An Intense Workout with the Goodbye Girls (Time -1)

In the time since you'd met Au Revoir, you'd ducked out on a workout with her more times than you could even recall. The Frenchwoman was always exercising and moreover, always begging others to exercise with her. It wasn't just you; you got the idea she was pressuring other Goodbye Girls and even other CEDIT agents to try it out with her. You'd never seen any of the other Goodbye Girls accept her offer. Part of you felt like experiencing the rigor of exercising alongside Au Revoir was key to understanding her, but you felt as though you simply couldn't survive the session. If you were going to venture into this uncharted territory, you needed someone to go with you... Whoever they were, they'd need to be both strong and fearless.

Goodbye was right out.

You'd never seen Despedida exercise in your whole time here, despite her strangely slender figure.

You weren't entirely sure if Tschau even needed exercises, being a partially robotic ninja and all.

That left just one person... Vaarvel. She didn't seem like a terrible choice. After all, she was fearless in all of her interactions with the other Goodbye Girls and among the others, she had the most muscle tone, save Au Revoir. Although she packaged herself as a master of disguise, you'd experienced her martial prowess firsthand a few times before. If anyone was going to venture into the lion's den with you, it may very well be her. Trying to adopt just a hint of her boldness, you made your way to her office and gave a knock.

"Yes, Nathaniel?"

The words hadn't come from inside the office; they'd come from behind you, through the door to the hallway that led back to the mission control room. Her ability to sneak up on a person seemed to rival Tschau's some times... As always, she was wearing that smug grin, looking very satisfied at having gotten the drop on you. The rest of her uniform was a strange, gray suit, painted like the body of a statue, with an odd hood over the face that covered everything except for the eyes and mouth. Oh, right. You were beginning to put together where she'd been.

"Who, exactly, did you think that was a statue of, sitting in the hallway in front of my room? That's sloppy, Ciao. You're cute when you're sloppy... but I prefer you sharp." The agent giggled, squinting her eyes happily and pulling the hood from her head. Beneath was not her silver mask, but a thin, black balaclava mask that encompassed her whole head, save the eyes, nose, and mouth. You'd never understand her... why was it so important to get the edge over her own comrades, that she'd spend the time costuming herself and then hide in plain sight? It was almost as though Vaarvel was playing a far more effective version of the own data collection mission Goodbye had assigned to you.

Trying to keep a straight face and show no reaction to the hallway's statue suddenly transforming into one of your agents, you told Vaarvel that you needed her to help you come up with a way to survive a workout with Au Revoir.

"Ha ha... That's a pretty amusing request. That girl's perfectly harmless if you know the right words to say to her. Haven't you figured it out yet?" the dark-skinned agent taunted you, resting one hand on the broad curve of her hip and gesturing with the free one. "I'd be happy to help you out, Ciao. I'm glad you came to me first... You're learning."

You asked how she knew that you were the first one you'd asked. Instead of answering, she returned a playful wink. You were starting to think you had this backwards... you didn't need Vaarvel to help you understand Au Revoir. You needed someone to shed some light on what the eldest member of the Goodbye Girls had going on in that twisted mind of hers...

You returned to mission control to retrieve your workout bag, then redressed in the bathroom, exiting in black athletic shorts and a white, sleeveless tank, with black sneakers and a white towel across one shoulder. Narcissistically, you thought that this look would have done a number on the gals back in CEDIT's London branch, but here, the girls all seemed to just have a laugh in their eyes when you tried to show off your masculine form. Whatever. You were going to make this work by hook or by crook.

When you met Au Revoir in her room, she had coincidentally dressed into a new exercise outfit you didn't recognize, consisting of a tight, black sports bra and equally snug, high-legged basketball shorts, mostly white but with a red, white, and blue pattern resembling the French flag thrown shamelessly across the ass. It certainly drew one's attention, though the sight of her breasts was even more impressive... that thin, sweat-soaked top couldn't do a thing to hide the size and even the texture of her tightly packed, well-sized cleavage. Even as she stretched her arms above her head for some odd post-workout stretches, you thought you saw the underside of her bosom threatening to slip out. You watched the show for a bit before announcing yourself.

