The Fiancé and the Fitness Instructor 
Copyright 1999 by Stormbringer 
Revised 2008

Dennis was laying on his side as he slowly ran his hands down
between his fiancé's breasts and over her belly. They had been
together now for eight months and tonight he had proposed,
setting the wedding for ten months in the future.

Michelle sucked in her belly as his hands touched her. "Don't
touch my stomach," she said, "I'm too fat."

"You're still the beautiful cheerleader I fantasized about in
high school," he replied lovingly. "Besides, I'm not exactly a
hot stud myself."

After high school, Dennis had taken over his father's car
dealership and was doing quite well for himself. One day, he had
walked into the local diner for lunch and he had seen a worn
sad-looking woman eating alone and he had recognized her
immediately, despite the fact that she was about sixty pounds
heavier then she had been in high school, ten years ago. He went
over to say hi, and despite the fact that it had taken Michelle
several minutes to remember who he was, ended up joining her for
lunch.

In high school Dennis had been a typical nerd. He was short, fat
and had worn large black rimmed glasses and ten years later he
looked exactly the same, except that he was also almost
completely bald. Dennis couldn't get over the changes in
Michelle. He didn't care about her appearance,  it was her spirit
that had changed the most. He remembered her as a fun loving
cheerleader, always quick to smile, and nice to everyone, even
nerds like himself. She had developed large breasts before any of
the other girls, and always got a lot of attention from boys, but
there had really only been one guy for her.

Jed was the star quarterback. He was muscular, handsome, and
bright. They dated all through high school and he had gotten both
an academic and a sports scholarship to go to college to become a
lawyer. Though every boy in school dreamed of having Michelle for
themselves, none could hate Jed, he was just too likable. The
only bad thing Dennis remembered about Jed was that he always
seemed to get way too drunk on weekends.

And that was the problem. As Michelle filled Dennis in on the
past ten years, he sadly nodded as she told him about her
marriage to Jed. In high school, Jed was known as a fun drunk, in
College, as a binge drinker, and as a married man, an abusive
husband. His descent began, right after they were married at the
age of twenty. Within a year he had been thrown out of law school
and took a job as an auto mechanic. He would spend his evenings
sitting in front of the TV drinking beer. At first he was fine,
but after a couple years, he had developed a temper. Jed took out
his own failings as a man on his wife, yelling and belittling her
constantly. Michelle's self esteem had been destroyed and she had
turned to food to get her through the day. His insults just kept
growing worse as she gained weight, until one day he had hit her.
Jed had said that he regretted it and had promised to change. She
had foolishly stayed with him. Then, after they had been married
five years, Jed had broken her arm after another fight. Michelle
had called the police and he had been sentenced to four years in
prison, for assaulting an officer, DWI, and spousal abuse.

Dennis asked Michelle out to dinner that night, and they had
begun dating.

"Did you?" he asked as they lay next to each other.

"No dear," she replied "but it doesn't matter, I still enjoy it."
Dennis was frustrated that he couldn't make his fiancé orgasm.
His penis was smaller then average and with his few previous
girlfriends he had always needed to stimulate them orally to get
them to orgasm. He tried with Michelle but her thighs were just
too chubby for him to position himself ideally.

Michelle was very sexually frustrated, but it was overshadowed by
the love she felt for Dennis. This wonderful, loveable man had
made her feel special again, loved, and needed. He was so much
more kinder and decent then Jed had been to her. She had never
regretted divorcing Jed, she only wished she had gotten custody
of his cock.

Jed had been an incredible lover. He fucked her almost every day
they were married with his big cock and she had never failed to
orgasm from his relentless pounding. She had always heard that
alcohol had a negative effect on sexual performance, but not so
with Jed. He would sit watching the TV while drinking beer
wearing only his boxer shorts. By the third beer, his cock would
be jutting out of his shorts, a rock hard eight inches. She would
be waiting on the couch for his orders, which usually were to
suck on his cock while he killed two more beers. She liked this
the most because the more Jed drank the longer he lasted. Five
beers and he was usually good for over an hour. As she got
fatter, he told her that he didn't want to look at her and would
just push her head down into the bed and fuck her ass or her
pussy while calling her names like his fat cum depository.
Strangely, her biggest orgasms had always been on the occasions
he had treated her like a slut.

She looked over at her future husband lying next to her almost
asleep, and thought he deserves better. He had given her back her
happiness and she should give him back something in return. The
answer came to her quickly. She would give Dennis back his dream
girl. She would work out and lose weight to get her figure back.
It would be the perfect wedding gift. Maybe she'd even squeeze
into her old cheerleading uniform for him on their honeymoon.

"Honey" she whispered, "are you still awake?"

"Hmmm," Dennis replied lazily.

"I want to join a gym, so that I can look good for you on our
wedding night." she told him. "Sure, anything you want, I'll even
give it a try." he replied. Dennis smiled to himself, as he
pictured the sexy cheerleader somersaulting on the football
field. He still didn't care how she looked, but he knew that if
she lost weight she gain back all her self respect, and just
maybe he would have the room to be able to eat her to orgasm.

*****************

They pulled on some baggy sweats and drove across town to the new
state-of-the art fitness complex. They paid the new membership
fees and were led into the owner's office. Dennis shook hands
with Tyrone Douglas, the owner.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Douglas." he said.

Tyrone was a local legend. He had graduated from Dennis and
Michelle's high school ten years before them and had enjoyed a
brief career as a professional heavy weight boxer. Unfortunately,
he wasn't that good, but he had won enough fights to open up his
new fitness center and was doing quite well for himself. Dennis
was impressed with Tyrone's physique. Tyrone wore loose fitting
shorts and a tight tank top to show off his bulging muscles, he
was also the blackest man Dennis had ever seen, not to mention
the most physically imposing. His physique resembled Mike Tyson's
only Tyrone was a little taller. Dennis felt his neck hurting as
he looked up at the black giant.

Tyrone looked over the two newbies. Probably quitters, he
thought. They'll last a week, maybe two and they'd start finding
excuses to stay home. Shame, the woman looks like she's got a lot
of potential.

