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The overture of William Tell seemed to be playing as she mumbled irately, before reaching over and slamming the clock to shut it up. "Mmgh…" Wondergirl sat up in her tiny bed, aka her couch. stretching as her big soft breasts wobbled and she punched the wall with her right hand… she slept in the nude more often lately, mostly because everything was hot and her hole-in-the-wall apartment had no AC
Her apartment was so small that at some point it was probably a walk-in closet that someone sealed up with plaster and installed a door. That same someone also didn't do a good job, but it was all she could get so she tolerated it. Besides she didn't need much space anyway for now. Hell, it reminded her of her old barracks. She didn't have a lot of possessions and she wasn't planning to stay in this literal hole in the wall indefinitely.
Her old military habits were hard to break, taking a few steps towards the more open section of her apartment. Somewhere between her front door, tiny kitchen and compact shower and toilet. She rolled her head on her neck, her silky dark hair flopping about naturally as she rested her hands behind her head.
How she managed to wake up looking like a model ready for a photo shoot not even she could answer… the number of fellow female soldier's she angered saying 'I just woke up' caused her to change bunkmates often.
She briefly stretched her arms high over her head together, resting her left foot on the inside of her right leg, right up against her crotch as she did a few yoga poses, at least the ones she could remember and could do in a tiny apartment. This one was Vrikshasana, she did that for a while before switching legs and repeating… then keeping her arms in the air she did Virabhadra I, stretching one leg out far, letting the other out behind her as she arched her back, pushing her large breasts out as she stretched her muscular body.
Then came Uttanasana, which folded her in half, admittedly she didn't do that one as long: She wasn't Ciara or Ola her natural flexibility only gave her so much leeway… she grabbed her ankles, holding the pose as she felt her bubbly ass tightening from the strain and shot back up. She debated doing more… but she couldn't really remember them all. One of her bunkmates used to do them before she got transferred across the country, and no not to get away from her, she did them with her once or twice but she couldn't remember them all.
Well… now that she did some relative stretches it was time for calisthenics.
Chin-ups and pull-ups were out of the question, so first she did some jumping jacks. Ten to be precise, her hands clapping together above her head as her feet almost touched the walls on either side… yes the apartment it was that small. Her breasts bounced majestically up and down on her chest, her ass cheeks wobbling as she reached ten and stopped, immediately going into twenty jump squats, bending her knees and pushing out her ass, keeping her arms together squeezing around her chest as she hopped up and down.
Those were done, her muscles were burning as she sweated, she then dropped down abruptly to the floor. "One. Two. Three. Four." up and down she went as she did twenty pushups, her nipples just barely touching the carpet before she finished. "Nineteen, twenty." She lied onto the floor as her arms burned and she rolled over. Her hands resting on the back of her head, "One. Two. Three. Four." She counted as she did ten. Twenty. Thirty. Forty. Fifty crunches in succession. She was a machine. "Forty-nine. Fifty." She contemplated continuing, her body glistening with sweet to a beautiful sheen as she regained her concentration and got up.
She stood with her feet shoulder-width apart, keeping arms at her sides. She pushed her hips back, bending her knees and lowering once again into squat-like motions... She dropped to the floor, palms down a little narrower than how she was keeping your feet. Putting her weight into her hands she jumped back to her feet back, landing gracefully on the balls of her feet with her body in a straight plank position. Shooting straight up she pushed her hands into the air with a clap jumping quickly, she repeated the processes of her 'burpees'
Boing-Boing. Her breasts jumping weightlessly on her chest with her as she stared determinedly at her door, continuing her sweaty morning routine.
10 burpees later, she sighed, rubbing her neck, her muscles sore but in a good way… like a hard FUCK. "Mmngh…" she grumbled, her body hot and she was sweating all over. She turned, making her way into the shower as she turned the water on. It spluttered as it always did until a steady stream hissed out. "MMngh!" she sighed as her sweaty body was washed away, her hands roaming her softer parts as her hand lingered down to her crotch for the FINAL part of her routine. "MMMngh! MMN…" she shuddered, her fingers churning slowly inside her pussy as water hissed down her back. "Ahh… nngh!"
Her other hand rested flat on the wall as her fingers squirmed faster and faster, "Haa-aahh! Ahh!" her body shaking as her tits and ass wobbled, her hips bucking forward onto her hand as she imagined numerous faceless males penetrating her silky hole. "Ah… AH! Yes-yes-yes." She gasped, thrusting her hips forward as her slippery pussy juices mingled with the refreshing cold water… her eyelids flickered as she climaxed, "Haaa… AH!" shaking as she almost made herself collapse. "Fuck… ahh. You fucking whore…" she moaned with a slight laugh… pulling her hand from her crotch and shaking it under the showerhead, washing it off. "MMgh!"
Going back to properly showering, her climax and masturbation were mostly forgotten as she got the closet thing to a massage, she could afford outside of Hector from Superbabes. Before turning off the water and ringing out her dark hair.
She grasped for her towel, yanking it into her shower as she rubbed her legs with it, then her face before stepping out of the shower with minimal drippings as she pulled it down and froze…
The lone window in her apartment was open, and the curtains were wide. Across the street in the building opposite hers were some… interested parties… several interested parties. some YOUNG interested parties, gazing at her in highly aroused awe…
"Oh fuck." She mumbled into her towel, eyes wide as she contemplated just how LONG they were watching her before she casually walked towards the window and swung the curtain shut. Helen sighed, "…I can not get out of here fast enough." She mumbled looking around her apartment before blushing with a slight laugh, "You fucking whore!" she half-hissed, half-laughed, amused at the fact that she was now wetter than before she got in the shower…
End
Yeah I know these girls haven't been introduced yet in the main series. That's because overtime when I introduced a new girl I wrote a new short, stick with me, I'm almost done with them then back to the main series