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Chapter 35 by robyna

What's next?

Head for the park (3rd time)

You're not going to change your body by sitting around on Jeremy's couch so you head back to the park.

Remembering Jackie's advice, you take it slow, enjoying another beautiful California day. You hit the resistance exercises extra-hard, though, for two reasons. First, you read that resistance is how you build actual muscle rather than just toning and second, you read that working out sends extra blood into the muscles, pumping them up temporarily. You'd like to look pumped up for your stream... and, to be completely honest, for Jackie and the other hot girls in the park.

After about an hour of workout, Jackie jogs up... along with a mousy-looking brunette.

"Hey, Mike," Jackie says, "meet Monica."

You smile and say, "Hi Monica."

"Hi." She practically whispers the greeting.

You look at her more closely. There's nothing wrong with her at all. She's got a cute face, big brown eyes, a clear complexion... although it's got that same pasty look you've always sported that comes from working under florescent lighting all the time rather than going outside. Monica looks to have a decent figure although it's hard to tell under the baggy t-shirt and sweatpants she's wearing. You can't figure out why she comes off as mousy. But she does.

"Monica and I were talking," Jackie continues. "She thinks I only know about fitness but I think I know about confidence. Fitness is a tool to gain confidence but there's more to it than that. Monica thinks I'm full of shit, right Monica."

"I wouldn't have put it that way."

"So, we made a bet. The bet is, if I can transform some dweeby-looking guy into hot stuff, she'll believe me and let me do my magic."

"And when she can't, I get free fitness coaching for the rest of the year," Monica concludes.

"And guess what," Monica says, "I picked you as the guy."

It wasn't the most ego-gratifying moment to realize that the girl you'd mentally described as mousy-looking picked you as the ultimate impossible-to-fix dweeb. Still, you manage a smile. "Thanks, I guess."

"Come on," Jackie says. "Hair first, then some new clothes."

"You know I'm unemployed, right?"

"It's on us," Monica said. "We're doing our good deed for womanhood."

How did it go?

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