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  It didn’t take long for Josh to learn his new routine. The schedule Gym Bro made for him was extremely detailed to the point Josh barely had to think about what to do with his time. Every morning he woke up, brushed his teeth, washed his face, and made breakfast. Every meal he needed was outlined on this huge calendar on the back pages of the binder.

  Breakfast for Josh usually meant cereal, eggs, and fruit. Gym Bro would get the same, but he would also eat toast, grits, sausage, bacon, potatoes, and a bunch of other stuff. Josh was amazed at how well Gym Bro had pnned out two different meal pns for people with different body types and goals.

  Josh always got to splurge on lunch for himself. It came easily considering he was practically starving thanks to his small breakfast and intense workouts. He thought home workouts were some sort of joke, but Gym Bro’s pn made it clear Josh had never been working hard enough.

  First, he had to do an hour long bike ride while maintaining a certain heart rate that always made Josh super sweaty. Thankfully, it was clear Gym Bro had been thinking ahead as he’d bought Josh enough sportswear so that he never had to worry about undry until the weekend. He’d also gotten Josh a nifty fitness tracker to help him know when he was going the right intensity.

  After warming up, Josh would go through several stretches and poses. This part wasn’t too bad since Josh was already used to most of the movements from when he’d worked out on Alice’s pn. It was super cool to see how much more flexible he’d become in such a short time. He could already do a full split after only a few weeks of the program.

  He always ended workouts with resistance and strength training. Josh never knew he could be so humbled by rubber bands. His legs were screaming at him by the end of each session. The whole first week, Josh was walking around the house with sore, beat up legs. He’d finally stopped being so sore all the time, but the workouts never felt any easier.

  The Michelle Champion videos Gym Bro had him follow took him through absolutely brutal movements at speeds that never gave Josh a chance to catch his breath. He had no idea how the woman in the video managed to talk the entire time through the different exercises. He still wasn’t at her level, but Josh had finally built up enough endurance to no longer need to pause for ten minutes between each new exercise.

  He also didn’t need to watch the videos anymore since he’d memorized the different movements and routines. That was thanks to the feedback he received from Gym Bro from recording his workouts. Initially, Josh felt a little creeped out recording his current body; especially since he often wore nothing but a sports bra and leggings.

  Gym Bro had another genius solution to help with that problem. In addition to recording his daily workouts, Josh also had to take weekly, full body, progress photos. Gym Bro insisted the photos would be more impactful if Josh took them without a bra on, but Josh had to put his foot down somewhere and refused to strip down to anything less than a bra and panties; especially since Gym Bro helped take the photos.

  After the hard workouts, Josh was very happy to spend the next hour or so being sprayed by hot water in the shower; especially on the days he washed his hair. He’d rinse all of the sweat from his body, scrub shampoo onto his scalp, rinse it off, put in conditioner, and then scrub his body with the nifty exfoliating cloth Gym Bro provided.

  He was always ready to chow down after his shower, but he made sure to dry off properly, apply oil to his scalp, brush his hair, and apply moisturizer across his entire body before making himself lunch. He’d become used to walking around the house in nothing but a bra and panties after he was done with his self care routine. He would occasionally also wear a loose-fitting shirt, but it always felt weird to squeeze into tight pants when trying to rex.

  Every day, Josh felt a part of him point out that they could always wear a skirt or a dress if they wanted more clothing without feeling like they were covered, but Josh always shoved that thought back into the box it came from.

  Technically, his routine was supposed to include practicing his “Zoe voice” for a straight hour, but Josh always felt weird sitting down specifically to speak to himself. Plus, he never knew what to talk about. Instead, he’d spent the first two weeks memorizing the different vocal exercises from the videos Gym Bro found and now he could absentmindedly do them in the second half of his day when he pyed video games, watched movies, and tidied around the house.

  He always had to use the Zoe voice whenever he went grocery shopping or on other errands outside of the house. He hadn’t measured his body in a long time, but it was clear from how well the women’s clothing fit that he wasn’t ready to face the world as Josh again yet. It was much safer to pretend to be Zoe.

