The punishment?

She was jogging earlier so she was wearing running pants, crop top, white sneakers and white running socks. Suddenly her crop top started pulling upwards revealing her sports bra as it flew away. Her shoes then jumped off her feet and started walking towards the floating crop top. Her running pants then pulled down and flew towards the rest of the clothes, forming an outfit without her in it. Now she was only in a black sports bra, panties and white running socks.

"This jogging session was really exhausting, wasn't it?" the running outfit said.

She didn't respond to it. All she could do was stare at it in shock as it walked towards her.

"Let me help you..." the running outfit said as it pointed its sleeve at her.

Suddenly her panties slid down her legs and flew into air, inflating to her proportions. Her bra started playing with her breasts. It began bouncing up and down, rubbing its fabric against her nipples.

"FUCK! You fucking pervert!" She yelled, trying to stop her bra's movements with her hands.

However, her efforts didn't work. The bra kept bobbing up and down while rubbing its fabric against her nipples more aggressively, causing her to moan loudly in pleasure.

"Stop resisting! Relax. Enjoy yourself, you know you want to." the running outfit said seductively.

Her dirty black panties that she was wearing earlier decided that they want some action too. They floated towards her and stopped right in front of her face. The first thing she noticed was a well-defined camel toe on them. Then the smell hit her. She could smell her own sweat from jogging and the scent of her pussy coming out of those panties. She felt overwhelmed by the thought of it.

"Yea, enjoy yourself! Just relax and let yourself go!" The running outfit encouraged.