Operation: Get Trim

Welcome! This is the thirteenth story in the second "Freya and Friends" series. Wow! Writing for Literotica has been quite a ride so far!! And it's only getting better!!

RowWithFlow

has been helping me with health and fitness research (thank you so much for all of your assistance so far!). I have also acquired an editor/sounding board in

Figjamkiss

. He has been able to push my writing "to the next level," as they say, and I cannot thank him enough. So, please give them both a huge round of applause for helping to bring this story to life!!!

Anyway, if you'd like to start at the beginning of this series, check out:

I Will Love You Forever

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The First Blowjob

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"Rise and shine, maggot! Get your fat ass out of bed!"

"What the fuck?" Cynthia rolled over and rubbed her eyes, looking at Katie in the early morning gloom.

"Come on. We're going for a brisk walk this morning."

Uncomprehending, Cynthia repeated, "Brisk walk?" Then asked, "What time is it?"

"Time to get fit, fatty."

"You know that I'm going to kill you, right?"

"Well, porky, you have to get your fat ass out of bed to do that."

"Jeez," Cynthia groaned as she swung her feet off the bed and onto the floor. "Why are you being so mean to me?"

"I'm not being mean, I'm being helpful," Katie explained. "You've talked about getting more exercise for years and have done very little about it. I'm just motivating you."

"You suck."

Katie smiled. "I love you."

"I hate you," Cynthia groaned as she stood up. "Give me a couple of minutes."

"Don't be long. I'll be in the living room with Rio stretching and warming up." Katie slapped Cynthia on the butt as she trotted out of the bedroom.

Cynthia grunted in response as she began her slow shuffle to the bathroom.

Ten minutes later, Cynthia stumbled into the living room where Katie and Rio were impatiently waiting for her. Rio barked and ran to where his leash was hanging on the doorknob.

"Ready?" Katie asked in a much too cheerful voice.

"I still hate you."

"Great! Let's go!" Katie hooked up Rio and opened the door.

They walked in silence for a few minutes, then Cynthia spoke. "Why did you pick today to torture me?"

"Why

not

today?"

"I don't know," Cynthia answered. "I just wasn't ready for it."

"For what? A little walk? Trust me, this is

nothing

, Cynthia."

"There's gonna be more?"

"Yes.

Lots

more."

"Shit." Cynthia took a deep breath of the sweet early morning air. "We could have started tomorrow."

"The future depends on what you do today."

"If you're going to be quoting stupid motivational posters, I'm going home."

Katie frowned at Cynthia. "It was Mahatma Gandhi."

Cynthia grunted.

"Let's just enjoy the morning," Katie said as she continued walking with Rio trotting happily ahead of them.

They walked in silence for a few minutes, then Katie asked, "Cynthia? Do you remember when we first met?"

"Not really."

"It was at a summer day camp thing put on by the Recreation Department," Katie told her.

Cynthia remembered that and nodded. "In the field behind the high school."

"Yeah."

"Freya was there, too."

"Oh, you remember

her

but not me?" Katie asked.

Cynthia smiled. It was all starting to come back. "Well, anyone who's ever met Freya remembers her! Red hair, bossy loudmouth... Pretty... even back then."

"Even back then," Katie mused. "She was amazing even back then." Katie felt a wash of inferiority sweep over her that she hadn't felt in years.

"And there was this other girl," Cynthia continued. "She was kind of mousy and nervous. She'd never look anyone directly in the eyes. I think there might have been something wrong with her -- you know, mentally. Every single day she wore the same bright purple hat with a huge sunflower on the front of it. Weird kid."

Katie took Cynthia's hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.

"But she was super cute. And so kind and innocent." Then Cynthia added, "She was the girl you just wanted to hold and cuddle and protect from all the horrors of the world."

"I loved wearing that purple sunflower hat," Katie said. "And I'm sorry about everything you had to go through growing up. We never knew."

"Why would you? You and Frey were my escape. Sometimes -- most times -- you guys were the only bright spot in my life."

Rio started lagging behind, so Katie scooped the tiny dog up. "Okay. I'll carry you for a bit." The girls continued walking and Katie told Cynthia, "I don't think Rio is going to want to go back to Freya and Alex when they get home!"

"You do spoil that little guy."

"How could you not?" Katie asked. "Just look at this cute little face!"

