Wii-thin the Fit Trainer Small Bargain - Definitive Edition chapter 5 by tfwnogiantgf

The abdominal muscles he'd ended up enclosed within were tight. Solid. Firmly-chiseled, with an exterior that was smooth, flawless... And pallid. Very pale. White, to the point that it made the even sunlight-lacking Blake look a bit colourful.

That's right. He was trying to get in shape a bit more, with an older game... Wii Fit. His balance board was still in sight as he'd started the ill-fated summoning ritual. He wondered if the extra exercise he'd attempted added any extra meat to the body he was now firmly trapped within.

It didn't, in any case, help him to break out from the tight hold of the rock-solid musculature. The sighing voice around reminded him: "You should really be focusing your breathing!"

"The Wii Fit - mgh - Trainer!" He stumbled over his words, as she moved to a sudden Palm Tree pose, stretching her arms behind herself.

"Breathe. Focus on my center of gravity." She spoke with the same controlled calmness as if she'd swallowed a hundred boys. Her breaths were slow, measured, and clean. It would almost be refreshing... If it weren't for the vise-like pressure closing around him, ripping his very form asunder. It felt like the cell that made him up would up and SNAP if anyone were to poke at Wii Fit Trainer's tight stomach, below her blue sports bra and simple black yoga pants.

He screamed out vaguely, as she moved into a Downwards Dog, gut facing the floor, grey eyes pointed at him, ponytail flopping. It was sickening; even if he could use his senses to see outside the stomach, his center of gravity spun, and the fluids that he SHOULD be using to determine where he was positioned were spinning. It was like being in freefall permanently, never knowing if her gut would drop to the ground. He found himself pleading: "Please just... stand up..."

A small, muted chuckle emerged around him as she stood. Her hand patted his spot on her torso, in a way that was probably intended to be reassuring, but just felt disconcerting. "You've got the initiative, but you need to build the balance."

"...What?" Was she imparting wisdom on him after that? "I-I don't care how tasty I was, get me out!"

"Oh, I didn't need to eat you!" The exercise instructor said happily. "You just looked like you wanted help building strength and impressing people. So I'm here to train your body and mind, from within a fully developed body! If we exercise in tandem, you can gain the exact body you want."

He felt like screaming. THAT was her logic? She thought she was HELPING him, being selfless? "The body I want isn't yours! So get out!"

"Oh, that's going to give you a few extra reps." Even if she was formal before, that had a hint of something... teasing?