Author's Note: This story stands alone, but contains characters from another story of mine, "The Fiance And The Fitness Instructor". Inspiration for this story came from another called "Kimmie's Conversion" by Loadjunkie.
"All you have to do is wear this every night for a month," said Dr Conger.
Trisha reached out and took the device. It was pretty simple, a small headband with electrodes attached. "You really think this will work?"
"In theory. As you know it's experimental. It should bombard your subconcious mind with images of working out and eating right. We recorded the images from a woman just like you who used to be overweight, but became somewhat fanatical about working out. Having these images bombard your brain every night for a month should make working out become a habit. I hope to see results within days of your wearing it."
A before picture of the woman sat on the doctor's desk. She had been even fatter then Trish was now. Her new picture showed her in a scandalously small bikini and Trisha had trouble believing it was the same woman. "All I have to do is wear this while I sleep and you will pay me $1000?" The doctor smiled and nodded. Trisha really had nothing to lose, even if it didn't work she'd get the money, she and her husband were struggling their way through college.
Trisha had found the doctor's ad in a local magazine in a strategically placed spot in her apartment. She was sure George had left it out for her to find. Trisha was about 50 pounds heavier now then when she had started college her freshman year when she had met and married George. Her fit, young body was gone, probably forever as she hated exercising and loved food.
Trisha was very aware that her husband was no longer sexually attracted to her. They had known each other four years, been married three, and gone from sex four times a week to hardly ever. True, they were both always tired between classes and work, but she was sure it was because of her weight problem more then anything.
Trisha returned to her classes and went to work at the diner where she waited tables and her husband worked the grill. She got off before George and she went home, changing into bulky sweats. Her big rear and saggy breasts jiggled as she walked to the bedroom with the headband in her hand. She put it on, finding it barely noticable and went to sleep.
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Michelle put the headband on and let her hair fall over it so that it wasn't noticable. Tyrone had called her into his office and she was disapointed to see the two doctors there, assuming the giant black man had wanted a blow job or a piece of her ass, she hadn't expected to see he had company.
Tyrone stood. "These men wanted a girl with a positive workout ethic, who excercises her entire body and eats right. I immediately thought of my favorite student." Michelle examined the headband as Tyrone continued. "It records your biorythms or something."
Dr Conger said, "If it works, it will record your workout ethic and we hope to impart your love of excercise to others to help them lose weight. It takes a while to warm up so you need to wear it from the moment you arrive to the moment you leave the gym. Plus, it's experimental and a prototype so we need you to keep it locked up when you're not here. Mr Douglas tells us you are here about three times a week and we need you to wear it every time for a month. Plus, be sure you only eat healthy food when wearing it."
Michelle thought of all the things she could do with the thousand dollars. She could buy some new lingerie to wear for Tyrone. She might even get them a motel room so they could fuck in a bed for a change. Her husband wouldn't even have to know about the extra money. "I'd be glad to help." She smiled at the doctor and winked at Tyrone.
Michelle went about her excercises wearing the special headband instead of her usual sweatband along with a skimpy workout outfit. She did some weight training, rode the excercise bike, and that was only her warm up. Tyrone was busy so she ended up teaching his combination workout/boxing class. She smirked at the disappointed look on many of the women's faces. Tyrone was fucking many of them and the rest enjoyed staring at the muscular black man while he worked out. Michelle was his favorite and if he was busy, he would probably be grabbing her to service him as she was usually one of the last to leave his gym. She was right.
Michelle kneeled between Tyrone's legs lovingly licking around his cock head. Tyrone had a huge foot long cock, the biggest, fattest pussy pleaser she had ever experienced. She loved her husband, but she was a slave to Tyrone's big cock. There was nothing she liked better then kneeling before him with his huge black cock filling her mouth with several wads of sperm.
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Trisha woke up feeling very horny. The dream was rapidly fading, but it must have been pretty hot. Her vagina was soaked and her nipples were so hard they scraped against her sweatshirt. George was already gone to his early class or she might have tried to initiate sex. She sighed and got up to start her monotonous day.
Three days later, Trisha returned from working out. It was actually becoming bearable and she had lost three pounds. She wasn't sure if it was the headband, but she did seem to have a greater desire to workout. She had even started eatting a salad for lunch every day instead of pizza or a cheeseburger. She had also been horny every day.
Trisha showered and walked into the bedroom wrapped in a towel, where her husband was studying in bed. Trisha was feeling unusually comfortable with her body and made to drop the towel. She was hurt when her husband reached to turn the light off before she was naked. He didn't want to see her ugly body. Trisha climbed in bed and hoping for some satisfaction, she reached down under the covers and grabbed his penis. She tugged on it, but it only remained semi hard. She just didnt turn him on anymore and it hurt her deeply. Trisha had an idea, something she wanted to try. She crawled under the covers and took her husband's penis in her mouth. It turned hard instantly and George jumped in surprise.
George's entire penis easily fit in her mouth, the tip just pushing into her throat. George didn't last long and Trisha found it unrewarding. His ejaculate wasn't even enough to wet her appetite. She found herself using her lips to tightly squeeze the base of his penis and sucking upwards to get every last drop.
Trisha was surprised with herself, she hadn't planned on swallowing his semen. It had just come natural to her. She jumped up to go brush her teeth and wash her mouth out, though it hadn't really tasted all that bad.
"Thanks hon," said George when she came back. "That was wonderful. I've always wanted a blow job."
"I've been really horny since working out." Trisha crawled in bed beside him and started caressing his penis again. Odd, but it stayed limp, like he needed longer to recharge. Trisha didn't know what she was thinking, but she had expected him to be ready to go again. She sighed when he kissed her on the cheek and rolled over.
A few days later. "You're wearing that to the game!" George couldn't believe his wife would wear something so unflattering. It was now a week since she started excercising and she had lost ten pounds. Trish had even started dieting.
"Sure why?" She was wearing a short shirt that showed off her bare midriff. Her big belly hung down over her belt. She was also wearing shorts for the first time in years and her pudgy legs jiggled as she walked. She was becoming more comfortable with her body, though her body was still overweight.
"Nothing," said George.
Trish and George walked the short distance to the stadium and sat in the bleachers. Trish stared at the football players. Most were black men, the sunlight glistening off their muscular bodies.
She sat next to the quarterback in one class. He was a dumb lout, here on a sports scholarship. Trisha found him arrogant and obnoxious, but there was something beautiful about the way he moved on the field, something animalistic, powerful, sexy even...
"You starting to enjoy football?" asked George that night when they got in bed.
"Not really. Why?"
"You were very intent watching the game."
"Oh, I hadn't noticed." Trisha thought about sucking his cock...she giggled...his penis, but it wasnt really worth it. Instead, she kissed him good night and put the headband on.
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Michelle covered the headband with a swim cap. She headed out to the pool watching the men turn to stare at her. She loved showing off her body since losing the weight. She dove in and swam some laps before getting out and walking around the pool. She always wore a white bikini that turned see-thru when it got wet and she loved how it made her many admirers eyes bulge out.
Feeling limber from the swim, Michelle changed and worked out some more. She was headed for the showers when Hans motioned her over to one of the hot tub rooms. She smiled, knowing what he wanted and followed him in. Michelle entered the room and saw Hans had already removed his shorts and was sitting on the rim. His penis was rock hard with anticipation.
Michelle undid her string bikini and let it fall to the floor. She sighed with pleasure as her big boobs sprang free. She would walk around naked everywhere if it were legal. Michelle climbed into the hot tub and kneeled down in the water taking Hans' cock in her mouth.
