Gym Girl Private PT (4)
Her limbs had gone completely limp, floating limply, and even the face she'd scrunched up so tightly in tension had relaxed entirely. The woman lay sprawled on the floor with a dazed expression. At this point, I could've let her rest, but since I hadn't gotten mine yet, no way was I stopping.
I grabbed her still-pretty, dazed breasts and slammed my hips upward again.
"Hnggiiik…! L-Lying down… s-something's weird… I'm going crazy…!"
Good. Every time I thrust up, her whole body shuddered violently, her pussy convulsing around my cock as it clenched even tighter. Yeah, that grip was perfect. The trembling squeeze of her hole genuinely urged me toward release more than anything else.
"Kh… Squeeze it harder…!"
Splurt! Thwack! The harder I drove my hips up, the more her pussy quivered uncontrollably, which suited me just fine.
"Hngg…! Nng…! Eeeuung…! Ahhhuuu…!"
Under the relentless pistoning, she seemed to lose her mind completely. Suddenly, I felt strength surging back into her body.
"Ha… aaang…! Ang…! No…! Nooo…! P-Please, stooop…!"
She writhed wildly, trying to push me away, but it was useless. I pinned her resisting arms above her head and gripped her tits even harder, then rammed my cock in deeper. The instant I did—
"Hngiiiik…! Hiiik…! Iik…! S-Save… meee… haaa…!"
She let out a pleasure-filled scream as another gush of fluid squirted from her pussy. "Kh…! I'm cumming too…!" Matching her, I buried myself to the hilt and unleashed my load. Far more semen than usual overflowed, flooding her pussy.
The moment I pulled out with a wet pop, thick white cum streamed down in rivulets.
"Haa… That was fucking amazing, seriously…"
Her pussy was a total masterpiece, no doubt about it. And our compatibility was off the charts too. Not that I was some sex expert who could say for sure, but it sure as hell felt incredible.
"Good work."
She just stared at me blankly, her face still flushed red, too spent to even speak.
In the end, my goal of breaking her completely within 30 minutes was a resounding success.
"Oh, three minutes left."
I glanced around, grabbed some tissues from the nearby counter to wipe my cock, then retrieved my haphazardly tossed underwear and pants and put them on. No need to do anything special for her since I'd just regress anyway.
"Regression activate."
Regression has been activated.
The Time Manipulation authority ends simultaneously with Regression activation.
It felt kinda gross, but I still had more workout to do anyway. Couldn't leave things looking suspicious, so I climbed back onto the treadmill. Lucky I'd set it to a slow speed; if it'd been fast, she'd have tumbled right off the second time resumed.
Sure enough, doing things slow and steady was always best.
"Ugh, sex in the middle and then more workout? This is straight-up torture."
I finished prepping casually and stood watching the counter tick down.
Time Manipulation has been released.
Regression activates.
Time Manipulation uses remaining: 1 more available today (1 use deducted).
Before I knew it, the power lifted, and everything sprang back to noisy life. Of course, the woman on the treadmill right next to me—who'd been moaning under me and even squirting moments ago—was now diligently exercising while watching her drama, acting like nothing happened.
"Did about 30 minutes…"
Pretending not to notice, I turned off the treadmill, stepped down, and stole a glance at her ass. If we crossed paths again, I'd paint that ass with cum too. With that in mind, I headed to the last machine I knew out of the two: the stationary bike.
"Hmm…"
I'd figured biking would be easy since I'd learned young and was good at it, no big strain. But man, it was tougher than expected. Being a workout machine, it was naturally different from a regular bike—and way harder.
"Ugh, barely 10 minutes in?"
I checked my phone from my pocket, but time crawled like I'd used a power on it. Still, I kept pedaling stubbornly. Problem was, there was no clear indicator of stamina gains, no clue how much I needed to build. No idea on proper methods either, so frustration was my only companion.
"Ah, screw this…"
Stamina +1
Bonus Stamina +1
The second I thought about quitting—bam, a notification popped up in front of my eyes.
Current Stamina: 412
Average stamina for a 23-year-old male: 500. Still a ways to go.
If stamina doesn't increase, power restrictions won't lift either.
Bonus stamina too? "Jackpot."
My feet, which had been about to stop, started pedaling vigorously again. It was stamina I needed to build anyway. Even without powers, I'd been vowing daily to stop being such a tofu-weak pushover. If this made it easier and faster, no reason to refuse.
"Damn, being a god's heir has perks."
Glancing around, I saw buff guys everywhere. I didn't need to go that extreme, but…