
I cut myself off and glanced at Gaeun's expression. She looked like she'd received severe culture shock.
"Our stream's a little weird, isn't it...?"
"You're the weird one here."
"Ugh."
The first impression of 'an innocent face that probably doesn't know anything dirty' had completely vanished. Now she was staring at me like I was some kind of lunatic.
"Wh-what's a mamma-tong...?"
Gaeun asked with a genuinely clueless expression.
"Breasts..."
"What?! You actually like hearing such vulgar words?"
"...A little."
"Oh my god..."
"Ha... Anyway, let's work out. There's a 1kg dumbbell, so why don't you try that?"
"Yes ma'am."
I picked up the small pink dumbbell with both hands.
"This is 1kg, right?"
It felt like I was lifting 10kg.
"Yeah. Can't you even manage that?"
"I think I can handle 1kg."
"Then stand in front of the mirror."
I stood in front of the mirror with my feet shoulder-width apart.
"Keep your palms facing outward and raise your hands to shoulder height."
"Yes ma'am."
I'd done this simple movement a lot in the past, so I thought it would be easy. At least until I tried to lift both arms.
"Ugh..."
My arms were trembling violently.
"Lower them."
"Uuuugh!"
"Just ten reps. Let's do ten."
With every count, fatigue piled up in my slender arms.
"Ten. Good job!"
"Haa... haa..."
I set the dumbbell on the floor and caught my ragged breath.
"Tteongi, here's a towel."
The Queen handed me a towel.
"Haa... thank you."
Right behind me, Aram was filming me up close.
"Everyone, look at Tteongi, who's already drenched in sweat."
I wiped my sweat with the towel, then shoved the filming phone toward the camera.
"Here, take a good look~"
"Stop spamming, you crazy bastard."
"How did you know?"
"Have you caught your breath? Next, let's do squats."
"It's the first day, so maybe we can stop here..."
"No."
I really, really hated exercising. I wanted to go home and eat a hamburger.
This time I stood in front of a machine shaped like the letter H. Gaeun adjusted the height of the bar until it was just below my navel.
"Regular squats would be too hard, so hold onto this bar."
"Very professional."
Grabbing something while squatting would definitely help. Especially with this body.
"Stop turning me into a pervert. I'll do it since you gave me ten dollars."
I rested my chest on the bar. The screen probably showed a close-up of my deep cleavage.
For a brief moment, I felt liberated from the weight of my own chest.
"This is comfortable. Isn't there anyone who can hold these breasts for me instead?"
"Aram, how's the chat?"
"They're going crazy saying they'll pay to do it."
"These lunatics."
"Should we stop exercising now?"
I heard the irritation in Gaeun's voice.
"Sorry..."
I stood up again and grabbed the bar.
"Keep your upper body straight and squat."
The burden had lessened a bit, but it was still difficult.
"Mmmngh!"
Aram didn't miss it and moved behind me to film my protruding ass.
"Tteongi, the chat right now is insane."
I was concentrating all my strength on the squats, so the chat was the last thing on my mind.
"Fuck! Stop saying disgusting shit while I'm working out!!"
I did about ten squats while holding the bar. My legs were screaming, so I collapsed right there.
"Ugh..."
"You've worked hard, streaming and exercising at the same time."
After a few more simple strength exercises, we finished with thirty minutes on the treadmill.
"I'm dying... I want to go home and eat a hamburger..."
To my already exhausted body, even walking felt like a full sprint.
"Tteongi, fighting!"
"Aram, come exercise with me."
"Holding a selfie stick and filming all day is already exercise."
"That's true."
"Eating delicious food is diet management."
"At least eat some protein like chicken breast."
"I will, Gaeun."
The realization that I'd have to start eating protein foods hit me. I finally felt like I was seriously starting to exercise.
"Then, Senior Gaeun, shall we go exercise too?"
"Yeah, let's."
Thirty minutes later...
"Wow... I actually finished exercising..."
I flopped onto a chair next to the treadmill. The Queen, who had been doing her own workout, came back.
"Good work, Tteongi. Please follow me for one last thing."
"Huh?"
The Queen grabbed my wrist and pulled me onto the mat.
"Aren't we done? We've already been at it for an hour."
"Now that the workout is over..."
The Queen smiled at me like she was plotting something again.
"I'll loosen up those tight muscles for you."
"I-I'm fine..."
"Lie down quickly."
I lay face down, my body tensing with worry about what was going to happen.
"Relax."
"Yes..."
The Queen pressed firmly on the area just above my hips. The knotted muscles screamed in protest.
"Aaaagh!!!"
It was the loudest sound I'd made since becoming a woman. The moan was so loud that people in the gym turned to look at me.
"You're really tight~"
"Mmmnghaaaa!"
"It hurts!"
"Endure it."
The Queen answered firmly and started pressing even harder.
"Khhk..."
"Try breathing properly."
"Hoo...... haa..."
The moans that escaped sounded exactly like I was having sex.
"S-save me."
"Oh~ Tteongi, this is going to get great views."
I hated how Aram was chattering beside me.
"Aram, help me..."
"Tteongi! Please moan louder!"
"Isn't this too much?!"
The Queen moved further down and pressed hard on my thighs.
"Kyaaaagh!"
Bang! Bang! Bang! I slapped the floor three times as a sign of surrender.
"Get lost!"
"Just endure it a little. I didn't realize you were this knotted up..."
"Ugh..."
"Tteongi, a $150 donation just came in!"
"The Queen... I'll give you $150, so please stop!"
"No thanks."
This time I sat in a butterfly stretch position. The Queen moved behind me and placed her hands on my shoulders.
"Your shoulders are very tight, aren't they?"
"Yes... I've developed a habit of touching my shoulders all the time."
"I'll loosen them for you."
"N-no..."
The tightly knotted shoulder muscles gradually relaxed. At the same time, my eyes closed and sounds leaked out.
"Khaaa..."
"Tteongi, people are going to misunderstand."
"Mmm... ah..."
So The Queen is good at massages as well as petting. Or are the two related?
"Haa..."
The massage finally ended.
"Shall we go shower now?"
Cool relief and throbbing pain hit me at the same time. I stared blankly into space like my soul had left my body.
"Uhh... yeah."
I answered, half out of my mind.
Inside the women's locker room.
"Ugh..."
Exhausted, I could only let out groans. Still, they say even if a man only has the strength to move a finger, his sex drive remains.
"...."
Watching The Queen change her underwear made me get excited again.
"What's wrong, my slave?"
The Queen, who had already noticed, was smiling with her eyes.
"Um... The Queen..."
Since we'd become lovers, I wanted to go on a date. But suddenly asking for a date would be weird, right?
"...Would you like to go shopping?"
"Shopping?"
"Yes. We can buy the protein foods Gaeun mentioned, and other things, and while we're at it, we can eat lunch..."
And if the mood is right, maybe do it once.
"How does that sound?"
I rambled on with all sorts of reasons in case she refused. The Queen smiled warmly and said,
"Let's do that."