A strange new routine

My legs burned as I ran on the treadmill, my breath moving through my lungs even now in easy flows. It felt good, incredibly so. I had to wonder why I’d never really gotten into this before. It wasn’t like I was unfit, not totally. Sure, my hand eye co-ordination wasn’t good, and I’d never been good at sports, but I was alright at athletics I supposed.

Still though, that was nothing compared to how I was now. In the mirrors of the gym, I could see “myself” as I ran on the treadmill. Toned muscles rippled with well-trained power underneath soft, pale skin as I ran, a tight and sexy figure bound in expensive leggings and a sports bra. My fiery red hair was bound in a ponytail, and feeling it bounce along with the pace of my run was a fun and novel sensation. It wasn’t the only thing; bound in their sports-bra, my breasts still provided an enjoyable tactile feeling as they moved with me, one that I couldn’t help but enjoy as a pervy, forbidden thrill of pleasure worked through me.

I’d thought it would be something of a chore, keeping up Jessica’s fitness routine, but it genuinely wasn’t. I understood now what people described as a “runners high”, that rush of endorphins pushing through your body, gifting you as reward for your effort. It wasn’t like I did it all the time either, only when I felt like it. On days when I’d rather not, I restored her with her memories doctored, letting the real girl put in the effort only for me to steal back her skin when she returned and reap the rewards.

But still, there really was something to doing it yourself. My arms and ass pulsed just a little, a pleasant, used feeling in them from the day’s workout. Jessica was naturally pretty, but her time in the gym really had paid dividends, giving her an ultimate female body.

A body now I, a horny young man, get to enjoy for her…

Some small beeps from the treadmill announced that its routine was over, as I slowed down to a walk, and then hopped off altogether.

That felt so satisfying…

I sighed, endorphins rushing around my body, before taking a bug gulp of water. Some of it dripped down my lips, falling onto the top of my cleavage as I drank, and from the corner of my eye I could make out a few hapless guys staring.

A turn, a flick of a ponytail as my eyes met theirs for only a moment, was enough to get them to sheepishly look down or away, hastily pretending they were thinking of nothing more than their workouts. Those looks, that mix of animalistic desire almost desperately covered by the veneer of civilized restraint, they felt so empowering.

I stifled a laugh to myself as I walked to the changing room, basking in the feeling.

Gosh, it really feels powerful. When guys look at me, they can’t help but see a hot girl, and can’t help but be sooo attracted to me. I wonder how they’d feel if they knew that wrapped up tight in Jessica’s pretty little skin was really Alex, a guy just as hapless as they are… maybe for the real perverts, I’d be a turn on.

I couldn’t tell what would be hotter, fucking a guy who was totally deceived and thought I was the real Jessica, or fucking a guy who knew I was an imposter, joyriding in her skin. Maybe someday I’d tell someone, show them my face on top of her body. I could even scare them like I’d scared Jessica when I fucked her as Grace…

Deviant ideas were quickly derailed as I saw someone who could make them more tangible. Mike stood, filling his water bottle by the entrance to the changing rooms. Even despite the way their relationship had changed, he still was “my” personal trainer, and had been taking me through the workouts today before I’d finished off with cardio. Naturally, I hadn’t been able to resist teasing him throughout the whole session.

“Heyyy.”

I sidled up to him, standing close in his space as I cocked my head to the side.

“Jessica, you were really good today.”

“Aren’t I always?”

He laughed a little, conceding.

“Yeah, yeah. But seriously, I think you’re getting even fitter.”

“Mhmm, mhmm. Well, I know who to thank for all of that. You really push my body to the limit, you know?”

He turned away, no doubt hoping his blush would just look as though his face was red from his own workout.

“A-hmmm. Yeah, ehm…”

“I was thinking, actually…”

I stepped into his personal space, as he tried not to meet my gaze. It was cute he was acting a little shy, especially after we’d been fucking raw even last night. He probably didn’t want to be so conspicuous in the gym where he worked, but it wasn’t going to stop me from having my fun.

