Test her flexibility on this being a “one time thing”

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//worship/oral/clumsy bonus path 5

5-fixation

10-embarrassed admission of kink and bj

15-acceptance and starts swallowing Earns Seduction.

20-Teach to deepthroat at her request?

//Seduction bonus starts Mindy with 5 worship.

//facial or swallow option. Swallow allowed if worship high enough or corruption

//between sessions can choose between sending workout encouragement or selfies?

//Stretching session. letting cock show thru shorts

//locking gym door is important rule if mindy not forgetful (pill)

//cockslapping if corrupted

//bimbo path if cleanse pill + extensive swallowing

{elseif Day>0}

Before I even knock, Mindy opens the door revealing a new outfit. She stands in a red tank top with a built-in sports bra, bands of elastic support crisscrossing around her breasts. The rest of her top is long, thin and breathable, shifting in the breeze. Her new yoga pants are light grey with red stripes down the sides, fitting snuggly and showing off her ankles. This outfit is far, far more flattering than the baggy, just-finished-a-bag-of-chips look she had been sporting.

“Wow, you look great!”

“Thanks. I picked it up yesterday.”{if Got a black eye from angry hubby=true} Her pleased expression suddenly turns serious. “Whoa! What happened to your eye?”

“Eh... some dude clocked me.”

“What? You got in a fight?” She tilts my face by the chin and leans in. “Does it hurt?”

I pull away gently. “Naw, naw. It’s fine. ‘Fighting’ implies that I was a combatant. I’m non-violent.”

“Then what did you do to deserve it?”

“Me?” I say innocently, thinking up a believable lie. “Nothing! I... simply failed to notice the friendly young woman I was chatting with at the bar had a boyfriend.”

“Goodness Warren, we need to hire a full-time chaperone for you.”

“You’re hired.”

“If that doesn’t sound tiring and thankless...” she says, turning away and leading me to the kitchen. The rear of her outfit looks nice, too.{else}I ogle her new outfit for a couple more seconds until she gets embarrassed and ushers me to the kitchen. {endif}

It takes no convincing at all to get Mindy to whip up a quick breakfast for me. She sets a plate of eggs and toast before me and asks, “So, what’s the cruel and unusual workout plan today?”

“How flexible are you?”

Mindy answers with a wry grin, “Well, I might be able to touch my knees if you let me soak in a hot bath with a glass of wine first.”

“No time for that I’m afraid. But, we might be able to share a hot shower afterward.”

Mindy’s eyeballs inflate comically. She swings a hand towel at me threateningly and hisses, “SSSHHHHHHHH! Tonya is here! We aren’t doing more of that stuff, remember?”

“Right. I keep forgetting that.”

“Uh-huh. How convenient.” She sips her coffee to hide the color rising in her cheeks.

We enter the gym space and I start us off with a set of warmups. Her trickle of complaints about doing burpees suddenly cuts out with a snort of laughter. She stops jumping and folds over, cackling silently.

I keep going and bark at her with some drill instructor flavor. “Are you having a problem with the warm-up, recruit?”

She starts to shake her head no, then yes, yes, YES. She lifts her head to look at me and laughs some more. When she recovers enough to speak she says, “You... ah... oh man... you’re wearing those shorts again!”

The same baggy shorts I wore on Saturday slosh around my legs. As I jump, the secondary bouncing of my dick punctuates my lack of underwear. “I don’t see what’s so funny! Get back in formation or you’re gonna wash out of the program!”

“Whyyyyy?” She wants to say more but struggles to stifle her laughter.

“This is a test of your ability ignore distractions in the battlefield. Your current performance rating is abysmal!” I switch to side arches, exaggerating the movement of my hips to get a good pendulous sway going.

“Aaaahhhhh! Stop it! Let me breathe!” She wipes tears away and averts her eyes from the sideshow, collecting herself. "We we are being way too loud. Please, keep it down...”

I nod slowly, pacing around her. I crouch in front of her and grumble. "Apparently this exercise is just too rigorous for you. Can you can make up for it by impressing me with some deep stretches?"

Mindy looks me straight in the eyes, afraid of looking anywhere else. “Ugh... fine... Can you behave yourself? Knockoff that military stuff, and wear something else?”

“No, that would invalidate the test, not to mention if I made an exception for you, it would be unfair to all of the other recruits...” I sweep my arm out to the nearly empty room.

Mindy furrows her brow with growing concern for me. “Are you feeling alright?”

{else}Play in game mode.{endif}