Jamie has to exercise indoors

“You may go outside to exercise,” the AI concluded.

Jamie almost jumped for joy, “Great!”

He pretty much ran to the front door, ready to escape from the insanity he had found himself, not paying attention to the cloudy weather just outside of his windows. Just before he was able to grasp the handle of the door, there was a large crack of thunder that made him just about jump right out of his skin. The momentary interruption was all the AI needed to ruin his plans, however, because when he attempted to turn the handle, he found the door was locked.

The AI's voice sounded sympathetic, “I'm sorry, Jamie. It doesn't look like you will be able to safely exercise outside today due to inclement weather.”

“It's fine! I don't mind a little rain,” he pleaded.

“The risk to your safety would be unnecessary. Perhaps you will have better luck another day,” she said before robotic arms guided Jamie back to the in-home gym.

Jamie continued to argue but couldn't convince the AI to release him from the house until the storm was over. Not only was he still stuck inside, but his plan had also backfired and he was expected to work out. He told her he didn't want to do it anymore but whatever glitch in the system was causing the mess was still in full ****.

“Exercise is important, Jamie. For your health, I must insist. I will guide your workout for maximum effectiveness,” She told him.

She started by bringing him to the center of the room and walking him through some gentle stretches before having him perform deeper ones. It wasn't painful but it was becoming uncomfortably close to it. Though his protests continued, the AI only responded with encouraging words about his flexibility.

After she seemed to think he was limber enough, she had him begin some resistance training. He gritted his teeth and just focused on getting the workout over as soon as possible. She made sure to correct his form any time he began to get sloppy, which he might have appreciated if we weren't wearing women's clothes. On and one it went, squats, sit-ups, push-ups, crunches, and more. None of it was particularly fun, but then again, he didn't actually have any choice in the matter.

He was dragged over to treadmill next, informed that the gym session was almost over for the day, for which he was thankful. He jogged for a solid fifteen minutes at the AI's direction and much like with everything else, he was corrected if he didn't move in the way the AI proffered. He was feeling ridiculous as he felt his high ponytail bouncing with his steps as she guided his body into moving with a feminine flair.

He was covered in sweat and feeling exhausted by the time he was finally allowed to stop. The AI encouraged him to go get rinsed off and he didn't really put up much of a protest at that suggestion. Once in the bathroom, he was cleaned by the AI but luckily it went much quicker than the day before. After getting clean, he was placed in the short robe and heeled slippers like before and brought back to the bedroom to be dressed again.