Tyrone gave them a tour of the gym. He introduced them to Hans
and Steve, two white high school seniors who helped Tyrone out in
exchange for boxing lessons. Hans and Steve paid little attention
to them as they were busy flexing their biceps for a couple of
girls. Tyrone showed them the weight lifting room, the pool and
sauna, and the aerobics room. The aerobics room was filling up
with people and Tyrone said he would have to be leaving them soon
to instruct the class.

Dennis couldn't take his eyes off all the hot bodies in the class
room. Out of the 15 or so people in the room, about ten were some
of the hottest women he had ever seen. They wore tight body
hugging outfits to show off their lean hard bodies. He watched
them bend and stretch for a while before Michelle pulled him
away.

Michelle was curious how much she could bench press when Tyrone
ended the tour back in the weight room and she was glad when he
told her he'd spot her a couple times. Tyrone took a guess on the
weight and had Michelle lay back and give it a try. She lifted it
easily and he added a few pounds. Michelle readied herself again
and found herself looking up Tyrone's legs and into his shorts,
she gasped at what she saw there.

Dennis heard his wife gasp and figured Tyrone had put too much
weight on the bar.

Michelle couldn't believe the size of the cock and balls filling
out Tyrone's shorts. Never in her life had she seen anything so
intimidating. Soft, he was as big as Jed's had been when fully
erect. She pretended she was reaching out to grab it as she
slowly lifted the weights up and down. She pouted a little when
Tyrone asked Hans to take his place, but was shocked to see that
Hans also sported another incredibly thick, immense cock. Didn't
anyone here where underwear, she thought?

Dennis asked Tyrone to give him a hand and soon figured out the
reason for his wife's gasp earlier. Tyrone after showing Dennis
the basics, asked a reluctant Steve to take over as his class was
starting. Dennis asked his fiancé if she wanted a break and she
quickly agreed. He noticed she was breathing heavy though she
hadn't worked out that hard. Hans and Steve seemed relieved to
leave them and get back to their bimbos

Michelle had disappeared and he went to look for her. She was
standing at the window to the aerobics room seemingly mesmerized
by the intense workout taking place there. He was just as
impressed. Tyrone was leading the group through a combination
work-out/boxing routine, that looked similar to that Thai Bo
craze that's so popular now. He was even more impressed by the
three women in the front row. All three were gorgeous and well
built. He recognized one as Sara Adams the wife of a wealthy
friend of his. They went home that night a little tired and sore,
even though they really hadn't exercised that much yet. Michelle
said she was really looking forward to tomorrow.

*************

They had been going to the gym a month when Dennis started coming
up with excuses not to go. At first, Michelle was pissed off at
him. She didn't like working out alone, Tyrone was always very
helpful but he was usually busy with exercise classes, and Hans
and Steve never paid her any attention at all.

Michelle looked at her fat body in the mirror, Tyrone had put her
on a special diet and she had lost eight pounds from the dieting
and the exercise. She was right on track and wasn't about to
quit.

Over the next five months, the pounds seemed to be melting off
Michelle as she went to the gym at least four times a week.
Dennis had dropped out completely, preferring to stay home and
wait for her. He was really quite sweet. She would get back from
the gym all tired and sweaty and Dennis would always have a
bubble bath waiting for her or dinner on the table. He would
massage her sore body for her as she sighed contentedly while
soaking in the tub. Not to mention the fact that he was enjoying
all the benefits of her increased sex drive. She had lost 35
pounds and was proud of herself. She was also 5 pounds ahead of
schedule. She had 25 pounds to go over the next five months until
the wedding.

One month and six pounds later, Michelle came home ecstatic.
Tyrone had asked her to join his workout class. He had called her
into his office and told her how impressed he was with her
dramatic weight loss over the last few months and he thought his
class would help her reach her goals quicker. She had tried it
out that night and found she loved it. Every muscle in her body
was stretched and used as she went through the various routines.
She also made friends with some of the girls in the class.
Jennifer, Carla, and Sara all were very nice to her. They seemed
to take pity on the slightly plump girl in the baggy sweats. They
helped her with the routines and they partnered with her in the
weight room.

To celebrate her joining the class, Dennis thought he'd take her
out to dinner to celebrate. He fed her wine all through dinner
and she was very drunk by the time they got home. Dennis
immediately stripped her naked and laid her down on the bed. He
kissed all over her large breasts and then down her belly. She
didn't pull her stomach in as he slowly kissed his way down to
her crotch. His fiancé was panting with excitement as she spread
her legs for him. He found she had lost most of the weight in her
thighs and he had plenty of room between her legs. He started
licking around her vaginal lips and soon began fucking her with
his tongue.

Michelle found herself grinding her crotch into his face with
pleasure. After about ten minutes of his constant tongue lashing,
she had a small orgasm. She moaned as the orgasm coursed through
her body. It had been almost five years since she had cum and she
had almost forgotten how good it felt. She could swear she had
never seen Dennis so happy as at that moment when he made her
cum. Dennis turned her over on her stomach and raise up her hips.
She felt the head of his little penis penetrate her and her
fiancé began fucking her rapidly from behind.

********************

They had been fucking for an hour and Michelle had lost count of
all the times he had made her cum. Jed slowly removed his giant
cock from her pussy and ran it up to the little rosebud on her
ass. "Ready to become my ass-slut," he asked her. She nodded and
he had pushed his cock's fat head into her ass. It had been
painful at first, but the pain was soon replaced by a very full,
very intense feeling, and she came yet again when he began
fingering her pussy as he fucked her ass while she kneeled on the
blanket in the woods, surrounded by empty beer cans, music
blaring from his car parked nearby.

*******************

She awoke from the fantasy feeling Dennis squirt his small load
inside her after about five minutes.  He collapsed on the bed,
breathing hard. She felt guilty for thinking of Jed as she made
love to Dennis, But she missed being dominated by Jed's huge
cock.

The wedding was three months away and Michelle still had fifteen
pounds to go. Tyrone's classes were doing wonders for her body.
She was still a little chubby but now it was in the right places.
Dennis had called her his million dollar Botticelli.

