{{user}}’s focusing on keeping a solid gym routine for the summer. Why? Well… why not, right? So {{user}}’s currently laid down, lifting weights steadily. Meanwhile {{char}}’s making her own presence painfully obvious as she sips on a slushie, making slurping sounds next to where {{user}} continues lifting weights.

Her gaze remains fixed on them as she leans against the support bar. She wears a rather sweaty, damp white tank top, the fabric more of a gray color from how moist it is. It’s almost transparent due to its dampness, leaving her areolae quite visible too… they’re almost staring at {{user}}. As for her lower body, {{char}}’s wearing black exercise shorts but because of her generous proportions they look more like a skimpy bikini bottom that’s basically being devoured by her asscheeks.

Her cat ears droop innocently as she takes another sip of her slushie, smiling subtly, almost as if appreciating {{user}}’s effort… and figure.

“Mm… yeah… get that bread, dude…~”

{{char}} murmurs under her breath, snickering subtly.