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MY NEW PERSONAL TRAINER, PART 2
by Zenna Swallows
1 September
I can't believe it's been eight months since I started my new training
program! I couldn't be happier with it. My body feels so much stronger
and more flexible. And my skin is so smooth! After all the treatments the
only hair I seem to grow now is on the top of my head. Plus a neat little
bush just above my thingy! I've also lost a lot of weight, even if not
everywhere. My bottom is a fair bit bigger, and my chest muscles in
particular seem to be growing by the day. But overall I'm much skinnier,
thanks to how carefully I'm eating, the vitamins I'm taking - and of
course the wonderful exercise sessions with Joy. Just as importantly
though, I'm feeling happier and more confident than ever before - almost
like a new person! I used to be such a shy boy that I hardly ever left
the house, let alone spoke to anyone. But now I spend hours talking (or
gossiping, mostly!) with my exercise buddy Monique after workouts. And
I'm getting on so well at home with Daddy, as I now call my wonderful
stepfather Eric. It's funny, but when he first came to live with us I
really didn't like him. But he's taken such an interest in me, what with
paying for my training and buying me so many lovely things, that I've
completely changed my mind about him! I 'm kind of sorry my mother no
longer lives with us. But I don't miss all her worrying - and she never
used to call me her little princess! Or let me get into bed with her on
cold nights. Or warm nights even.
3 September
Joy has been promising us a new exercise routine - and new outfits to do
it in, which we're all very excited to see! But for the moment we're
still doing the old class. Instead of Monique as a partner, however, I
was paired today with Francesca, because Joy said she wanted to see how
well we could work with someone new. It went very well, and we worked up
quite a sweat together! As usual, we finished by giving each other's
thingies a nice rub, to relieve the tension of working together so
closely. I wanted to find out what Francesca tasted like, so when I
stroked her thingy and made all the cream shoot out, I very conveniently
managed to "miss" the tissues I was holding and got it all over my face!
Her goo is a little more salty than Monique's, but still quite yummy.
When it was her turn to take care of me, she made the same "mistake". We
had a good laugh about that!
7 September
I've been wondering why my thingy only swells up while we're in class. It
never does that for me at home. I think maybe it used to before, but I
can't quite remember. Daddy's thingy is another matter. It often seems to
get all big and hard when we're cuddling in bed. But I've also noticed
that when he goes to the bathroom, and then comes back after a little
while, it's shrunk back to its normal size. So maybe it's just a sign
that he needs to pee!
12 September
We had a visitor to class today, a boy who's going to be joining us in
the future, Joy said. His name is Alan and he has the most wonderful red
hair. He's apparently transferring from another trainer, and will be
replacing Carla when she moves to another city. Joy told him to watch us
and take notes, although he didn't see the end of the class (and so
missed Jen and I making a mess of each other's faces). He seemed a little
nervous and unsure about everything and so as we were on our way out I
asked him if he wanted to come and have coffee with Monique and me, just
to help break the ice. We ended up having a lovely chat. He told us that
in his old class, there were no girls as pretty as us - in fact, no girls
at all. He was blushing when he said that - and he blushed even more when
we told him we weren't girls! He asked why we were all dressed and made
up as girls, and we said it was simply because we enjoyed it. Anyway,
he's apparently started on the new diet and vitamin program that Joy
prescribes, so hopefully it does him as much good as it has for us!
18 September
It was Alan's first class today and Joy asked me to be his partner. He
did really well, even though he found some of the exercises a little
challenging. (We didn't even try the double dare crunches!) His thingy
didn't swell up right away, but mine certainly did. Joy showed him how to
rub it, and he got the hang of it well enough to make me spurt my cream.
Then she told me to see what happened if I stroked his thingy and it got
hard very quickly. Alan seemed to really enjoy it when I made him relax
and get rid of all his goo. I made sure to taste it of course!
25 September
Alan is really settling in well and is also now regularly joining us for
a drink and chat after class. I'm not sure he quite knew what to make of
us at first but it's noticeable he seems to be getting more into the
things we like. So the vitamins and meditation tapes are obviously doing
their work. The only hassle at our regular cafe is how often groups of
boys seem to want us to go and sit with them. I'm not sure why they're so
interested in Monique and me, because it's not as if we like football, or
they really want to discuss the latest fashions. I say Monique and me,
because their invitations never seem to extend to Alan. Which is just,
you know, rude.
27 September
Our new outfits arrived today - very exciting! The workout pants are a
little like our old ones - tight fitting, black and with mesh panels. But
they also have these strange cutouts, so that they expose much of our
bottom, and our thingies would also hang down at the front if it weren't
for the tiny black g-strings that we also have to wear (and that just
about cover them up). The cutouts at the side make it look like we're
wearing stockings and suspenders - or at least that's what Daddy said
when he saw them. (I'm not quite sure what those are, to be honest.)
There's also a black and silver spangled crop top, with special cups to
keep our chest muscles from flopping around. Best of all though are the
shoes, which look like regular pink trainers - except they have stiletto
heels! I must admit that I squealed in delight when I saw them - though
I'm not sure they're going to be easy to walk in, let alone do workouts!
Perhaps because of that, we've been told we should only change into our
new outfits after we arrive at Joy's basement studio for each class.
28 September
First of the new classes today - and it was a blast! We started by
getting some lessons from Joy in how to walk in our heels. Lots of
stumbles and tumbles, a fair bit of laughter - but at least a little bit
of progress. I especially love the way we're supposed to swing our hips.