She was punching out hard with her fists while watching her
girlfriends workout at the front of the class. You could stand
anywhere you wanted but they were always given the front row.
Michelle was really hot and sweaty from the strenuous workout. As
she did a couple stretching jumps she suddenly felt cool air from
the AC caressing her legs. She also heard laughter coming from
the group behind her. Startled she looked down and to her horror
saw that her sweat pants had fallen down to the floor leaving her
clad only in her baggy old panties. She quickly pulled them up
and held them at her waist as she turned crimson in
embarrassment. She felt relieved when Sara ran over and wrapped
her arm around Michelle before leading her off the locker room.

"There, there, honey," said Sara as she tried to console the
distraught young woman. "You've simply lost too much weight to
wear the same old sweat clothes. I have an old leotard you can
wear in my locker."

Michelle sobbed and nodded as she watched her friend fish around
in her locker for a leotard. Sara found it and pulled it out.

"I can't wear that," she gasped. "I haven't worn anything that
small since I was a teenager."

"Oh, don't be a baby," said Sara. "It'll be fine. And by the way,
throw out those old lady panties." Sara was laughing as she
returned to the class.

Michelle looked down at the leotard and shrugged. She stripped
down in front of the mirror and admired herself for a minute. Her
face had lost its chubby cheeks and her long blonde hair framed
her face prettily. Her ass was still a little big and there was a
little bulge in her stomach area, but the only thing that could
still be called fat was her breasts. They had been very saggy 8
months ago, her large nipples dangling down halfway to her navel
but now they had firmed up and her nipples were actually pointing
upwards a little.

She slipped into the leotard and pulled it up. The bottom was
actually smaller then her baggy panties had been and she saw a
lot of flesh sticking out the sides. She had to struggle to
contain all her breasts inside the cups as Sara's chest was a lot
smaller then hers and a lot a skin stuck out of the sides. She
was showing off a lot more skin then she liked to, and she
remembered Tyrone always saying, set your goals and stick to
them. Michelle smiled, her new goal would be to fit into this
leotard. She shyly returned to the aerobics class and paused at
the doorway.

Tyrone stopped in mid-kick and stared at Michelle. Never in his
life had he seen breasts as big as hers on so thin a woman. His
cock stirred in his pants and he imagined sliding it between
those breasts as she wrapped her lips around it's big head. That
was one hell of a body she had been hiding under those sweats.
Shame she was engaged and so shy or he'd try to fuck her tonight
instead of Carla.

The rest of the class noticed Tyrone staring and turned to look
at her also. Michelle was about to run and hide when Tyrone
started clapping, soon the rest of the class had joined him and
Michelle flushed at the compliment. It also turned her on to have
all these people admiring her and she felt her nipples harden and
they stretched out the already straining fabric of her leotard
even more.

"Living proof that my workout works, people," Tyrone shouted.
Then he blew his whistle and the all started shadow boxing as
Michelle joined them.

Michelle felt great when the workout was over and wanted to go
talk to Tyrone but he was escorting Carla into his office. Sara
and Jennifer came over and asked her if she wanted to join them
in the Jacuzzi and soak for a while. She readily agreed and wore
the leotard in as she didn't own any bathing suits. Both Jennifer
and Sara wore what Michelle considered to be completely
scandalous bikinis. At first she was a little put out but then
decided that if her body ever got that fit she'd show it off with
a little bikini too. The girls laughed and talked for a while.
Michelle really liked them, they had a lot in common, her three
friends had all been popular cheerleaders like her, though they
had kept their bodies in good shape after school. Michelle did
find them to be a little stuck up though.

"What's taking Carla so long," she asked?

Jennifer and Sara stopped talking and looked at her for a minute.
Then Jennifer spoke up, "Tyrone often gives us some , ah, private
lessons."

Michelle thought back and did remember that after each class,
Tyrone would leave with one of the three girls. Perplexed she
asked, "What do these private lessons entail?"

"Oh, mostly he just makes us stretch," Jennifer replied and she
and Sara giggled together.

Must be some private joke, Michelle thought. She looked up when
Sara announced she was hot and going to go swim a few laps.
Jennifer went with her and Michelle changed to go home. She was
heading out the door when she saw Carla leave Tyrone's office.
Her friend's hair was all matted and she was walking kind of bow
legged. Michelle figured Tyrone must have really made her
stretch. Maybe he'd give her a few private lessons some time?

****************

It was one month until the wedding and Michelle had accomplished
her goals. She was five pounds heavier then she had been in
school, but she attributed it to her increased breast size as the
rest of her body matched her teenaged self. She had been busy
with wedding plans and had missed a couple workouts. Funny, she
thought but the girls have grown kind of distant this past month.
Tyrone had positioned her at the front of the class with them and
she had figured they were upset with her for intruding on their
little click.

Michelle was furious when she returned home to Dennis that night.
"That bitch, those bitches," she screamed at her fiancé. "I asked
Sara to spot Me. She had the nerve to ask for her leotard back
and they told me they didn't want to be friends with me anymore."

Dennis watched his future wife crying, she could be so naive
sometimes. "Honey, they're just jealous," he told her.

"Wh.. what do you mean?" she said.

"You know how competitive women are," he replied. "Think back to
your high school friends, and with your new body you outdo them
in every category imaginable."

Michelle remembered her high school days. Dennis was right, she
thought. All her friends had always been constantly trying to
outdo each other. Clothes, makeup, boys, everything. And she had
won, she thought. She had the hottest boyfriend and the biggest
breasts back in high school. All last month at the gym. Tyrone
had been paying her a lot of attention as her body shrunk to fit
the leotard. They were jealous of her for being the teacher's
pet. Though they all stood in the first row together it was like
she had bumped them to number two. I'll show that bitch, Sara,
she thought. If she wants to take away my leotard, I'll just have
to by one that's even sexier. Even better, she thought, the next
night's Sara's turn with Tyrone, I'll just have to get him to be
my personal trainer that night. She laughed as she imagined the
look that would be on Sara's face when Tyrone showed Michelle his
private stretching exercises.

