President Snow

Jumping up from the couch, Katniss padded over to the door on bare feet, wondering who might be visiting her after weeks of solitude.

Katniss opened the door and gasped. President Snow was stood in front of her. President Snow...and she was naked! Her hands where about to fly to her torso when she remembered their deal and somehow stopped herself.

"President Snow!" she smiled, her voice quavering slightly. "This is a surprise!"

"You can stop with the etiquette, Miss Everdeen," he said as he strode into the apartment. "This isn't a social call. Now come and stand in front of me."

Katniss nervously stepped in front of him in the centre of the room, arms by her sides and eyes cast down to her small, bare feet.

"I see you have been enjoying the pleasures of the Capitol, Miss Everdeen," Snow began, walking in circles around her and looking her up and down. "Enjoying them a little too much." He poked her sharply in the stomach. "You're starting to get fat."

A mirror was brought before her and Katniss could see what he meant. After eating lots of rich Capitol food but not exercising, Katniss had started to get a little plump. Her muscles that she developed through her lifestyle in District 12 had become less defined and her thighs were also a bit chubby.

"You really will stay a virgin forever if you keep this shape. Fortunately, you can rectify this." As he was speaking, a crew of aides were carrying in various pieces of gym equipment and setting them up in a corner of the room. "Why don't you try it out now?"

Katniss had never used anything like that before, but it was all pretty simple to work out. Under the watchful gaze of President Snow, the naked girl tried out the various pieces of equipment, working all the major muscle groups.

"You'll also have to build up your cardio," President Snow was saying as Katniss pressed some weights. "But you've got the streets for that."

"W-what?" Katniss asked, confused.

"Surely you want to get out more?" Snow asked. "I hear there's plenty of great places to exercise around here."

"Y-you w-want me to go for a r-run? Outside?" Katniss sat up, her chest heaving.

"Well you can't do laps in here."

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Katniss hugged herself as she squirmed awkwardly on her bare feet. The cold air sent her body into violent shivers, her breath forming in front of her face.

"It's c-cold," she stammered, looking around at President Snow. He looked back at her impatiently and seeing that she had ****, Katniss set off running.

Holding her breasts would only slow her down and Snow probably wanted them on show, so Katniss allowed them to bounce around as she ran. The hard pavement was agony under her bare feet and tears soon began to mingle with sweat.

Despite it being the evening, there where still quite a few people about. Being seen naked on a stage was one thing, being seen exhausted with breasts bouncing freely was quite another.

When she arrived back at the front of her apartment building President Snow had gone, but one of his aides informed her that he would be monitoring her exercise routine and frequency.

As the sweaty, exhausted and naked girl retired to her apartment to nurse her beaten and bruised feet, Katniss wondered why President Snow was suddenly so interested in her figure...