  Which is why he never argued with Gym Bro when he suggested dressing as Zoe on weekends for extended periods of time when the two of them went on small adventures. Josh preferred to stay inside on the weekends, but he followed Gym Bro’s advice that staying inside all the time except to run errands wasn’t good for his mental health.

  He always felt much safer being outside when he was with Gym Bro anyways. Far fewer people, especially men, approached him compared to when he went out by himself. Plus, Gym Bro didn’t always force him out in public. Sometimes they’d go on walks in a park or go to a movie in the nearby theater. Of course, Gym Bro insisted Josh still had to switch into Zoe mode for those outings; for practice.

  The practice definitely paid off when Josh ran into Devon at the grocery store again. As Zoe, Josh was able to py off why they hadn’t texted but still agreed to py Minecraft that night over a voice call. Which meant Josh had to pretend to be Zoe for over two hours with a stranger. And it was totally fine!

  Devon turned out to be another chill guy, and Minecraft wasn’t the me baby game Josh thought it was. His favorite part of the game was learning to trade with the vilgers. Over a few weeks of pying, he’d expanded on their farms and even built enough new structures that some babies started popping up. Devon preferred to gather resources underground, but Josh always ended getting blown up by creepers or falling down random holes, so he was content staying topside.

  It sucked to be building a friendship as this other person, so Josh always had to fight the urge to tell Devon the truth. It was easier to force himself to think of Zoe as a real person who happened to think and feel a lot of the things Josh thought and felt. That way, eventually, they could tell Devon the truth and he would hopefully see that Josh was the same friend they’d always been.

  Evenings during the week were always simple for Josh. He would either put on pajamas or actual clothes and then cook dinner before Gym Bro got home from work. Gym Bro even bought him a few aprons so Josh wouldn’t get his clothes dirty while cooking. After dinner, Josh would take his medicine and chat with Gym Bro for about an hour before going to bed. He was always wiped by the end of the day.

  On weekends, he and Gym Bro often pyed video games or got high to watch movies. Without fail, Gym Bro would offer Josh a massage on Friday night. Josh always felt super guilty about it, but he couldn’t deny how great each session felt.

  He was also totally used to the positions and movements Gym Bro had to go through to give Josh the best massage possible. Sure, a part of him felt really guilty because, after Gym Bro left, Josh pretty much always had to jerk himself off, but he figured that such a thing was a normal process everyone did anyways. It’s not like it meant anything. The timing was a coincidence.

  Josh smiled to himself as he walked into the house with the groceries. He didn’t need to worry about his arousal problem anymore. It was like the world was on his side today. Earlier that afternoon, Josh finally decided to move the clothes he was normally wearing into the closet and dresser instead of living out of the cardboard box.

  After he was done, he decided to vacuum the room and got on the ground to reach the vacuum under the bed. It was there he found another cardboard box; the one with all his old NBE tools. And his sex toys. As Josh held the dildo and the butt plug in his hands, he knew that the he should do the right thing and destroy the objects and throw the pieces away.

  However, he knew they were the solution to his horniness problem. He figured he never found time to jerk off during the week because of his busy schedule and that’s why, when he was able to rex during the massages, he immediately got turned on even though he was in no way actually attracted to his friend.

  The logical thing was to find a way to get his horniness out of his system more often, but everything that normally worked for Josh wasn’t working anymore. For some strange reason, he was having trouble getting or maintaining an erection even though he could tell he was very horny.

  Reciming the butt plug and dildo changed everything. A part of him felt a little ashamed at how happy he was to see them again, but he also remembered how instantly and easily good he felt by having the plug vibrating in his ass. He even had vague memories of how good it felt to have the dildo pumping in and out of him. The only problem was needing lube. Then more good fortune struck him.

  He was walking around the store today when he noticed the same brand of lube that Alice told him to buy back when they were dating. Josh felt a little weird continuing to follow Alice’s advice considering the situation she’d nded him already, but the pros outweighed the benefits too much.

  Josh’s good favor ended when he finished taking off his shoes and walked into the kitchen. He’d intended to pop his plug in as soon as he got home before making dinner, so he’d left it on the kitchen table. Where Gym Bro was currently sitting. Holding Josh’s plug in his hands.