The thought of competing with the other girls made her horny and
she kneeled before Dennis and unzipped his pants. She took his
penis in her mouth and deep throated him easily. Dennis sighed
and laid back to enjoy the sensations. Michelle didn't blow him
often and he always looked forward to the occasions when she did.
It also met that she would expect him to return the favor. Not
that he minded, there was nothing he liked better then looking up
her stomach as she writhed in pleasure while he ate her. He was
frustrated with it though, he had tried for hours and had never
been able to make her cum again.

*****************

Michelle had trouble taking it in her mouth the first few times.
Jed's cock was just too big. Tonight they had left the prom and
he was a lot drunker then normal as he drove to a party at his
best friends house. He had led her behind some bushes and pushed
her to her knees, dirtying her white nylons and crumpling her
prom dress. He had made her take the plum-sized head of his long
cock in her mouth and stopped her. She looked up at him in
curiosity as she held his cock-head between her lips. "Are you
ready to become my cum-slut?" he asked. Michelle nodded, bobbing
her head up and down his cock. He had grabbed her head and fucked
her face hard. Her jaw was sore but after a little while she
learned to relax it. After about forty minutes she had felt his
cock's head swell up and her mouth filled with hot semen. She
tried to spit it out, but ended up swallowing a lot. Jed always
came buckets.  He pulled his cock from her mouth. His semen never
stopped shooting from the end of it as he pointed it at her face
. "I now christen thee, my cum-slut." he said as three large
globs of semen splattered all over her hair and face. She had hid
her face in disgust as she ran through the party goers and to the
bathroom to clean his mess off. After a while she had grown to
love the taste of Jed's sperm.

*******************

Afterwards, as they lay resting after sex, Dennis said, "I'm
sorry you lost your friends. If you want me to come help spot you
I will."

"Oh, that's ok, honey," she replied. "Hans and Steve have been
helping me a lot. They're really quite nice."

"Good" said Dennis as he rolled over to go to sleep. Funny, he
thought as he drifted off, He could swear she had complained
about Hans and Steve never having enough time for her as they
were always trying to pick up some bimbos. Anyway, he felt
relieved as he really didn't want to start going back to the gym.
He should do something special for his future bride though. He
finally settled on surprising her the next night at the gym and
taking her out for dinner and a show to celebrate the new
improved Michelle.

*******************

Michelle went shopping the next day. Her first stop was a
swimwear outlet. She actually spent several hours looking for
just the right bikini. The one she settled on was a tiny white
string bikini, smaller then any she had worn as a teenager. The
cups just barely covered her nipples and it showed a lot more of
her breasts then it covered. The panties were about as close to a
thong as she could get without being thrown out of the club for
indecency. The sales girl was so impressed with Michelle's body
that she asked if she wanted to be a model in any of the store's
ads in the local paper. Michelle said no, but she actually
considered it.

Michelle felt wonderful as she went down to the dance store to
look for workout clothes. She looked good, she felt good, men
were flirting with her again, and she had the most wonderful
caring man in the world about to marry her. Thanks to Dennis and
her workouts she had her self esteem back.

She spent an hour looking for workout clothes. She finally
settled on a small set of bottoms and a tight half shirt that
hugged her breasts and showed off her bare, flat stomach. Oooh
sexy, she thought as she ran her hands down her sides. As an
afterthought she also bought a more modest outfit to wear around
Dennis as he probably wouldn't approve of her sexy one.

Michelle had always been very fair skinned and decided to hit a
tanning salon before going home. She figured a tan would contrast
nicely with her new white bikini. She stripped naked and laid in
the tanning booth. The only thing Michelle was unhappy about her
new body was a few faint stretch marks and as she tanned they
slowly disappeared removing all traces of the former fat girl.

******************** Dennis watched Michele leave for the gym. He
was relieved to see that she was wearing a new pair of sweat
clothes over a new modest leotard. It still showed off a lot of
Michelle's hot body, but then a body like hers is hard to hide.
Anyway, thought Dennis, it's a lot more conservative then that
thing Sara had given her. When he was sure she was gone, he
quickly pulled out his best suit and got a tasteful new dress out
of her closet. He checked to make sure he had the theater tickets
and sat down to wait a few hours for her to finish. He figured
the gym was closer to the theater and she could get ready there.

Michelle had left early. She wanted to get to the gym and ask
Tyrone to become her personal trainer for the remaining three
weeks until the wedding. There was a short wedding dress she had
her eye on but, it was a size too small and with Tyrone's help,
she could probably be able to fit into it by the wedding.

She was disappointed to see that Tyrone was nowhere to be found
and she decided to wait by the pool. She went into the locker
room and changed into her new bikini. Briefly, she had second
thoughts about wearing such a skimpy thing in public. Oh well,
she laughed, if you got it flaunt it. Besides, if that stupid
leotard had made her ex-friends jealous wait till they get a load
of me now. Smiling she walked out to the pool, There were about
five guys relaxing or swimming laps and they all stopped to watch
her as she reached out and felt the water with a dainty little
foot and then sat down on the edge. It had been over 6 years
since she had gone swimming or even worn a swimsuit for she had
been ashamed of her weight and she looked forward to taking a
dip. Suddenly, two muscular bodies sat down on either side of
her. They sat uncomfortably close and Michelle found herself
becoming a little aroused as their skin rubbed against hers. She
looked up into the smiling faces of Hans and Steve.

"That sure is one hot bikini, Michelle," Hans said as he ran his
eyes all over her body.

"Yeah, hot," agreed Steve.

She thanked them and the three sat around talking for a little
while. Steve reached down and playfully splashed her and she
realized that they were hitting on her. They were both two of the
hottest boys she had ever seen. The only one at the gym with a
better body was Tyrone and she was flattered to have two hunky 18
year olds hitting on her. She was pushing thirty and remembered
that at 18 she had considered that to be middle-aged, if not down
right old. The fact that their tiny bathing suits packed two
incredibly immense bulges didn't hurt either.

