Back Into the Swing of Things

"Mia. Wakeup." Tanya said with a shake of Mia's body. She was wrapped around Tanya. If any moment need define 'being at peace', Mia would suffice. On some level, Tanya felt quite bad waking Mia up, but then again, she also began to see red as she imagined Simon Finch, wrapped around another woman, touching her and.....

They showered together, the first time since Mia's unfortunate surgery, and Mia begged Tanya not to touch her ass. For once, she seemed to be standing up for herself, and Tanya huffed.

"Too good for butt stuff, huh Simon?" Tanya said, only semi jokingly. Simon briefly considered how long it'd been since he'd heard the name 'Simon' come from Tanya's lips, before the hot water stopped, and Tanya began to dry both of them off.

"Right, let's take your old jeans to the Goodwill down the street. I'm sure someone will get a bit of use out of them." Tanya said as she watched Mia eat breakfast. Even without any makeup, she fit the look. Sort of.

"Ugh, um, can I just stay in....." Simon questioned, and for once, Tanya didn't correct him for not speaking as Mia, but she did snap back.

"Fine. You can skip out going to Goodwill with me. But you're going on your lil' gym date. I'm not letting you just cower in the house all day." Tanya said. "Bags are in the garage, right?"

"Si." Mia said, not wanting to argue, sitting as silent as a doll as she let Tanya do her makeup, even helping a bit as Tanya got herself ready for work. Seeing her leave with the trash bags, Mia popped her pain medication and got herself dressed, happy that the tight top and yoga pants from Prince fit her so well. Eventually, her phone buzzed, and he had arrived, meaning Mia needed to depart.

"Mary's clothes? They fit you well Mia!" Richard said as she slipped into the car. Mia smiled. Always the charmer.

"Senor Price, tu are a flatterer." She replies as he drives the two.

Mia tried her best on the fly, describing, as Richard kept repeating, 'the home country', with Mia trying her best to gush about it. A class of movie's from Latin America combined with TV knowledge on Mexico, his trip abroad to Mexico and an NYU alumni party in Cancun to make Mia try her best to explain what Mexico was like, and why she had to return; for someone who seemed intelligent, Richard bought it, and even seemed quite pleased.

"Mexico City, eh? Lovely city. Mary's favorite was Cancun. And part of your family is from their? The universe is full of chance I guess." He said, and the subject changed; they arrived at the gym and Richard handed Mia a shaker bottle full of....something.

"Try this. You haven't worked out in more than a week. This will have you wired up in no time. Caffeine, but safe." He said, and Mia, having forgotten her own water bottle, guzzled the drink.

Inside her brain, a dangerous mixture of anti-anxiety medication, high amounts of caffeine, pain medication and cognitive enhancers churned together. Mia was a bit too busy feeling out of sorts, since having tits strapped to her now threw off her rhythm, balance and general focus. On top of that, her body felt itchy, with Richard noticing the shift right away.

"Mia, you look a little off. Don't stress." He said, and walks her through each workout once more, her brain now focused, with the next time she loses focus being as she was walking out of the gym with Richard, who was only sweating a bit less then her.

Her head hurt, as did the rest of her body, while Richard was panting from their cardio before. He looked excited as they drove, and pulled something out from the back seat, Mia taking the offered bottle as she came down off her high.

"Try this! Mint. Lovely." Richard said, snapping a photo for Mia of her smiling and holding it, before she guzzled it down. The thing tasted like liquid ambrosia. Smiling and telling him it tasted amazing, she received another bottle, her stomach feeling a bit full, but not having the heart to refuse another taste test.

They pulled in front of Tanya's house.

Tanya felt her phone buzz as she sat in the coffee shop.

ALERT: Door opened and closed. Recording below.

Tanya smiled as the image presented, before she even began the video, was Mia and her older gentlemen suitor. What was his name, Rich? She put her headphones in and listened.

"I'm telling you Mia, I make a killer burger." He said as they walked into Tanya's home. Hm, interesting, Tanya thought to herself, Mia now was bringing back her men....

Mia hadn't meant to bring Richard back into her house, but, they began to talk of life, and Mia was super sweaty, so she wanted to get out of the car, but Richard said he could cook lunch. And subtly, he wanted to see Mia's home. She accepted, but told him she needed to shower, so the minute he was in, before he even got the lay of the land, she scampered off to wash the sweat off herself.