“… why don’t we continue our workout now? I have a great way we can blow off some steam.”

He turned, eyes close in my personal space as he met my gaze. His cock was fully hard in his shorts now, and if it wasn’t for my body blocking it from sight, I’m sure it would have been all too obvious for the other patrons of the gym.

“I think I’d like that.”

A suggestive smile, with an almost wild energy to it spread across my lips as I leaned in, whispering in his ear as my fingers interlaced with his:

“Good boy…”

I pulled him towards the men’s changing rooms, walking us inside. Perhaps luckily, there was no-one in there.

“J-Jessica, that was crazy reckless, what the hell!”

“Just shut up and go to that cubicle by the far wall, okay? Don’t you think the danger makes it hotter?”

He grumbled a little as he followed my command, heading to one of the disabled cubicles at the far end of the room. Most of the guys just changed in the main area, although the existence of the cubicles was still a nice touch for disabled patrons, providing a little privacy. Even then, I knew it wasn’t much, and although it would block the sight of us it would do nothing to disguise the sounds if anyone came in here.

As Mike walked off, I stepped forward, getting to enjoy the mirror and the few seconds I’d have unobserved before I joined him. Of course, I’d been subtly checking myself out all day in the gym mirrors, but now that I was alone I could really enjoy it. My gaze racked over my body with obvious lust as my pussy got even hotter and wetter. It still felt a little strange, even after wearing Jessica’s skin almost constantly for weeks; Such an exclusively female form of arousal, driven by such male libido.

I took a long sniff of my armpit, whilst my other hand felt up my thigh and finally around my crotch. There was such a potent smell, so interesting and different from how I’d smelt as a man, female pheromones pouring out of Jessica’s stolen, sweaty skin, sitting tight all around me. Her leggings were so damp with sweat too, clinging to me, getting hot and wet as her pussy juice began to ooze beyond her panties. I pressed into her camel toe, moaning just a little as the sweaty fabric got trapped between the damp folds, her outline obvious as a sparkle of female pleasure teased me just from that as my lust became even more pronounced.

I peeled those legging off myself now, feeling them stick to me, the sweaty fabric not wanting to leave me. My panties came with them, a strand of my juices being pulled with them and stretching before breaking as Jessica’s pink, shaven snatch was exposed to the chill of the changing room air. Her sports bra followed as my breasts bounced free, causing me to giggle just a little at getting to experience such a womanly feeling. Unable to restrain myself any further, I walked back to the cubicle, closing the door behind me just in time to see Mike’s eyes widen as he took in my fully naked form.

“You stripped out there…?”

“Don’t pretend like you don’t like it.”

I laughed, as I pushed him down onto the bench. He fumbled, moving fast but evidently a little too excited and nervous to be fully focused, as his shorts fell to the floor, before I slid on top of him. His cock was rock hard, pressing against my lower stomach, as I grabbed it and pressed it close to my skin. I could hear Mike sucking air through his teeth at the sudden sensation at my touch, while I watched on with satisfaction.

“So, that’s how deep it goes inside me? Woooww…”

Toying with him while I satisfied my curiosity like this was so enjoyable, practically just using Mike as an accessory to my pleasure. I couldn’t help but be amazed at my own skinwalker powers either, stealing Jessica’s whole reproductive system like I’d taken the rest of her skin, giving me her womb and the space to fit a cock neatly where they’d been nothing of the sort before.

Seeing me distracted, he finally decided to take some initiative, strong hands grabbing my sides above my hips as he lifted me and maneuvered me over his length. An expression of lust overwhelmed my face, before I used the strength in my knees to help him, before sliding down on his dick.

Both of us let out a moan, Mike feeling unbelievably good being welcomed into the hot, drenched warmth of my pussy, while the tight feeling of my inner walls being pushed apart felt so raw as I was filled.