Hans and Steve both put a hand on her bare legs and began rubbing
up and down. This was going a little too far and she decided to
jump in the water to get away from being sandwiched between them.
Big mistake, and I mean BIG, she thought as this put her eye
level with their crotches. Their cocks strained at the fabric of
their suits and she realized they were both half erect from
excitement. The head of Han's massive cock was peaking out at her
over the top of his suit. Wow, I caused that she thought to
herself with pleasure as she stared at their bulges. "Like what
you see?" asked Hans a smile on his face.

Michelle just nodded never taking her eyes off their crotches.
They were both bigger then Jed's cock and she fantasized briefly
of having them dominate her right there in front of everyone.

"Why don't you come visit the sauna with us?" Hans asked her.

They wanted to fuck her, both of them! She thought of all the
orgasms those immense cocks could give her and almost said yes.
Michele shook her head no, and reminded them that she was
practically married. She was saved by the appearance of Tyrone on
the other side of the pool and called out for him to wait for
her. The boys looked disappointed as she swam off.

She couldn't get the visions of what their cocks must look like
out of her head and she found herself checking out Tyrone's bulge
as she climbed up out of the pool. She noticed he just stared at
her body as she stood before him dripping wet and she kept
glancing at his bulge. Sure enough it was growing under his
shorts. She hadn't ever forgotten the vision of his naked cock
when she had looked up his shorts the first day at the gym.

"Tyrone, some of the girls tell me that you act as their personal
trainer," she said and for the first time he took his eyes off
her body and looked her in the face. "I was wondering if you
would give me some private lessons before my wedding." Odd he
seems shocked at my request, she thought. "Sara tells me you
really work them hard and stretch them out."

"I'd be delighted," he responded, a big grin on his face, showing
off his white teeth against his black skin. "How about tonight?"

Tyrone couldn't believe what a slut Michelle was. She had just
blatantly asked him to fuck her before she got married and hadn't
even looked embarrassed as she did it. If he had known she was
this easy, he would have fucked her a couple months ago.

Michelle told him she couldn't wait and watched him stare at her
breasts again before walking off. She was delighted, that'll show
that bitch Sara, she thought. She'll go home early as I work out
with Tyrone. She looked around and noticed Hans and Steve were
staring at her body and so was everyone else in the room.
Thinking something was wrong she looked down and to her horror
realized that her white bikini was completely see thru when wet.
The cold water and all the visions of big cocks floating around
her head, had her long nipples jutting out an inch from her suit
and you could make out her pubic hairs through her bottoms. With
a shriek she covered herself and ran back to the locker room,
hearing laughter behind her. No wonder Tyrone kept staring at her
body, she thought. The bottom of her crotch was soaked and not
just from being in the pool as she thought about standing before
the giant black man practically naked.

Michelle changed in the locker room. The others had arrived and
were all readying themselves for their workout. Sara, Jennifer,
and Carla ignored her as usual. She had been ready to tell Tyrone
she had changed her mind if Sara threw a kind word her way.
Instead, they looked thoroughly disgusted as she entered wearing
the skimpy bikini.

Michelle fiddled around waiting for the others to leave, she
wanted to make an entrance in her new outfit. When she was alone,
she quickly threw the tight half shirt on over her naked breasts
and pulled the bottoms on over her tiny bikini panties. As she
headed to join the class, she passed the sauna and paused when
she heard voices. Hans and Steve were in there talking

"Man, I still can't get over how sexy that bitch looked today at
the pool," Hans was saying.

"Yeah, can you believe that's the old fat chick from a couple
months ago," Steve replied.

Michelle felt the blood race through her veins. They were talking
about her. She paused at the door and listened as they talked
about all the things they wanted to do to her. Her knees grew
weak as she heard them talking about fucking her ass and making
her suck their cocks.

"God, my cocks getting hard, just thinking of her, " said Hans in
frustration.

Michelle had to get a glimpse of their cocks. She pushed the door
open and stifled a gasp at what she saw. They were laying back
with their eyes closed naked and enjoying the steam bath. Their
gorgeous hard bodies glistened with water droplets and were very
impressive, but not as impressive as their cocks. Steve's was
really fat and looked to be about 7 inches as it laid across his
leg semi-erect. Hans was closer to full erection and was about 8
inches as he slowly stroked it with his eyes closed. She wanted
nothing more then to stand there forever watching those young
studs with their big cocks but Hans interrupted her thoughts.

"Man, that slut doesn't have a clue, how hard she's going to get
fucked tonight," he said.

"Yeah he's going to ruin her for the rest of us," Steve said.

Michelle was hurt, they weren't talking about her they were
talking about one of their bimbos. Disappointed, she backed out
of the sauna and joined the class.

Her spirits lifted at the reaction she got from the group. The
men openly ogled her new outfit and the women seemed to turn
their noses up at her. Her former friends tried to muscle her out
of the front row, until Tyrone with a grin asked her to stand up
front with him. The rest of the hour she danced next to Tyrone
facing the jealous looks from the girls. The only downside was
that her new bottoms were chafing her.

Everyone headed back to the lockers after they were finished
except for Sara and herself. Tyrone motioned for Sara to come
talk to him and with a look of triumph she joined him up front.
As Michelle watched Tyrone tell Sara that he wouldn't be giving
her private lessons tonight, she could see her face fall with
disappointment and then fury as she turned to look at Michelle
standing there. The fury turned to a look of anguish and Michelle
could swear she was crying as she ran from the room. Gees, I only
beat you out of a workout, Michelle thought, lighten up already.

"Ready," she asked Tyrone.

"Impatient are we," he asked?

Michelle just nodded her head as he led her back to her office.
Michelle looked around Tyrone's office, and she noticed a stained
exercise mat on the floor.

"Where do we start?" she asked.

Tyrone just shrugged and removed his tank top revealing his
fantastic chest. Wow, she thought he must really be going to work
me hard, he never takes his shirt off in class. She told him to
take it easy as her bottoms were chafing her.