The woman's braids swung in the air as she turned her head and smiled in your direction; despite her enthusiasm, she hadn't broken from the full-legged split she'd fallen into. Her feet were totally bare and, as you always had to remind yourself, massive... she was an absolute beast of a woman. Despite all of the exercise she did and the rigorous combat missions she undertook, you couldn't help but think that her musculature defied the limits of rationality. "Little Ciao! You have finally come to take Au Revoir up on her offer, no?"

You responded: "oui."

Even though you were dressed in obvious exercise gear, she still seemed to be surprised to hear your answer. Her mouth at first fell, then widened into a huge grin. "Ho ho! You now begin the path to building muscle and core strength, my friend, two values that will never fail you in this world, even when everything else does!" With that slightly ominous reassurance, Au Revoir pressed both hands to the mat and lifted her bottom up, straightening her legs, then transforming to her usual towering height. The closer she got in her approach, the more threatening her unchanging expression seemed. "Just you and me, hmmmm? Let's work up a good sweat together~"

You told Au Revoir you hadn't come alone. Actually, you were thinking that having another training partner could help. You told the combat specialist that Vaarvel would be joining you two... in her own time and probably from some difficult to anticipate direction.

She did surprise you, though not in the way you expected. Instead of her appearing out of nowhere or stepping out from some unsuspected place in the environment, she simply approached from behind you through the door. The agent was dressed in a black doo-rag that covered not only the upper part of her head, but also, covering the area from above her ears and the bridge of her nose around her eyes. It looked a bit like Ninja Turtles gear, you thought. Besides that, her outfit looked much more normal, consisting of a red workout top with black around the ribs and back, along with skintight black shorts with a similar pattern over the inner-thighs. It was a little odd to see her as Vaarvel, not in her wetwork suit, but instead in casual clothing and without the addition of some sort of wig. If she'd take off that mask around her eyes, she'd look just like a normal, if unusually buff and voluptuous, woman.

Her white grin curled as she noticed you checking out her workout gear. "Ha ha. Are we really here to exercise, Ciao? Or did you have something else in mind?"

You were trapped between a flirt and a horny place, it seemed. Not a bad place to be... if both women weren't unpleasantly capable of snapping your neck with their thighs. You told the two that, as their handler, you were dedicated to staying in the shape you needed to be in. If that meant undergoing some unusual training, then so be it.

"Ha ha ha! Unusual, he says! Do not worry. We will start you out easy before we put you through the wringer~" Au Revoir spoke kind words while cracking her knuckles...

Like hell that would happen!

There was nothing easy about the Rocky-esque montage the girls put you through over the course of the next hour. You felt like the fibers of your muscles were going to unspin and snap, your bones were going to crumble to dust, and your blood was just going to evaporate with the rest of your sweat. You chugged from a water bottle, not caring whose it was or who else's lips had touched it, while seeing stars. This was not a healthy exercise. This couldn't be healthy for anything.

"Oh, Ciao... You've overdone it. If you follow Au Revoir's orders all day, you'll be no good for anything. That's why you ought to listen only to my instructions," Vaarvel sighed. Despite her joke, she seemed a bit exhausted herself. Out of one bleary eye, you watched the attractive swell of her chest rise and fall while she toweled sweat off her luscious, ebony skin.

Au Revoir didn't even bother to towel; she plopped down next to you on the bench with a splash of sweat and a flop of her pigtails against her broad back. When she threw her huge arm around your shoulders, you thought you just might hear the call of angels, telling you your time of long service was over. "The fact that you are still alive right now shows how far you've come since you stepped through our doors, friend! Ordinary CEDIT agents would definitely have died at the thirty minute mark. Maybe this will help you not to be so paranoid all the time, oui?" She smiled encouragingly, placing one hand around her body onto your wrist atop your leg.

Then the hand moved, running up your leg until it reached the hem of your shorts. You felt powerless to stop it from going into the shorts, then past your boxers, grabbing hold of your rapidly swelling cock. The girl was not exactly shy and suspenseful in her approach to sex. Part of your lack of resistance as sheer inability to fight at this point, but another part of it was the knowledge that this was the real reason you'd wanted to complete a training session with Au Revoir. She'd always promised you that working out with her and having sex with her were the two most profitable things you could do together... You had to admit, you were curious to see how it was, without **** blurring out half the process.