The shower was glorious, but afterwards was not. Mia had no bra's. Her girlfriend's didn't fit, and after the wardrobe purge of yesterday, it was slim pickings for shirts. So Mia ended up with a white tube top from Mary's clothing selection, and tight track shorts; it was a comfy outfit, and the smell of food made Mia approve it quicker than she might.

"Dios mio!" Mia said as she came out to the kitchen, Richard's kitchen making it look like he was cooking for Top Chef. "Aroma is....asombroso."

Richard smiled at the compliment. "Sit, sit, I was just making some lunch."

"Senor Richard, tu should not be cooking. Tu es Mi guest." Mia said, sliding into her chair all the same.

"Ah, please Mia. I have the meals I'm good at, and you can impress me with your dishes later. Now, Mary's favorite to eat, my favorite to cook, and what I promise you will be the best American meal you've ever had, my burgers." He said with a wink.

For all the acting Simon might do as Mia, he didn't have to act out one bit as he ate the food, and by the end of, he was more than full and sated. Richard smiled at Mia, dressed in an exposing top and shorts that hugged her so well, and same her get up and stretch.

"Senor Richard, tu es a cocinero. Good chef, as tu Americana might say." Mia said, taking her plate and placing it in the sink. "Yo will be, uh, como si dice, gordo....uh..."

"Take your time Mia." Richard said as Mia looked up at the ceiling.

"Fat. I'll be fat." Mia said as she took Richard's plate.

"Oh, no, definitely not Mia! That's such a common myth among women, you know, eat anything other than a salad, you're going to be a whale." Richard said with a smile. It was like he had the conversation before. He stood up. "Mary felt the same way. Listen, to get stronger and more lean, you have to grow a bit. Not fat. Don't let some myths dissuade you from enjoying food."

Mia was turned around to put the plate in the sink, but felt his hand on her stomach, the other on the small of her back.

"See, your stomach fat is low. Really, I'm glad you told me you were worried about this Mia, because I have had a bit of personal trainer experience, and it's such a concern for older women." He said, letting his hand rest on her ass, and then letting go. "You wait here."

He left for a few minutes, while Mia tided up the kitchen, not knowing quite what to do. Her brain felt foggy, her breasts sore, but her ass and back even sorer. Richard left himself back in silently, and Mia jumped a bit, scared.

"Dios mio! Senor Richard, tu es quiet." She said as the last dish went into the dishwasher.

"Sorry about that. Mia, meet your new best friend, the 24/7 Waist Trainer." Richard said as he showed her a small black....thing.

Richard had given it to her, explaining generally how to wear and use it, and then said she should go try it on. Mia felt completely incapable, shirt off, and confused, trying the damn thing on. It should've been so simple, but it was not. Richard stood outside the door, wondering what was going on. Eventually, he spoke up, sounding genuinely worried.

"Everything okay Princess?" He asked.

Mia, feeling frustrated with herself, annoyed with the waist trainer, briefly forgot the fact that her E-cups were bare to the world, and began to open the door. The surprise on Richard's face made Simon realize 'oh shit, my boobs', and Mia's hands created a hand bra, shyly letting Richard enter the room.

"Perdon, Perdon Mi por favor. Yo....." Mia tried to think of a word, but her horror for having showed her chest unintentionally (something Simon Finch never would have worried of) made her lose track.

"No worries Mi, please, I have a son, there's no need to be embarrassed about the human body. Now let me help you with this." Richard said a level of maturity that surprised Mia, getting her into the (simple) device in under 30 seconds, with Mia taking her hands off to feel the material, but rushing them back up to her tits.

Right. This was a new adjustment. Breasts. Not just a guys chest that no one cared about seeing. Now they were....tits. Mia tried not to focus on that idea too much, using one hand to cover her chest, another to feel the material, which was snug, but not a death grip like she imagined.

"Comfortable, right?" Richard asked with a smile, clearly not one to refuse a beautiful woman accidently baring her breasts to him.

Mia got a tank top on and she talked with Richard a bit more, who made plans to see her the next day, about to stand up before a lightning bolt struck him. "Oh, Mia, before I forget, download this app. It's a food journal. I have a subscription, super easy to use, and we can tack each others progress."

