Patricia Smith, 32F Workout Enthusiast/ Influencer

After finishing up another day of lifting and posting numerous pics/ videos to her social media, Patricia grumbled as she picked out a wedgie of her undersized workout shorts. She hated having to wear overly tight clothing to get more views as the baggy clothing truly was unflattering. Patricia had spent years perfecting her body with toned muscles from her next down to her calves. She wasn’t fake bodybuilder muscular but she definitely was built in such a way that some men were even intimated by her build.

She pulled her sports bra away to adjust for the sticky sweat as she always laughed that so many women told her that she would lose her boobs if she worked out. She never lost them because she never did any of the illegal shit like testosterone boosters. Many people online still think she got a boob job since it was highly irregular for muscular women to have big tits that were real. She wanted to prove them wrong but she wasn’t comfortable of being naked or even just topless to prove her point. She was used to the haters but even they got to her some days. She wished she could just not have to worry about what others said but her life was so ingrained on social media that she found herself needing the positive reaffirmation from the viewers.

Her video was already getting hundreds of likes with comments encouraging her and her body. The few hateful comments always stung as they were the same people saying the same thing every time. It always ruined her mood as she grabbed her stuff and headed for the locker room to clean up. She was going through her feed of other workout influencers she followed and seeing their builds made her jealous for various features that she lacked on her own body. Her head was swirling as she was about to get off her phone but saw an ad for a new type of ****. The ad was poorly designed and had Patricia chuckling that it was clearly an amateur who had designed it.

She watched the whole thing and found herself intrigued with the project GodivaX4. The idea of removing the shame she felt from the hateful or sexist comments seemed very intriguing. She was unsure if this thing had side effects and was careful what she put it into body. She figured she could get something scheduled soon and then make the decision after a conversation with this Dr. Everton. She typed out the number in her phone as she started to remove her bra when the line was ringing as she was expecting to have to leave a voicemail. “H-hellohhhh….ooo?” the voice asked with the hint of eroticism in her tone

“Oh hi! My name is Patricia Smith. I saw your…” She heard what sounded like a moan from the other line before she said, “Maybe I should call back another…”

The voice said through her gasps and moans, “Why would you do-ooooh that? Don’t mind me-ahhh-please continue…”

Patricia tried to focus as she was now removing her sweaty shorts and was naked in the locker room with her towel over her shoulder as she headed for a stall. She struggled to gain her composure as she listened to the woman clearly having some sort of sexual activities while on their phone call. She cleared her throat and continued, “As I was saying, I was wanting to see if you still needed test subjects.”

The voice was breathing rather ruggedly as she said, “Yessss right there…I want you to cooohhh-cum asap. I’ll send the ahhh-address and I’ll see you immediately…” The next few seconds was the woman on the other end howling out her orgasm before Patricia hung it up. Patricia could feel her cheeks burning as she had never felt so much secondhand embarrassment. She hurried into the shower and washed her body. Her hands had reached her nipples as she let out a quiet moan of her own now. The call had left her horny but she chose to not move forward with those feeling as she needed to focus on if she would be showing up to meet the mysterious lady.

She turned off the shower and dried herself off with the towel. She checked to see that the lady had sent her the directions as well as a text message that said:

I look forward to meeting you soon, Patricia.

<3 Dr. Everton

Patricia chuckled as the woman didn’t even apologize for having had sex while they were on the phone but she knows people that have done worse things on their live feeds. She started to dry herself off as she grabbed her clean clothes out of her bag starting with a pair of green boyshort panties and matching green sports bra. She put on pair of black joggers and a midriff purple tank top. She dried off her hair as it was only a short bob that went above her ears. She chopped off her long hair a few years back since it got in the way of her intense workouts. She put her sweaty clothes into her bag and got back to her car to begin her journey to the address that provided to her by the eccentric Dr. Everton.