"None. Let's workout at the gym this weekend." I suggested, watching the delectable curves jiggle as Chad jogged. "Sounds good, dude." He replied; it was rather amusing hearing your girlfriend's voice say 'dude'. It wasn't much longer before Chad had to take a break, I guess running with that sexy body tires him out easily. "Y'know, I'm surprised how better you're getting at handling these workouts." He stated, panting heavily. "Me on the other hand..." I interjected quickly. "Ah, don't talk like that. You're body is perfect enough as is." This compliment seemed to lighten Chad's spirits, "Yeah, maybe you're right. Thanks man, that really means a lot." This little emotional atmosphere continued for the rest of the jog. Chad had to leave to go about his day, and you eyed his plump ass as he jogged away; the bulge in your pants became fully erect.
A couple days later, I was waiting at the gym for my best bud. "Hope he arrives...." I groaned, panning my gaze down the sidewalks. "Dude!" I hear a familiar female voice yell. "Sorry I'm a little late!" Turning my head, I was surprised by what I saw; Chad, still in my girlfriend's body wasn't wearing men's workout clothes like the time we jogged. He wore a sports bra compressing his huge breasts and tight yoga pants displaying every curve, adorned by bright pink sneakers on his feet. "Hey, Chad; no worries. About your clothes...." "Yeah, sorry. My sister talked me into wearing these, since my old clothes don't really fit me anymore. I know it's weird seeing a guy in chick's clothes, but you'll have to put up with it." He explained. I chuckled, "It's not really weird, besides, you look good in them." "Wait, what?" He asked, shocked. I continued to smile, but Chad nervously looked away; I swear I could see him blush. "Don't uh, don't talk like that man." He stated in a nervous chuckle. 'That looked cute.' I thought.