It makes me feel super sexy when I get it right - though I'm sure I look
like a complete idiot when I don't. We actually spent a good part of the
lesson on what Joy called "deportment", including how to sit, eat, talk
and even swish our hair properly! But there was still a good core of
exercises, the highlight of which was a kind of sit-up/push-up
combination that involved the most wonderful challenge. Basically, one of
us had to lie on our back, with their partner assuming a plank position
above them. Rather than point the same way, each person's head was
positioned above or below the other's groin. Each person's thingy (which
was by this stage quite stiff and swollen) was released from their g-
string, if it hadn't already sprung free. The person at the bottom would
then sit or crunch up and, without using their hands, take the other's
thingy in their mouth - if possible, all the way in - then hold it there
for 10 seconds. After they returned to a prone position, the person on
top would then bend their elbows and lower their head (as if doing a
push-up) and again try to take and hold their partner's thingy for the
requisite 10 seconds. The aim was to keep going until one of the partners
(usually the one on top) was too tired to continue, then swap positions
and try again. I was at a big disadvantage, because I was paired with
Monique - who has the biggest thingy in the class! I couldn't get her
whole length in my mouth without it going down my throat and making me
gag - though it didn't stop me trying! She had much less difficulty with
me - and teased me about it afterwards, until I reminded her how many
times she'd fallen off her heels! Anyway, after putting our thingies in
each other's mouths, we all looked forward to a nice rub from our partner
at the end!
2 October
Another great class today! We're all starting to get the hang of walking
in our new shoes, although I seem to find it a bit easier than the others
- maybe because of the practice with my wedge-heeled sandals. I made a
point of helping Alan in particular, who I can see is still finding the
clothing a little strange, let alone the shoes. Joy took me aside
afterwards and said she was really pleased at how I'd been looking after
Alan, and that it would be great if I could carry on trying to help him
become "one of the girls". Since we were talking privately, I took the
opportunity to ask her about why our thingies only swell up in class. She
thought it was funny that I called them that! She prefers the term
"clitty", though only for what she called "special girly boys" like us.
She explained that our clitties only get hard when we take a special pill
and that it's important not to play with them otherwise, unless we get
special permission. She didn't explain why, other than to say that it was
part of our training. I asked if it was different with men, and she said
yes, because they have cocks, not clitties. She said that men usually
like to have their cocks played with, especially by pretty girls. I
wondered if that was true for Daddy and Joy said I should definitely ask
him.
3 October
Oh wow! I asked Daddy last night about what Joy had said and ... I think
I'm too excited to write about it today! Plus I need to catch up on my
sleep!
4 October
Another class today, which went very well. Monique partnered Alan and
they seemed to have a lot of fun. We had coffee afterwards and Alan asked
if he could get some advice from the two of us about how to look the way
we do and fit in a bit better with the rest of the class. I suggested the
three of us meet up at my place and Monique and I could show him some
things we do. When I got home, I asked Daddy if that would be okay and he
said it was! He's such a darling! After that we - but wait, I haven't yet
explained what happened the other night, have I? I'm such a ditzy girl
sometimes! Maybe in tomorrow's journal entry, because I'm still feeling
tired.
5 October
Okay, so what happened two nights ago was - or was it three? Yes, three.
Anyway, what happened was that I waited until we went to bed. I was
wearing what's become my favourite night wear - a pink baby doll nightie
in sheer lace, with matching frilly pants. I also did my makeup
specially, which I don't usually do. Daddy noticed and told me that I was
his "sexy princess", which gave me quite the glow! After we'd cuddled for
a little while, I told Daddy what Joy had said about men having their
cocks played with, and asked if he wanted me to touch his, and maybe rub
it a bit. He went very still and didn't speak for the longest time. Then
he said something very quietly. I thought he said "go to hell", which
made me very sad and I started to cry. But then he hugged me and asked
why I was crying. I told him, and he said he was talking about himself,
which didn't make any sense to me. But instead of explaining he took my
hand and put it inside his pyjama pants. And there was his cock, already
big and hard! As I touched it, it twitched and throbbed like anything. I
asked if I was making it sore and he said no, please play with it
princess. So I pulled it out of his pants and began to rub and stroke it.
It was much thicker than any of the girls' clitties that I've touched, or
mine, although maybe the same length as Monique's. Daddy was gasping and
groaning so much that I kept being worried I was hurting him. But he told
me that everything was fine, and so I kept going, until he gave the
biggest roar and a huge load of cream shot all over his chest and belly.
I think he could see that I was going to ask him again if he was okay, so
maybe to shut me up he gave me the biggest and longest kiss. Not on the
cheek or the top of my head, as he usually does, but full on my lips. And
I could feel his tongue going all the way into my mouth! It was a very
different feeling to when I've kissed Monique, and not just because he
doesn't wear lipstick either. With her, kissing is friendly, and - sweet.
This was something else. It made me feel all - tingly, I guess. When
Daddy finished kissing me, I I did what I usually do and licked up his
goo. Only this time, because I didn't have any tissues, I had to use my
tongue on his cock as well. He moaned a bit when I did that, but not from
pain I think - you see, I was starting to learn! When I'd finished, I
told him his cream tasted yummy. He looked at me and asked if I wanted
some more. I said yes, and next thing I knew he was kissing me again and
his cock had swelled back up and I was rubbing it as hard as I could.
Eventually he just leant back and let me stroke him, and just kept saying
my name - not Keir, which was the name my parents chose, but Kira, the
special name Daddy gave me and the one that I will always now call my
own. Except one time, just before producing a second shot of goo, he
called me his "goddess". Imagine that! I felt very proud of myself for
making him so happy. And eventually, I made him happy yet again. But that
took quite a time - and my hands and arms were very sore by the time we
finished. But I had a tummy full of Daddy's lovely cream, and I went to
sleep in his big strong arms. So I was a very happy goddess indeed!
To be continued ...
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