  Gym Bro was staring directly at them and moving the plug around. Zoe spoke, “Hey there, you’re home early.” Their pn was simple: complete and total ignorance. Gym Bro was smirking. “You have any idea what this is?” He said. Zoe smiled and walked into the kitchen to put the bags down. “Nope,” he said.

  He focused on unpacking the groceries, making sure to leave the tube of lube hidden away in the bag. He heard Gym Bro’s chair move and the front door open. They quickly gnced behind them but didn’t see Gym Bro anywhere. They also didn’t see the plug.

  “It’s not like we can hide it now anyways,” Zoe said internally.

  He heard the front door open again. He maintained eye contact and a smile as Gym Bro pced the rest of the bags on the kitchen table and started to help with unpacking. “Thanks for that,” Zoe said, “I normally have to make a few trips.”

  “No problem.”

  When the st item was put away, Zoe began collecting all the pstic bags. He was still trying to figure out a way to sneak the lube into their room. But then, maybe they should call it a loss and throw it away? Since there was no way they’d get the butt plug back anyways. Or maybe they could sneak into the garbage ter and retrieve both?

  “So,” Gym Bro’s voice cut into their thoughts, “you going to tell me why you left a butt plug on the table?” Zoe froze.

  Wait, don’t freeze.

  He resumed collecting the bags. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Gym Bro smmed the plug directly in front of them on the counter. He said, “If you don’t know what this is, then how did it get on the table?”

  Zoe turned and tried to smile harder. They held Gym Bro’s gaze for a solid ten seconds before breaking. “Okay, fine, it’s mine,” he said. He snatched the plug up along with the bags and backed away. “Well, not mine exactly,” he continued, “I found it while I was organizing my clothes today. It was a dumb gift from Alice; from my Ex. And I was going to throw it away, but then I saw I needed to leave to finish shopping, so I left it on the table.”

  Gym Bro gave them a questioning look and then walked over to the door of their room. Zoe held their breath. Gym Bro slowly walked back towards the kitchen and stopped at the trashcan.

  “Crap,” Zoe thought.

  Gym Bro said, “You walked from your room, past the trashcan, so that you could put a butt plug on the kitchen table even though you wanted to throw it away?” He looked over and smirked that devilish grin he was always giving them. Zoe wasn’t sure what to say, but they could feel their smile leaving their face.

  Gym Bro raised his hands in the air. “Okay, sure,” he said, “you were in a rush.” Zoe nodded their head enthusiastically. “Exactly,” he said. Gym Bro held up one finger. “However,” he said, “that doesn’t expin what you’re hiding in the bags.” He pointed directly at them.

  “The gig is up,” Zoe thought.

  He put the bags back on the counter and slowly pulled out the lube. Gym Bro walked over and took the tube to inspect it. He smiled. Zoe looked down and away. All this effort, all this time, and he’d blown it because of being horny. He should have considered Gym Bro could get home early. He should have hidden the butt plug in his room. He should have found a better way to jerk off than anal stimution.

  He felt Gym Bro pat his shoulder. He looked up confused. Their friend was still smiling at them. He said, “Hey, this is no big deal, you know?” They were totally confused. Josh said, “You’re not mad at me?” Gym Bro ughed.

  “Mad? Why would I be mad?”

  Josh struggled to find an answer. He knew that he’d made a terrible, awful mistake and deserved to be punished or rejected, but he couldn’t think of any words to describe why. “I don’t know,” he settled on, “But, shouldn’t you be mad? Or annoyed? Or freaked out? I mean, you just found out I was trying to use a butt plug on myself.”

  “Oh, this is for you?”

  Josh froze again. “What?” he said.

  Gym Bro continued, “I assumed you got this to use on a hot date or something. But okay, it’s for you. No big deal.”

  Every part of Josh mentally smacked themselves in the face. “Wait,” he said, “No, I mean, not for me. Like, yeah, I met this hot chick, and I got this toy. Or, no, I happened to find it, like I said, and…” Gym Bro silenced Josh’s ramblings by pcing his finger over Josh’s lips.

  “Shhh,” he said, “It’s fine. Like I said, it’s no big deal.” He took the plug off the counter and looked at it again. Then he looked at Josh. “Honestly, I’m impressed.”

  “You are?”

