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Tearing open the bag, Anna was greated by a worrying sight - there seemed to be very little material in there at all! On closer inspection, Anna found a tiny sports bra and thong, both soaked in sweat. 'Who exercises in a thong?', Anna mused, 'Surely that's gotta hurt like a bitch as it saws through your pu...'

That's when Anna saw the far, far wetter patch at the front, running in a long strip down the thong's crotch, and caught the powerful stench of sex eminating from it. 'Oh... That's a good way to motivate yourself, I suppose.'

She also found a pair of shorts, again very small on her, tied so tightly in the front that she couldn't undo the knot or pull them up over her hips, no matter how she struggled. They did, however dig into her thighs enough that when she kept them apart they would stay up.

Anna didn't really like the idea of having a sweat- and cum-soaked thong digging into her pussy, but at the same time the shorts are so flimsy and liable to fall off that if she didn't she would be running a very real risk of becoming bottomless. Moreover, the bra was also really small on her, and covered in sweat as well, but there was nothing else in the bag to wear except some even sweatier socks and indoor trainers.