Of course, Vaarvel made no move to stop her. Instead, the deception artist grinned, then leaned in and pressed her breast against your bicep. "Let me in too." That was an instruction for Au Revoir. To your surprise, the girl pulled your shorts down just enough to let your cock out, then moved to stroking one side of it instead of gripping the whole thing. That actually felt a lot better... Au Revoir's full hand-jobs had a tendency to feel like they were trying to rip your dick off. Suddenly, your post-exercise relaxation had turned into a very unfitting type of massage, as the two girls each pushed their boobs onto you from the sides and stroked your shaft with their hands. Au Revoir took near the bottom, enjoying playing with your balls and your short and curlies... In some ways, letting her near the sperm bank seemed like keeping your gun off safety tucked into your pants, but you surrendered yourself regardless. In the mean time, Vaarvel took the head, using both hands to rub in ointment that she'd produced at some unknowable point.

As you started to question why she was rubbing in ointment, the lady stood up and pulled her shorts down, along with the low-rider panties she was wearing underneath. She kicked them to the side, grinning with her bare pussy facing towards you. She showed you the ointment on her hands, then turned and began slathering it onto and between the huge, quivering cheeks of her thoroughbred quality ass and thighs. Without stopping rubbing, she used one hand to pass the ointment bottle to Au Revoir.

The other girl giggled and pulled free her top in a swift motion; her massive breasts bounced free, forcing your eyes to lock onto them. It was always amazing to see such softness on the otherwise statue-like body she maintained... Most body-builders ended up with a pretty flat chest, but hers was, uncannily, broad and yet still highly voluminous. You began to question if she had implants... but that hardly mattered, as you watched her rub lotion onto them with both of her huge, meaty hands. She licked her lips as she perversely spun her thumbs around each nipple, allowing them to harden. "You've only got one dick, my friend... Where are you going to put it?"

Vaarvel's eyes curled into eerie slits and her grin widened. "Choose me, Ciao. And wait your turn, Au Revoir."

Once again, to your surprise, Au Revoir followed that instruction. The girl waited patiently as Vaarvel trapped your cock between the meaty cushions of her buttcheeks, then pressed a hand to either side of the bench and began to twerk her bottom up and down around your length. The mixture of her volume and the relieving coolness of the ointment was the perfect treat after a long work-out... you felt yourself stiffening and growing even more. Exhaling in a deep sigh, you grabbed a hold of both sides of her hips and help push her up and down along your length. Her laughter indicated that was exactly what she'd wanted.

You'd felt powerless to stop Au Revoir earlier, but now, you felt legitimately hypnotized. What was this strange command Vaarvel was capable of exercising over you? And not only you... Au Revoir as well?

"Now it's your turn."

Au Revoir nodded her head, eagerly taking Vaarvel's place as she cruelly denied you the chance to finish on her ass. The blond Frenchwoman took your penis between her tits and began to stroke it vigorously, urging your semen to come out as quickly as it could. She even spoke to it. "Come on, big guy! You can do it! Just a little further to the finish line and it's all over! Or are you enjoying yourself too much? You can't get enough of my boobs, can you? But won't it feel good to release all over my face, hmmm? Just do it... I'll stick my tongue out, so just shoot it all over~" The slutty agent opened her mouth and closed her eyes, humming quietly while she waited for your eruption.

You were well ready to explode by this point and had no reason to hold back. You gripped Au Revoir's shoulders and groaned as strings of cum shot from your tip across her smiling cheeks and her chin, into her gorgeous blond hair and over her sparkling green eyes. The stuff continued to shoot out and slide down, pooling atop the shelf of her tits and her strong collarbone, with just a bit running down to her abdomen. You'd managed to shoot out a ton... Was this the result of your own sex drive, the training you'd just done, or possibly some kind of mind control?

Au Revoir withdrew from you and smacked her lips, eagerly eating up the parts of it that she could reach by slurping it off her palms. "You have gun training, right, Ciao? You need to work on your grouping! He he..." She was the one that told you to shoot it all over, though...

"Now... Harden back up. I haven't finished my turn yet." Vaarvel's voice came from above as she replaced Au Revoir, looking over her shoulder with an almost pitying grin and crossing her arms across her chest.

You couldn't believe it. You'd just shot the biggest load of your life, and yet somehow, your dick was returning to form. It felt supernatural, uncomfortable even; it was as though your own physiology was no longer obeying you.