Just then Rio noticed a man walking a dog across the street and started growling. "Settle down, Killer," Katie told him as the man and his dog walked out of sight.

Cynthia rarely talked about her past, so Katie was a little surprised when she continued the conversation. "We were inseparable back then."

"We still are," agreed Katie. "Three against the world."

"Four with Alex."

"Five with Rio," Katie added in a baby voice, hugging the dog to her chest.

"Yeah..." Cynthia seemed lost in thought for a moment, then asked Katie, "So, when did you realize that you were in love with my fat ass?"

Katie thought for a moment. "I don't know. I just always felt an attraction to you. Like a fascination with an older, bigger, more powerful girl. You were everything that I wished I could be."

"Trust me, you wouldn't have wanted to be me."

"Well, I know that, now." Katie looked at her girlfriend. Cynthia just looked straight ahead. Katie continued, "I guess I fell in love with you the same moment I realized that I was gay."

They were rounding the corner and approaching their house. "Do you want to keep walking?" Katie asked.

"No. Not at all. But I want to hear this story."

"Okay." Katie was more than happy to both continue walking and continue with the story. "Do you remember that Daddy-Daughter Dance that we all went to?"

"The

only one

that ever I went to?" Cynthia said with acrid bitterness in her voice. "With 'Uncle What's-his-name' -- whoever my mom was screwing that week?"

Katie's heart broke for Cynthia's past. "Yeah. I remember that guy. He seemed a little weird."

"He was creepy."

"In a..." Katie hesitated. She really didn't want to ask, but felt that she needed to ask. "In a

bad

way?"

"No. Not with me, at least. Not him. He just agreed to take me because he wanted to keep fucking my mom."

Katie stopped walking and faced Cynthia. "Did anyone ever...

do

anything to you?"

"No. Even with all the weird guys that my mom dated -- or just randomly fucked -- only one of them ever tried anything with me."

Katie's face clouded with a mixture of pity, sorrow, and sympathy.

"But as soon as he tried to reach for me, I punched him right in the balls." Cynthia grinned at the memory.

Katie exploded with laughter. "That sounds exactly like you!"

"You should have seen him!" Cynthia exclaimed. "Boy, was he pissed!" Then in a lowered voice, she said, "My mom never made any good choices."

Cynthia looked at Katie. "Thank you for forcing me to make better decisions for

my

life."

Katie's eyes started to well up.

"Let's keep walking before you start blubbering," Cynthia said, then patted her tummy. "And I want to get home. I'm getting hungry."

Katie started up again. "While Freya and I were dancing with a group of girls and having a grand old time -- and, I'm sorry to say, completely oblivious to you -- I did eventually notice you sitting there alone. I went over to invite you to dance with us."

"I remember," Cynthia gave a humorless chuckle. "I was stuffing my face with cookies and soda."

"I went over to you and that's when I saw your face and saw how sad you were. That's when I realized that maybe you were sad all the time, but no one ever noticed it."

"I got pretty good at hiding it."

"No one ever saw

you

just like no one ever saw

me

," Katie stated. "I looked at you and with a mouthful of cookie, you smiled and said, 'Hey, Katie-bear' -- You know, I don't even know where that nickname came from."

With a mock mysterious voice, Cynthia said, "Its origins are lost in time."

As they approached the house again, Katie continued, "I looked at you and realized that I was in love with you." They stopped on the sidewalk in front of the house. "We all loved each other, but I was actually

in love

with you... Gosh... We must have been ten or eleven years old..."

"And it took you a fucking decade to finally tell me?"

Katie looked down at Rio in her arms. "I didn't think you would love me back. I didn't think you were gay."

"Neither did I," Cynthia admitted. "But how could I say no to the most wonderful and amazing person I've ever known? When you told me that you loved me, I suddenly realized that I had loved you all along, too."

Cynthia took Rio from Katie's arms and put him down on the ground by their feet, then took both of Katie's hands. "We're both pretty fucked up, huh?"

"Yeah," Katie agreed. "But we somehow found each other."

"This universe is a strange and intriguing place."

"Yup." Katie handed Rio's leash to Cynthia. "Take him inside. You need to shower and get ready for work. I'm going to jog for a little bit to get my heart rate up, then I'll make breakfast for us." She gave Cynthia a kiss, then started down the sidewalk.

Before going into the house, Cynthia watched her go and thought: 'I really love that incredibly sweet woman.' Just as she got into the house, she burst into tears. She sat on the couch for a couple of minutes crying and holding Rio, then got up, gave Rio some breakfast, and went to take a shower.

