Kayla and Tracy: Good morning

"Thirteen...fourteen...fifteen, whew!"

The sound of the bench press bar slammed down on the frame as the Amazon finished her work out. Blindly, she reached down and grabbed her towel, wiping the sweat off of her face before she sat up. Weary from exhaustion of a good morning workout, her eyes darted around the cavernous workout room. The morning sun flooded the room through the 2 story floor to ceiling windows as the city rose to life under her penthouse. She wiped down her bare chest with her towel, mildly fascinated by the bounce of the volumes of silicone beneath . Then, feeling a twitch between her legs, she reached down in her shorts and pulled her dick parallel to her thigh.

Yes, she was born a he.

Gently laying down on the pleather bench, she settled her amber-colored twists on the bench and began her last set of bench presses. As she worked through her reps, she thought about the way she ended up in this spot. The luck of having the right skill at the right place at the right time. The resources to become the body she had always wanted to be. The fact that she was able to live a life of pure leisure thanks to her resources, allowing, among other things a penthouse suite including a fully-stocked weight room with treadmills.

"Hey K!" said the nubile caramel honey in the large violet NYU sweater. "It's nice to see you work out a sweat on something that isn't a human female."

"Fuck you bitch," Kayla said as she dropped the bar on the frame for the last time. "You always say crap like that Tracy."

"And you always ask to fuck me," Tracy said as she strode across the room, coffee cup in hand. "You figure with the workout you give me every night, you wouldn't need a room like this."

"Yeah, yeah," Kayla said as she leaned back for Tracy to give her a peck on the cheek. "So how's my comparative literature student? I pay enough for the damn tuition."

"Just fine, thank you," she said before taking a sip. "The year's just getting going, so I'm just relaxing taking it easy. You know in the library, I saw this really cute guy. Cute. Kinda looks like Blair Underwood. And with the bulge in his pants, I swear he makes you look tiny down there."