Post work out.

Turns out Luca had a hell of a day planned for you. After hitting the treadmill for what felt like hours, then lifting everything in the weight room about a million times, and finally being put through a rigorous ab and hip workout that had you feeling like jello, you were finally allowed to collapse on the floor in exhaustion.

"I know you probably feel like shit," Luca said, smirking as she stood over you in her tight sports bra and equally tight workout shorts. "But you did pretty well today for a human. Every day won't be like this. I just wanted to get a baseline for your endurance limit. Its pretty high."

"Yaaaaaay..." you said sarcastically, trying not to stare obviously at the outline of Luca's pussy in her shorts. "Can I crawl somewhere and die now?"

Luca smirked again. "You'll be fine. Get up and keep moving though. You don't want too much lactic acid to build up in your muscles. It'll only make you more sore."

Knowing the athletically trained lucario was probably right, you begrudgingly got to your feet, stretching your arms and legs as you stood there.

The day hadn't been all that bad. Sure, Luca's workout was rough. But you were confident your body would acclimate to it. Plus the gym itself was a wild place. You'd never been to the gym before coming to the arena, but you knew what they usually had in store. A jogging track, weight room, treadmills, some even had pools and saunas. This gym was a little different though. It had all of that sure, but it also had a facility that wasn't present at normal gyms.

The facility was what Luca called the machine room. Inside she said, were multiple different sex styled machines intended to simulate intercourse and better improve the user's sexual stamina and resistance to sensation. The concept was an interesting one. You were by no means starved for sex, but you did consider trying a couple of the machines out.

"I'll probably hit the sparring room, see if I can find a partner." Luca said, wiping some sweat from her brow with a towel. "You're free to go, or you can hang around. Your choice."