She was just stepping out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her when she heard Katie come in and as she stepped into their bedroom, Katie was right behind her, her skin glowing with a thin sheen of perspiration.

"Before you get dressed, there's one more quick thing we have to do," Katie told Cynthia.

Cynthia rolled her eyes. Exasperated, she asked, "What?"

"Lie down on the bed."

"Ugh! Do I have to do sit-ups or something?"

"Nope," Katie answered, climbing onto the bed by Cynthia's feet. "Leg lifts."

Cynthia moaned, but knew that it was no use complaining. Katie could be very stubborn when she had her mind set on something and very clearly, she had her mind set on making Cynthia's life a living hell or perpetual torture.

Grabbing Cynthia's meaty legs behind her knees, Katie helped her lift them into the air. "Now, hold them up and slowly spread your legs to the side."

"Nnnnn," Cynthia struggled to hold her heavy legs aloft, even with Katie's assistance.

Just as Cynthia was about to give up and drop her legs, Katie dove face-first into her crotch. Cynthia yelped in surprise. "What the hell?"

Katie popped her head up to look at Cynthia. "Positive reinforcement!" Then she shoved her face right back into Cynthia's pussy. Katie knew exactly how to get her lover to orgasm quickly. With copious amounts of her own saliva as lubricant, she eased her thumbs into Cynthia's opening and began to massage the sides of her vaginal walls while her lips and tongue feverishly attacked her clitoris, quickly bringing it to full engorgement.

Cynthia moaned loudly as Katie began to suck on her clit like it was a tiny nipple. "Ooohhh, fffuuckkkk!"

Katie grabbed Cynthia's plump outer pussy lips in her fists and pulled them apart while Cynthia, who often enjoyed a little pain with her pleasure, moaned even louder. Katie took a deep breath, relishing the clean scent of her lover's arousal, and drove almost half of her face into Cynthia's quickly moistening cunt. Letting go of Cynthia's pussy, allowing it to engulf her, Katie grabbed Cynthia's wide hips with both hands, ready for the final push.

She plunged her tongue as deeply as she could into the most wondrous person she had ever known, bringing that amazing woman to a quaking orgasm.

Pulling her face from the still shuddering pussy, Katie looked up, smiled, and said, "I'm going to wash up real quick and make some breakfast. You get ready for work."

Dazed, Cynthia replied, "Uh-huh."

As she was leaving, Katie turned. "Sorry about the ambush."

Cynthia blinked. "Oh, you can ambush my bush anytime you want!"

"Very cute!"

"I thought so."

"Now, get dressed, Cynthia! You're going to be late for work!" And with that, Katie scooted into the bathroom.

Katie washed up quickly and went to the kitchen to see what there was for a quick breakfast. She was able to scrounge up a couple of leftover hard boiled eggs, yogurt, instant oatmeal, and a banana -- which she gave to Cynthia. Katie simply didn't need as many calories and she thought that Cynthia really should have some fruit.

"Sorry. We don't have much," Katie told Cynthia as they sat down for breakfast. "I wasn't planning this. But I can go shopping while you're at work today."

"You weren't planning on suddenly waking me up at the butt-crack of dawn and making me engage in a forced march around the neighborhood?"

"Well, I've been wanting to get us

both

healthier and fitter and..." Katie stalled, searching for the right words.

Cynthia helped her out. "And I made a pig of myself at dinner last night and you finally had enough of me?"

"No --"

"Yes! That's exactly it!" Cynthia looked down at her lap -- or what she could see of it past her enormous tits -- then quietly said, "I'm sorry."

"Oh, Cynthia! No. I love you. I just want us both to get healthier. I want us both to grow very old together." Katie got up and wrapped her arms around her girlfriend. "I don't know what I would do without you."

"So, now you think I'm so fat and out of shape that I'm just going to keel over at any second?"

Katie squeezed her tighter. "No. Of course not. You have, at least, a couple of good years left in you."

"You're an ass."

"Finish breakfast and get to work. Rio and I have some meal planning to do." Rio barked at the sound of his name and Katie picked him up, held him up to her face, and told him, "Yes, Rio! You and I have a big job ahead of us today!"