“Mhmm… I love it…”

I moaned into his ear, the teasing, musical quality of Jessica’s voice leaving my lips dialing my pleasure even higher as I basked in the feeling of her entrance being stretched. Mike just grunted, equally overwhelmed, before he began lifting me up and down his cock, powerful arms and shoulders easily lifting my light, womanly body.

Not wanting to be outdone, I pushed myself along too with the power of my legs as we began to get into a rhythm. I pulled his shirt off before wrapping my arms around his back, pressing my sweaty boobs into his equally sweaty chest. He smelt of sweat too, his exertion in the gym working his body, and as we fucked a fleeting thought that I kinda liked the way he smelt now passed through my head.

Am I… attracted to his smell? Now I’m a woman, am I enjoying his masculine pheromones, just as he’s loving the feminine ones my body is giving out? I really have become such a slutty girl…

Time seemed to bend and shift and we lost ourselves in the pleasure of our illicit changing room sex, moaning into each other’s ears as dopamine waterfalled through our nervous systems.

The sound of the door opening echoed through the room. Idle chatter between four guys came, joking around with each other as they arrived for their workout. Immediately, Mike froze up.

We’re in such a compromising position… imagine if he was caught, a personal trainer at this gym, fucking one of his clients raw in the bathroom. Imagine the scandal…

I couldn’t help that the idea turned me on. There was a small hit of panic in Mike’s eyes, as he looked to the door of the cubicle. I raised myself up him again, a small squelching sound from the motion going unheard over the chatter outside, as his eyes turned to me with alarm. He went to open his mouth, maybe going to ask me to stop until they left.

I had to stifle my own laughter as I shoved my soaked panties into his mouth to silence him. He gagged just slightly from surprise, his massive blush and the pulsing hardness of his cock still inside me revealing how much I’d turned him on as I silenced him. I leaned in closer as I rode him, my motions sultry and subtle, my whisper sadistic and teasing,

“Ah, ahhh~! You don’t think I’m going to let you stop, do you? I know what you’re thinking, ‘Oh Jessica, what if I get caught, I’ll be fired!’. But Mikey, doesn’t it feel good? Aren’t you enjoying yourself?”

I smirked at him, pulling back so he could see my perfect smile, Jessica’s cute, slightly elongated canines seeming to glint in the shadow of the cubicle, while her sea-green eyes glowed with possessive intensity in my sockets.

“Don’t you know? Before you belong to this gym, you belong to me. You’re mine to use as I please for all my pleasure, whenever I like. But don’t worry, I’ll make sure you enjoy every second of it too. I’m nothing if not a kind mistress.”

I sped up my motions, the chatter outside getting louder as the men laughed and joked, as I fucked Mike raw just a few short meters away. Even as I quietly used him, a part of me hoped to be caught, fantasies of taking multiple guys as once, being the only woman, the center of their attention as they worshiped me, flashing before my eyes.

The door opened as the first guy left, the other three promising to follow. Mike gestured, hinting he was about to finish. I smiled as I pulled myself off him, leaning down and opening my mouth as I took his cock in it. I tasted my own pussy juice, the head slick with his pre-cum, as just one suck was all it took to push him over the edge. His hot seed erupted down my throat, as I greedily sucked him dry.

He panted as he finished, sweat glistening on his body. I stood over him, power flowing through mine. I opened my mouth, proudly showing off his seed all over my tongue with a sadistic grin, swallowing it all as the last few guys outside left.

“J-Jessica… holy fuck…”

He pulled my panties out of his mouth while he lay back on the bench, totally overwhelmed by the sex we’d just had. I giggled, basking in the rush of it all, the public sex, the perversion of our sweaty bodies and me thrusting my soaked panties in his mouth, and the intense feeling of power that came from dominating a man totally as a woman gave me.

“Ah, ahhh, Mikey. You don’t get to rest just yet. You haven’t made me cum. Why don't be be a good boy and finish me off?”

I climbed onto him, sitting on his face as my sweaty ass and pussy filled his vision. His obedient tongue got to work, as I leaned back moaning unashamedly in my girly voice, squeezing my tits.

I think I looovveee being Jessica…