Lilly & Carmen - Gym Rats(Exclusive) (Patreon)

Alrighty, I'm not gonna finish the Doki Doki piece in time, but I had a backup plan! I actually made this first for you guys, but wasn't sure if you'd want something like this as an exclusive, so I tried to make something else and coloring all 4 girls got a little out of hand...maybe let me know if this kind of content is okay? Leave a comment please! Also, I had a little story for it.

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"Lilly, check him out!" Carmen nudged Lilly as Lilly powered through a set of bicep curls. Lilly peaked out the corner of her eye, seeing half of an attractive young man and a lot of her own bloated trap.

"Oooh, nice find! He keeps looking over here too. Flex time?" Lilly shot a massive, shit-eating grin at Carmen.

"Flex time."

Lilly dropped her massive weights, deliberately causing a ear-deafening boom to ring through the gym. They rolled across the gym floor, threatening to cripple any poor soul that was in their path.

"Ni~iice. You got his attention and anyone else that might wanna join in. I like it!" Carmen cooed as she went into a classic "Arnold" pose. Lilly looked at Carmen, spun around on the balls of her feet and planted down into a bizarre lunge and bicep flex combo, with her other arm shooting straight up. The sound of her hitting the pose was frightening; she threw all her weight into the motion as if she was 200 pounds lighter than she really was.

Carmen flashed a smile at her target and hissed through her teeth at Lilly, "What the fuck kind of pose is that? Do a crab flex, a double bi, not...whatever that is."

"I'm sick of doing normal poses. Plus, this is a visual complement to your pose", Lilly shot back.

"Whatever, just...ah fuck it. He creamed himself." Carmen dropped her arms in digust and scowled, her neck flaring. She looked like she was ready to kill the poor soul that she was so into just a moment ago.

"Wait, maybe we can work with it still? How bad are we talking when you say 'creamed'?" Lilly asked with a twinge of hope in her eyes as she looked up at Carmen.

"Double Stuf."

"FUCKING GODDAMMIT!" Lilly yelled with so much gusto her voiced cracked. She shot a look at the not-so-hot-anymore Mr. Hottie from over her traps that would've scared him into a heart attack if her massive traps didn't immediately flare up so much that all she saw was her own back.

Lilly looked at Carmen with puppy dogs and said in a childish tone that didn't match the seething rage on her face, "But ba~aaabe, what about Threesome Thursdays?"

Carmen cringed. "I told you, we're not calling it that!"

A smug grin stretched across Lilly's face. "But what about Taco..."

"SHUT UP! TACO TUESDAY IS NOT A THING! STOP CALLING IT THAT!" Carmen's face turned bright red. "Just, go back to your set...maybe someone else will turn up THAT DOESN'T CUM IN  THEIR PANTS!" Carmen made eye contact with the dud-stud as she delivered those final words for the whole gym to hear.  "Gah, Lilly, weights, now."

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If you made it to the end of the story...anyone up for Taco Tuesday sometime?