(chapter originally by Fly at writing.com)
"We're all set then! Come on, Izzy. Time to feel the burn!" Kelly and co began signaling off to the other side of the gym. Isabel wanted nothing more than to turn and run, and instead got up on wobbly legs and followed the 4 with more than a dozen following her.
Isabel hesitated as they reached the main area of the gym, anyone who hadn't seen what was going on was here and the area was totally open with huge windows to the outside street. Still, she pushed herself to trot out into the arrangement of workout equipment in her eye-catching gym outfit. All eyes found their way to Isabel dejectedly walking out baring all she couldn't cover with her hands.
"Whoa, there really is some girl not wearing clothes here..." One gym patron whispered to another, both looking totally shocked by this surreal interruption to their day. The female gym-goers were less than happy to see naked Isabel strut out onto the gym floor wearing nothing. They shot the poor girl vicious and demeaning gazes, looking her up and down with disgust as she passed.
"What's WRONG with you? This is a gym, not some nudie bar, you skank!!" An older woman practically spits in Isabel's face. She tried to fight back the urge to make an excuse and just hurried past her looking away.
"Looks like you're already making new friends, huh! Anyway, first things first..." Kelly grabbed Isabel's hand, revealed her tits to the room and led her over to the
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