"Take them off then," he said with a grin. Tyrone watched as she
looked kind of thoughtful and then with a shrug slid them down
and stood there in her bikini panties from earlier at the pool,
she stood back up and looked at him. Tyrone just stood there
confused for a minute until it hit him, she was playing games
with him. Well if she wanted to role play he was up for it.

"Ok, Michelle why don't you get down on your hands and knees over
on the mat. Michelle got down on the mat and looked back at him
expectantly. He positioned himself behind her and told her to
kick back with her right leg as he held it out for her.

"Sara told me how much you make them stretch back here, and I
just had to try it for myself," she said nonchalantly, as she
kept kicking back with one leg.

What a fucking tease, thought Tyrone. From his vantage point he
could see the thin layer of fabric from her bikini working its
way into her ass as she stretched her leg. He had her switch legs
and the fabric twisted up and slid completely between her cheeks.
She made as if she was going to reach back and pull it out, but
he just slapped her hand away and yelled "Don't stop now your
doing great.; She put her hand back down and began kicking even
harder. Ah, thought Tyrone she likes being told what to do. He
could see her big tits straining at her half-shirt as they hung
there jiggling from her leg thrusts.

"Harder, harder," he barked as he stood up. "Now switch legs."

Tyrone stood up and pulled off the rest of his clothes. His long
dark cock was jutting out before him. It was just over twelve
inches and seemed to constantly leak precum. "Harder, harder," he
kept yelling as he kneeled between her legs and pointed his cock
at her crotch. He hooked a finger under the fabric between her
ass cheeks and began to pull it out of her crack.

Michelle looked back at him confused. All she could see was his
big black barrel chest sticking up over her butt. It looked like
he was fucking her doggy style and she shivered at the thought.

"W...what are you doing," she asked?

"I'm worried about your circulation," he replied. "Don't stop
kicking."

She continued to kick and shivered again as his finger slowly
pulled out her bathing suit and slid down towards her vagina.
Tyrone pulled the fabric back from her pussy lips and he
positioned his cock head at the opening as he quickly grabbed her
stretched out leg.

Michelle jumped when he roughly grabbed her leg. She was confused
for a brief second until she felt something big pushing into her.

"Tyrone stop. What are you doing?" she screamed.

"I'm turning you into my personal cock-slut," he said as he
pushed about half his cock into her.

She was engulfed by waves of pleasure when he called her that.
His cock was in deeper then Dennis ever reached and it was twice
as fat. Dennis! She couldn't betray him like this.

"Tyrone, please stop," She begged. "I can't cheat on Dennis."

"You were begging me to fuck you before you got married an hour
ago, bitch," he grunted as he pushed 8 inches in.


"Ooww," she screamed as it hurt her a little. It was as deep as
Jed's now and it had been a long time since she felt a cock in
her that deep, and the pain from his width was being replaced by
a feeling of intense pleasure.

"P..lease st..op now," she moaned. "I thought we were just going
to be w..orking out."

"Bitch, nobody can be that stupid," he said and he buried all
twelve inches to the hilt. She had the hottest, tightest pussy he
had ever fucked and he began fucking her with the entire length
of his cock.

"Ahhhh" she screamed. "Please d..on't, pleeease stop," she
moaned. She felt the beginnings of a big orgasm stirring in her
belly. "Pleeease don't st..op."

Tyrone smiled at that and began to fuck her harder. For a second
she had almost convinced him she was just  here to exercise.
Stupid white sluts, he thought, why do they always have to
pretend they don't want It? She was shaking beneath the pounding
of his foot long rod and he knew she was getting close to a
really big orgasm. He grinned evilly and pulled his cock out.

Michelle was in heaven. She had gotten addicted to the almost
daily orgasms her ex-husband had given her. She now knew how a
smoker felt. You can go for five years without a cigarette and
still crave one every day until you break down and have one, then
your hooked again. The small orgasm Dennis had given her a few
months ago had been like a quick puff compared to what was
happening to her now. It was close, then a little closer, then
she felt him pull his cock out and she started screaming. "Put it
in," she cried. "I'm close, dammit, put it back in."

Tyrone laughed at the panicky woman. He was holding his cock's
head right on her pussy lips teasing her. She was squirming
around trying to push back but he wouldn't let her. It took a lot
of self control not to thrust his cock back into that hot pussy,
the results were always worth it.

"Please Tyrone, I need it." she pleaded, tears in her eyes.

"Need what?" he asked.

"Your cock," she moaned in frustration.

"Tell me how much you need it," he said as he slowly pushed just
the first few inches of his cock into her again.

"I need your cock in me, I need to cum," she moaned as he began
slowly fucking her again with half his cock.

"Why can't your boyfriend make you cum?" he asked.

"N.no hee c.can't," she managed to squeeze out between deep
breaths. She felt it coming again as he pushed it in deeper, the
head beating on her cervix.

"Why can't he?" he asked.

"His d...ick is tooo smm.all" she answered. Why was he making her
say these things?

"How big is it?" he asked.

"L..ess then h.half as bbbbig as yours," she moaned as she
started to shake uncontrollably.

Tyrone slowly pulled his cock out until only about five inches
was buried in her. This was how he hooked them. He called it
comparison fucking. Remind them of what they had at home and then
show them what they could get from him. Pretty soon she'd be his
sex slave, just like the rest of those sluts in his class. "Is
this all that Dennis has?" he asked.

"No, he's not as thick," she said. "Your still bigger." Why was
she betraying the man she loved like this? Was that really all
Dennis had? The orgasm was fading again as he fucked her with
only half his cock and she kept trying to push her ass back
needing more.

"I you want more you'll have to beg." he demanded.

"I need more," she pleaded. "I need your cock."

Tyrone pulled another two inches out. "Not good enough." he said.

"I need your big cock," she said in desperation. "Fuck me with
your big cock."

"A little better," he said and pushed it in about half way again.
She needed a hint. "White boys have cocks this big. What kind of
cock to you like?"


Her eyes opened wide as she realized the truth, only a black cock
could give her what she really needed. "Black cock. I need BLACK
cock," she pleaded in desperation. "Fuck me with your big black
cock."