"Oh, Senor Prince, you're.....muy wonderful. Mi entrenador personal!" Mia said with a smile, letting him download the app on her phone and log into his account. He briefly frowned, and Mia saw why: the second individual tracking calories was named Mary Prince, before he changed it to Mia Lozano, handing it back to her.

"Easy. Make sure to scan everything you consume, or input it." Richard said, his own phone buzzing. "Business calls. Goodbye Princess Lozano." Richard said, surprising her with a peck on the lips, a grab of the ass, and leaving her apartment.

Tanya felt her phone buzz as she sat in the coffee shop.

ALERT: Door opened and closed. Recording below.

Tanya clicked through the notification and did not listen to the audio or video attached. She was on the phone with her father, who was flying out for a shoot very soon. It was his tradition to give his daughter a call before flights, since it was something he'd done when she was a young child. The topic came onto his dating life, with Mr. Cherith sheepishly admitting that he had not replied to any women.

Tanya rolled her eyes. None of this was worth it if her dad's confidence didn't skyrocket!

"Daddy. Reply to some of them. You got this. Not every girl is going to be like her...." Tanya said, feeling bile in her throat at the mention of her mother.

Mr. Cherith sighed. His daughter was right. More than right. Once the phone call with 'nya was done, he messaged a few women, Mia Lozano being amongst them. He had a plane to board, while Tanya had a some clothes to drop off at Goodwill, and a 'boy'friend to check on.

Mia Lozano was engrossed in Spanish lessons, and when reading over notecards and hundreds of words tired her, Spanish soap operas. Yawning after spending her afternoon productively, Mia heard the door open, and Tanya entered.

Dinner was good enough, and the two sat on the couch, Mia cuddled up with Tanya, in relaxed clothes. Sweatpants only. Tanya smiled a bit and spoke up.

"Mia. You have to start wearing a bra around the house. Not just for my sake, but because your back is going to be dead if you don't." She said with a light laugh. Mia looked like she thought it was a joke. Tanya stopped smiling. "I'm serious. Buy a bra."

"Uhm, Si Senora." Mia replied.

"We'll get you one tomorrow. Now, if I remember correctly, someone's solvent should be coming undone...." Tanya said as she snaked her hand around Mia's sweatpants, yanking them down, and very roughly removing the prosthetic. Simon's dick, tightly furled as it had been, looked a bit shriveled.

"Tan-Tanya, I'm uhm, it's cold." Simon said desperately, not having seen his dick that tiny in a long time. It recovered it's length after some freedom from the prosthetic, and Tanya smiled, mindlessly messing with it.

"Simon, I'll forgive the breaking character. But I thought of a sexy little game we can play." She said as her pinkie teased Simon's dick. Simon's mind raced. Please don't be butt stuff, please don't be butt stuff, he pleaded internally.....

"Have you replied to my dad today?" Tanya asked innocently.

Simon fumbled for his phone, and pulled up the dating app, realizing Tanya's dad had actually replied to him.

Mr Cherith: Funny enough, I quite like that movie and the team who created it.

Tanya groaned on Mia's behalf, as she put another finger on Simon's penis, smiling to herself. "He's dense sometimes. Redirect the conversation. Ask him about his film degree from NYU."

Simon, not one to question the woman holding his junk, began to type, with Tanya taking his free hand and putting it on his breast. "Hard mode. Start tweaking your nipple. I'll go as hard as you go."

Mia Lozano: Maravilliso, Yo knew tu were a buen match Senor Cherith. Como gusta NYU? Yo nunca College.

Simon was a mess by the end of the message, barely typing able to type a letter and do 'Mia speak'. His hand tweaking his nipple were setting off a sensation he'd never felt, and Tanya's hand was playing with his dick like a master, and Simon groaned.

"Cum-cumming." Simon mewled.

Tanya leaned over to whisper. "Every time you send him a message, I want you to remember this feeling." Tanya said with a smile as she finally let Simon cum. He came on his phone screen, sitting on his thigh, but he was in too much pleasure to care much.

By the end of the night, Simon's dick was sore, and Tanya's wrist sore, but she was quite pleased as she read through his texts.