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Chapter 11 by Cross C Cross C

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Stepping Out of the Office

I stepped out of the office and watched Karen head quickly towards the front counter again. I paused for a moment. I was standing in the employee area that was divided from the rest of the gym by a waist-high curving wall with several desks with computers where the staff registered customers for memberships. There were a few employees here including a couple of females who were smiling while giving me significant looks.

Uh. Yea, clearly they were aware I'd just gotten a blowjob and found it to be amusing.

I rubbed the back of my neck, looking away feeling self-conscious about it.

I looked out across the gym, full of a number of very attractive women in tight-fitting clothing moving in interesting ways. Part of the reason why I liked to work out so much was coming here to ogle them as well as show off as I worked out. I'd imagined just fondling them or having sexing with various hot regulars all the time. It was hard to believe that I actually could. Standing here now I was almost paralyzed with indecision. There were so many options...

"Hi, Nick!" I blinked as one of the girls that had been smiling at me walked over, feeling disoriented that she knew my name when the only reason I knew hers was because her picture and bio was posted on the wall along with the rest of the personal trainers, "I saw that you hadn't used your two free personal training sessions. Did you want me to schedule one for you? It'd only take a minute."

Jill leaned in and I took the hint, cupping her small tits through her black t-shirt. "Uh... not really. I'm fine." I told her automatically as I knew what I was doing and not being all that social, found the one-on-one nature of it to be rather awkward.

She wasn't the least bit perturbed by my answer, shaking her head, "That's fine. I just wanted to ask you a question anyways."

"Okay."

Jill's gaze dropped to my waist as she smirked, "Kelsie came out talking about how HUGE it was. Is it...." she paused dramatically, "...huge?"

"Uh. Why do you want to know?"

"Oh. Just curious. Don't worry about it. I'll just ask Karen." I got the feeling that if I wasn't currently stroking her sides and getting a feel for her taut stomach, she'd have already headed that way. Except suddenly the girl in question was walking by leading another guy into the office.

"Is she?" I asked, pointing.

Jill nodded with a knowing smile, "Yep. Front desk is busy-busy."

Yea, I imagined so. Considering I'd made it socially acceptable to get a no-strings-attached blowjob from the pretty girl manning the front counter. What normal guy would turn that down? I actually felt a little bad now that I thought about it. Karen was going to be spending all day on her knees thanks to me. I opened my mouth to try and reverse my change but quickly closed it as some likely consequences occurred to me. They were no doubt in the middle of it right now. How would they react if I made what they were doing not normal? And how would Karen respond mentally to the blowjob she'd given me? I could see her being super depressed and self-loathing, plus not to mention what if she blamed me somehow?

And let's remember, as of right now she seemed pretty content with the arrangement. And why not? At the moment it was a perfectly normal every day sort of thing. It would actually be crueler if I did change it back. Yea. That was right.

I turned my attention back to Jill, "So I've got my hand on your pussy and I'm rubbing it. Why do you think I'm doing that?"

She cocked her head and smiled, "Coming on to me?"

"Kind of. Are you okay with that?"

"Suu-re. But you won't get far." She held up her hand and showed me the ring on her finger, "Already taken."

Huh. I found the fact that she had a fiance and was letting me touch her like this rather arousing. However, there were plenty of other women I could play with so I regretfully stopped touching her, "Cool."

I reached down and grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled it straight up. What? I still had experimenting to do. Jill lifted her arms helpfully and the shirt came off revealing her small breasts in a grey sports bra. I tossed it on the floor nearby and Jill instantly went after it looking around a bit nervously. One of her male co-workers was watching with clear interest and he gave me a bro nod which I ignored.

She put her shirt back on and I asked her, "Why did you let me take it off?"

The by now familiar expression of mild confusion appeared as she asked, "Why wouldn't I?" I sighed. I'm not sure if it was worth trying to figure this out.

"You put it back on. Clearly, you didn't want me to take it off, so..." I trailed off questioningly.

"Well, I'd prefer you didn't. I'm at work, you know? But if you're going to take it off, you're going to take it off." She was pretty blase about it.

Okay, I could still test something else. Could I affect just one person, "But it is normal for you, Jill, to be completely nude when you work."

Her mouth dropped open and she looked down at herself, "Oh my goo-sh! And here you were helping me out! I don't know where my head's at." She reached down and pulled her shirt off before reaching behind to unsnap her bra. She laid it and her shirt on a nearby desk before slipping her fingers into her pink pants and pushing them down her long legs, shimmying her hips a bit as she did so. Next her trim pink panties followed and you could see she tanned, the skin around her loins pale white. Her dark bush was carefully trimmed.

Jill grabbed her clothes and headed for the locker rooms without further comment, actually looking embarrassed about having not been naked for so long.

I turned and watched her little butt as she hurried away. So yes, I could affect just one person. None of her co-workers seemed at all surprised by her nudity though there were definitely appreciative looks from the men.

"Nick the Dick!" A male personal trainer stopped watching Jill leave and stepped in front of me on his way out of the staff area, "I'm about to start my class for beasts, man. I've seen how you train, man. You should show!"

I stared at him, having trouble accepting that he'd just called me that but I managed, "Uh..I'll think about it."

"Cool. Cool. See you there." He headed off.

It took me a moment to realize what was going on as I remembered Jill's interest and her mentioning that Kelsie, that trainer who'd walked in on me with Karen, had told everyone I was huge. I'd made talking about dicks and sizes normal. I had a statistically very rare penis size. It shouldn't be a surprise that word of it had spread like wild fire across this place. It was weird though given I was used to not being the center of attention given my non social nature.

In any event, it was time to make a decision about what I wanted to do next. I could see that tight bodied blonde Kelsie leading a class in one of the side rooms. The thought of taking over that group of twenty or so women was definitely an idea. I should also be able to just walk into the female locker rooms. I could see a lot of fun possibilities there. I could also take Jill up on that personal one-on-one training session. Or I could just wander and mess with whatever hottie I came across.

What should I do?

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