Janice chooses for her

"You know what?" Janice says as Lauren's mind continues to spin. "Forget the machines. Let's do this the old-fashioned way."

"Huh?" Lauren asks in genuine confusion.

"We're going all the way back to basics. No machines, no gadgets, no..." The statuesque blonde looks at Lauren's enormous pile of 'enhancements.' "...Nothing artificial."

Lauren blushes a little harder as she nervously hugs her own body and sways back and forth.

Janice takes hold of Lauren again and looks her in the eyes. "We'll start with something nice and simple. Lie down on the floor and do 20 sit ups," the Amazonian trainer commands. "I'll hold your ankles to make sure you do them right."

Lauren's eyes go wide as her jaw drops. "Y-you... want me to...?" the flustered girl stammers.

She... she'll see everything!

Lauren's heart pounds in her chest as she starts sweating in fear.

"It'll be a great way to start," Janice says as she condescendingly pats Lauren on the head, making the small woman feel even smaller. "And it'll help with this!" The body builder giggles as she rubs Lauren's jelly belly.

The tiny, ticklish tyrant squeals and laughs uncontrollably, too distracted to notice Janice gently guiding her to the ground.

"Give me twenty girl! Let's work this belly!" The cheery blonde goddess commands as she presses down on Lauren's feet.