"Since you've come this far... I'll give you my ass, Ciao." She slapped both hands onto the oiled surface, then slid them up tantalizingly, pulling away the cheeks to show you both her pussy and her smaller hole. When she released, the cheeks jiggled back into place. "You've been thinking about it, right? If you could just get your cock inside that tight little hole... you could dominate me the way you've been wanting to this whole time. Don't deny it. I can read your mind... I've already made you and that cock of yours my toy. How does it feel? You couldn't resist me now, Ciao. You don't have what it takes..." While belittling you, she shook her ass back and forth like a pendulum... You felt your cock getting harder and harder, painfully hard! {if Psychology Skill = 1}You considered yourself a master of psychology, including things like mesmerism and hypnosis, but you'd never felt or dared to imagine anything like this!{endif} "So give in and take me. Take me as hard as you can...!"

At the sound of her taunt, you felt like some sort of viking berserker. You jumped to your feet and pushed her down roughly. As Au Revoir gave an interested "oooo" in the background, you pressed Vaarvel's face to the soft mat that Au Revoir used for wrestling and then slapped her across the ass again, as roughly as you could. The noise of the spank rang throughout the office gym; you heard the woman moan into the fabric of the mat. There was no way a woman like this was a masochist, right? And yet... that order she'd given...

You could barely think about that or anything else related to your dossiers. She was right; you wouldn't be satisfied with just doing her pussy this time. You were going to totally dominate her using that oiled up asshole! You straightened up your cock between her cheeks and rubbed it in strong strokes against her pussy and hole, letting her know what was coming. When you heard her laugh, that was like a race-starting shot; you plunged yourself into the hole, reaching a reckless depth with your over-engorged member.

"Aaaah! Fuck, yes! You're a good dog, Ciao! Hump me like one!"

You didn't know whether you were trying to dominate her or serve her at this point; it was all a blur. You slapped at her ass relentlessly, raising color on the deeply black surface. You stuck more of your digits into her pussy than seemed comfortable for a woman and worked them as hard as you could. As her words changed from instructions into a series of unintelligible moans, you yanked up her top and began to squeeze both breasts. You licked the back of her neck up to her ear, then bit at it. You even pulled the rag from her head, although the results were a bit disappointing; she looked exactly how you'd figured she did under there. All you really got a glimpse at was her shaved head.

As much as you tried to fight her with these motions, there was one thing you couldn't do: you couldn't take your dick out of her ass and stop humping her. You actually tried; you were sure that cumming into her pussy after all of that talk of her ass was just what you needed to assert your dominance, but it was simply impossible. You found yourself groaning with pleasure in spite of your attempts to hold it until you could release on your terms... you weren't in control of your own climax. The two of you came together with such unexpected synchronicity that it was as though she had control of your body. As you rest your hands on her back and cradled her bottom with your body, you really were posed like a dog...

The end result was exhausting. You'd felt like you were going to pass out earlier and now you were even more spent and dehydrated. With a moan not of pleasure, but of despair, you pulled yourself free from Vaarvel's ass and then lay on your back, releasing the last trickles of your semen onto your belly. You almost whimpered when you heard Au Revoir laughing and felt her tongue lapping across your abs and groin, pulling up the bit you'd spilled. If she tried to get you erect and take another load right now, you thought this would be that **** you'd been fearing since you first heard the specifics of your assignment...

Instead, to your surprise, you found the girls lying next to you. Vaarvel had that "cigarettes after sex" look, grinning with satisfaction while leaning her head on one palm and raising her upper body. Au Revoir, on the other hand hugged onto your side and covered you with her meaty arms and thighs, cradling you in a strange, loving embrace that none the less felt a bit like a man's.

"Never lose sight of your accomplishments, Ciao. You've made it this far. I'm hard on you but... You've really done well in your position," Vaarvel complimented you, reaching out one hand to run her fingers through your hair and cup your cheek. "If I am indeed serving you and not the other way around... I can't complain about it~"

"Let us three exercise again some time! There is nothing more fun in the world. Next time, I want you to use my ass, though... You've got to hit me just as hard as you hit Vaarvel, big man! And if I'm still standing at the end, I'll hit you! He he he..." Au Revoir spoke those words in the comforting voice of a lover, but they struck fear into your heart.

You didn't think you were ever going to offer to do this kind of workout with them again.