Happiness spread through Michelle's body as he pushed his cock in
all the way again. She had said the right thing and he was
pleased with her. The feeling of impending orgasm was coming back
as he started picking up speed. Never had she felt so alive.
Every nerve in her body was tingling as the orgasm approached.

Tyrone was close. There was one last thing he had to do. He
pulled it out one last time, leaving only the fat head in. "Will
you do anything I tell you?"

"Yes, anything," she said in frustration.

"Are you my COCK-SLUT," he yelled?

"Yes, I'm your cock-slut," she said as she submitted to him
completely.

"Yyyesss" she screamed as he fed her all his cock again
triggering her orgasm.

Tyrone felt the ache in his balls and then it was gone as his
semen began flowing up his long cock to erupt deep inside her
pussy. He hadn't had sex in three days and his orgasm seemed to
last forever. He felt his semen leaking out of her pussy around
his cock.

Michelle felt fireworks going off deep in her womb. The
explosions spread out through her body. It traveled down to her
pussy soaking his cock with her juices. His hot semen just kept
spraying hard, deep within her vagina prolonging her orgasm. She
felt her orgasm traveling up her spine and into her brain. The
endless waves of pleasure overloaded all her senses and her eyes
rolled up into her head as she collapsed on the mattress.

Dennis was waiting by her car in the parking lot. He was starting
to get worried, there were only a few cars left and it was
getting late. Michelle had said she'd be late as she hoped Tyrone
was going to become her personal trainer to help her fit in that
small wedding dress she wanted. He better go find her. He grabbed
the bouquet of roses he had bought her and draped her cocktail
dress over his arm and walked towards the gym.

Tyrone walked over to his desk and grabbed a towel off his chair
and began wiping all the sweat from his body. His cock was still
half hard as he looked over at his new slut. Michelle's head was
buried in the mat and she seemed to be mumbling to herself. She
still wore those titty huggers and her ass was still sticking
straight up in the air, the string of her bikini bottoms pulled
off to the side. Her pussy was gaping open and there was a
constant trickle of semen dripping to the mat adding to the
stains of his previous conquests. The little pink rosebud of her
ass stared at him invitingly and his cock got hard again. He
really wanted to see those oversized titties but they'd have to
wait. Can't pass up an opportunity like this he thought as he
grabbed a bottle of oil out of his desk. He also grabbed the
phone and set it beside her.

Tyrone could just make out what she was saying as she mumbled in
her semi-comatose state while he oiled up his cock. She just kept
repeating, "black cock sooo good," over and over again. He had a
couple friends he'd introduce her too if she liked black cock so
much.

Tyrone didn't waste any time, he knew this always hurt the first
time and wanted to get her while she was still half passed out.
He loved butt-fucking and the gym was a great place to do it, as
they were always clean from showering before and after working
out. He watched her anus open up to accommodate him and the large
head of his cock disappeared inside her. His cock slid in easier
then he had thought and he realized she wasn't a back door
virgin. Not that it wasn't tight. She did wince in her sleep as
he passed the eight inch mark.

****************

Michelle was on her hands and knees in the middle of the African
Savannah wearing her cheerleader uniform. The plain was filled
with lions and other animals but they ignored her and Jed as he
butt fucked her clad only in his football jersey. Michelle had
been scared at first but had grown to love being Jed's ass-slut.
She looked over her shoulder at her husband as he buried his cock
up to his balls in her ass. Jed held a beer to his lips and as he
gulped his cock seemed to stretch deeper into her then it had
ever been as the hot African sun was slowly turning Jed's skin
darker and darker. Her eyes widened as his shirt started ripping
as his already large muscles got even bigger. It was like
watching Bill Bixby turn into the incredible hulk. Only this hulk
was black. Jed's black face stretched out becoming broader. The
next thing she knew she wasn't in Africa but on a mat in Tyrone's
office getting her ass reamed out royally.

"Call your fiancé and tell him your going to be late. Tyrone
ordered.

Still groggy Michelle shook her head and saw the phone lying next
to her. Poor Dennis, how could she betray him like this? Tyrone
stopped with a little less then half his cock in her so that she
could talk and she dialed his cell phone number.

Dennis was reaching to open the gym door when his phone rang.


"Ohh hi honey," said his future wife, "My personal trainer is
really making me stretch tonight and I'll be home in about three
more hours, oohh kay.

Dennis heard Tyrone's voice in the background say "so tight" and
he thought he was referring to her muscles as he worked her hard.


"Just relax dear," he said. "stretching is good for you, and I
want you to look good for our wedding Ok."

"Ok," she said and hung up.

Dennis chuckled to himself, she'd change her mind once she saw
the flowers. He entered the gym. A long hall traveled down to the
admissions desk, past Tyrone's office. Tyrone had two doors in
his office. One in the hallway and one that opened directly into
the gym. Dennis looked at his watch, as he passed Tyrone's
office. If they didn't hurry they'd be late for the play. He
stopped when he heard sounds coming from the office. Curious, he
peeked through the blinds.

Dennis's eye grew wide with horror at what he saw and the roses
he had brought to celebrate the new and improved Michelle hit the
floor.

The new and improved Michelle was a slut. Tyrone was fucking her
hard with the black monster he had gotten a glimpse of on his
first day at the gym. How long had his fiancé been cheating on
him? His eyes widened in shock when he realized Tyrone was
actually fucking her ass with his cock. Dennis's little penis
retreated into is scrotum in humiliation and he slid down the
wall and started to cry.

"Aaghh!" Tyrone bellowed as he came again. He heard Michelle moan
as he pulled his still squirting cock out of her ass and sprayed
her cheeks with his seed.

He left her on the mat and rolled his chair over before her. "I
want to see them titties," he said as he yanked off her halter
top. He stood her up before him as he sat in the chair, and as he
was eye level with her breasts he started sucking on her nipples
to her delight.

"Tyrone," she interrupted his sucking. "I said I'd do anything
you wanted, but just for tonight. Once I'm married, I will be
faithful to my husband."