When Cynthia got home from work that evening, Katie was fully prepared to put "Operation: Get Trim" into action. In fact, the minute Cynthia walked through the door, Katie said, "Go get changed. We're going out. I already put clothes on the bed for you."

Cynthia gave her a kiss and asked with an excited smile, "Where are we going?"

"To the gym. I signed us both up with memberships."

"Ah, shit," Cynthia sighed as she reluctantly trudged to the bedroom to change.

When she came out a few minutes later, dressed in loose workout pants and a tank top -- that Cynthia was pleased to discover really showed off her tits -- Katie handed her half of a turkey sandwich. "Here. Some simple carbohydrates and some protein before we work out. And I've already filled two water bottles for us."

Cynthia took an eager bite out of the sandwich, then complained, "It's dry."

"Yes. No fat. That way it's easier to digest." Katie then reassured her, "But I have a nice dinner planned for us afterwards."

"I'm sure it'll be just wonderful," Cynthia frowned.

By the time they got to the gym, Cynthia was in slightly better spirits, having resigned herself to the fact that Katie was indeed intent on this health kick. But her mood quickly soured when they walked through the door and all Cynthia saw were men and women in peak physical form. Even accounting for her slightly above-average height and her massive boobs, Cynthia was clearly the heaviest woman there by a good 20-30 pounds.

"Do we have to work out here?" Cynthia complained to Katie. "Can't we just go for another walk?"

Katie took her hand and pulled her along. "Don't worry. It'll be fine."

The girls first went over to the free weight section and after stretching, Katie showed Cynthia how to do some basic lifting. Using lightweight dumbbells, she instructed Cynthia on bicep curls, shoulder presses, incline presses, and some tricep lifts.

Despite her reluctance, Cynthia was actually starting to enjoy the workout a little. It certainly didn't hurt that Katie's hands were all over her and that she had a veritable feast of hot bodies to stare at -- both women

and

men. Although she was in a lesbian relationship, after blowing and fucking her best friend's husband, Cynthia wasn't very choosy on gender!

"Pay attention!" Katie commanded and gave her a light slap on her ass.

A couple of gym patrons looked over at them when Cynthia shouted, "Sir, yes, sir!"

Katie gave a small, embarrassed laugh. "Come on. Be serious," she told Cynthia.

"I will never be serious!"

Katie shook her head. She was used to Cynthia's insubordinate attitude. "Fine. Let's head over to the stair machines and do a little leg work."

"I'd love to work on

your

legs a little."

"This is a gym, not some kind of pick-up joint."

"Looks like a pick-up joint to me," Cynthia noted as she motioned towards a statuesque brunette clearly being chatted up by an equally attractive young man.

"Maybe they know each other," Katie answered.

Cynthia smiled an appreciative smile. "Oh, I think they'll be

knowing

each other real good soon enough!"

"Don't stare!" Katie pulled her by the hand. "Come on."

They chose two stair machines, side by side, that gave them an almost perfect view of the entire gym. Although the machine was fairly self-explanatory, Katie still gave Cynthia a quick tutorial and within a couple of minutes they were both working their legs while Cynthia continued enjoying the sights.

"Check out the blonde over there." Cynthia motioned towards a woman in little more than a bikini doing squats with a barbell. "How'd you like to have her doing that right over your face, huh?" Cynthia stuck her tongue out and waggled it at Katie.

"I may be able to change your fitness level and your diet, but you'll always be a pig."

"Oh! Excuse me, little Miss Priss, with the nipple piercings, the shaved puss, and the all-encompassing infatuation with wearing a strap-on and fucking every woman you know."

"Shh!" Katie whispered, then leaned closer to Cynthia. "It's

not

'all-encompassing' and it's not 'every woman' that I know." She giggled a little and added, "It's just you and one time with Frey... So far."

"See? You're just as much a pervert as I am. I'm just outwardly honest about it."

They continued working with the stair machine for a few minutes in silence. Then Cynthia asked, "Katie, if you could have sex with anyone here, who would it be?"

Katie liked this little game that they sometimes played. Harmless fun between two girlfriends. And with their history, there was never even a hint of jealousy from either one -- they trusted each other implicitly. Katie scanned the room and saw a tall, thin woman on the other side of the gym. Even from that distance, she could see that the woman's hair was cut short, dyed pitch black, and she was festooned with colorful tattoos.

Cynthia followed her gaze and immediately spotted the woman and smiled. "Yeah. That's the one for you. You always like the freaks."