Tyrone just grinned at her. Stupid bitch, still thought she had a
choice in the matter. He needed to teach her a lesson and as he
needed some time to recuperate he told her to wait here and he
got up and left the office. Hans and Steve were cleaning up the
gym when the heard their boss yell "Hey, boys I got that bonus
you were asking for." They looked up to see a naked Tyrone
grinning at them. They looked down at his colossal cock dangling
down about eight inches.

"That's not the kind of bonus we were thinking of boss." said
Steve

"Not me idiots," Tyrone said. "Just come with me."

Dennis was crestfallen at his fiancés betrayal, but the image of
Tyrone and Michelle's two perfect bodies together kept imposing
itself on his mind. and his dick started to get hard. He got back
up and peaked back into the room. Michelle was on her knees with
her head resting on a chair. Sperm was drying on her ass and
there looked to be a pool of the stuff on the mat. He was
thinking about running in to pull Michelle out, when Tyrone
returned.

Tyrone was still buck naked when he walked back in. He held the
door open and Hans and Steve entered behind him. Steve looked
kind of stunned and Hans just yelled "hot damn" and began
stripping.

"Boys, Michelle here is going to do whatever we tell her for the
next three hours," Tyrone informed them. "Then she plans on being
faithful to her husband."

"Tyrone, I don't know what you were thinking, but I can't sleep
with all three of you." Michelle said as she shook her head in
denial. Dennis heart filled with joy when he heard that this
would just be a one time occurrence and he relaxed a little. He
saw that Steve's cock was about eight inches and very thick.
Han's was about nine inches long and skinny but still thicker
then Dennis's own penis. Michelle opened her mouth to protest
again as the two naked young studs approached her and Hans just
stuffed her mouth full of his cock to shut her up. She soon gave
in and started slurping on it lovingly. Tyrone sat down and
directed the three stars of his very own live sex show. He
reached down and started stroking his cock as he ordered the
three white people around. Dennis started stroking his penis and
came after about three strokes.

Michelle was doing everything Tyrone demanded. She fucked and
sucked both Hans and Steve's cocks and let them titty fuck her.
At one point she was riding Steve's thick cock and Hans had
pushed his up her ass. Tyrone stood up and had Michelle suck his
cock while the two boys fucked her, so that every one of her
holes was stuffed full of cock. Most of the time Tyrone just sat
in the chair holding his cock. Dennis kept thinking he looked
like some kind of King holding an ebony scepter, the sign of his
power, and graciously rewarding his followers by letting them
fuck his concubine.

Dennis knew he could never satisfy Michelle the way these three
could and he felt weak and emasculate. Michelle had screamed in
orgasm dozens of times as she fucked the two boys.

After several hours, the boys crawled off her and rested against
the walls. Their long penises hung over the legs and dribbled
semen on the floor. They had the stamina of eighteen year olds
and had cum about four times each, and they both seemed
exhausted.

Michelle just crawled over to their king and stated slurping on
his cock again. He pulled her up had her ride him as he sat on
his throne. Dennis heard his fiancé scream and then she collapsed
on Tyrone's massive cock. Tyrone looked unperturbed and he just
put his beefy hands under her thighs and lifted her up and down
on his cock like she was a pair of dumbbells. She woke up,
moaning as he fucked her and Tyrone lifted her off his cock and
set her down in the chair as he stood before her. He put both her
hands around his cock and had her jerk him off.

"Are you my cum-slut?" he asked.

Michelle just nodded yes, as she stared as his cock in awe. The
huge head seemed to double in size before the pee slit opened and
sprayed her face with his cum.

Dennis watched the four lovers laughing and then Tyrone threw
Michelle over his shoulder and the group headed off to the
showers to clean up. Dennis drove home still shaken by what he
saw. He sobbed off and on, crawled into bed after hiding the
flowers and putting away the dress. He pretended to be asleep
when Michelle came home about two hours later.

The wedding went off without a hitch and it was the happiest day
in both Michelle's and Dennis's life. They honeymooned in the
islands and Dennis could see the love in her eyes every time they
looked at each other. He even screamed in triumph when she had a
small orgasm as he made love to her. It was the first time he had
ever made a woman cum with his penis and he was elated even
though he knew it was mostly a love orgasm and not a sex one.

They had been back from their honeymoon about a week when he
heard Michelle scream in the bathroom. He ran in to see what was
wrong only to find her standing on the scale naked.

"I've gained three pounds," she told him. "I've got to start
going back to the gym."

"Whatever you want dear," Dennis said and he sadly returned to
the living room.

Tyrone's cock sprung up the moment he saw Michelle walk into the
gym again. He did a quick calculation in his head. It ha been
about four weeks since they had fucked her, It looks like Steve
won the pool over how long it would take her to come back.

Dennis decided that as long as she only loved him she could get
her satisfaction from Tyrone and the boys. Other then Michelle's
sexual pleasure the only good thing to come out of her working
out occurred several months later.

Dennis and Michelle had left the movies holding hands when who
should come out of the bar in front of them but Jed, recently
released from prison. Dennis tried to defend Michelle as a
drunken Jed grabbed her but Jed just punched him in the stomach,
doubling him over. "Come here my pretty cock-slut," Jed slurred.
Everything she learned in her fitness class jumped into her mind
and she kicked her ex husband in the shin before punching him
twice in the face. A crowd was gathering and Jed had limped away
screaming that Michelle was his slut and would always be his
slut.

Dennis had argued that they should by a gun to protect themselves
and Michelle just calmly said not to worry about it. A few days
later Dennis read in the paper about an ex-con in critical
condition that had gotten mugged near the same bar. The police
were baffled because the man hadn't been robbed. The assailants
were described as two large Caucasian males and one giant black
male.

The End

Author's Note: This was the second story inspired by one of John
Person's illustrations (Johnpersons.com). The illustration pretty
much is the same as the scene where Tyrone is anally penetrating
Michelle and she is on the phone to her fiancé. I wrote this
entire story around that one concept. This story is also
connected to one of my later stories, "Trish'a Transformation,"
though it's not a sequel.