  “Yeah, this thing looks pretty big. You can actually fit this inside of you?”

  “I mean…yeah. It looks a lot bigger than it is.”

  Gym Bro’s eyes widened. “You think you could go bigger?” he asked. Josh wasn’t sure how to respond. Zoe said, “I guess I could. But, wait, you’re seriously not freaked out by finding out your straight, male friend likes putting a butt plug up their ass?”

  Gym Bro shrugged. “I mean, I don’t personally get the appeal. But I’ve heard that some people basically have G-spot that can only be hit going from that direction. I figure you’re one of those people.” Josh couldn’t believe their ears. They were fine.

  Gym Bro handed Josh the butt plug and said, “So, yeah, go wild. Have fun. You’re not going to hear any shame or compints from me. And if you want to buy yourself a bigger one or whatever, I say go for it.”

  “You’re joking.”

  “I’m serious.” Gym Bro patted Josh on the shoulder again. “I’ll even spot you the cash for it. You deserve to feel good after all the shit you’ve been through. And you’re working super hard to get healthy right now. You deserve some rest and release from time to time.” Gym Bro suddenly cocked his head to the side. He crossed his arms and scratched his chin.

  “Actually, you know what?” he said, “We should have a beach day.”

  “What?”

  “Fun in the sun and all that. That can be what we do this weekend. I’ll drive us over in the sports car to Daytona, we’ll y in the sun, maybe throw a ball around in the ocean, find a cool barbeque pce to eat. Or a fish fry. It’ll be awesome!”

  Josh started to let himself get caught up in Gym Bro’s enthusiasm when a crucial detail entered his mind. “Oh, but, I don’t have any trunks.” Josh looked down at his chest. “Also, I don’t think I can really go out to a beach like this. I guess I could wear a t-shirt and sports bra but they could get wet and…” he trailed off.

  Gym Bro replied, “I know my Ex left some swimsuits. You can try one of them on and go as Zoe. Easy.” He immediately strode towards the pink room. “Wait, what?” Josh said. He followed Gym Bro into the room. “What do you mean I can go as Zoe?” He continued.

  Gym Bro was busy opening the different drawers and looking around. “Wow, you really did organize things,” he said. Josh ignored that and said again, “I can’t go to a beach as Zoe, dude. I mean, there will be so many people there. There’s no way I can fool all of them.”

  Gym Bro kept searching as he talked. “It’ll be fine, I promise. There are lots of people, sure, but they’re all focusing on doing their own thing. It’s like when you go to the grocery store or when we go to the mall. Nobody is going to talk to us. Plus, we’re going all the way to Daytona. Nobody is going to know you.”

  He paused for a moment and looked at Josh. “Besides, I can see how much progress you’ve made this st month. You’ll look fine in a swimsuit.” Josh felt his heart flutter. Then his face twisted in confusion. He wasn’t sure if he should feel really good or really bad.

  Gym Bro interrupted his thoughts once again. “Found them!” he decred. He pulled out some colorful strips of fabric from the bottom drawer and handed them to Josh. “Try these on,” he commanded. Josh held the various strings and patches of fabric in his hands. He had no idea how any of this could be considered a swimsuit; let alone decent clothing.

  Gym Bro stood up and walked out of the room. “Let me know when you’ve got one on,” he said through the door. Josh looked down at the floor. He had no choice. He knew his friend was never going to let this go until he tried. Maybe, if they proved that they looked ridiculous in the swimsuits, then Gym Bro would drop it.

  Josh tossed the loose bundle of fabric onto the bed, stripped out of his Zoe clothes, and tried to figure out how any of the supposed swimsuits were able to fit on a human body.

  “You done yet?” Gym Bro said through the door.

  “Give me a minute!” Josh managed to find a matching set thanks to the colorful leaf pattern and he’d managed to figure out with way was front for the bottoms. However, he was struggling to manage all the ties on the top. Maybe it was too small?

  He gave up on that top and grabbed a sparkling blue top that seemed to have a bit more structure. “Bikinis are basically underwear, why can’t they have the same straps that bras have?” Josh wondered to himself. After finally figuring out the top, he found the matching bottoms and quickly slid them on.

  “Okay, I got one.”

  Gym Bro entered the room. Josh stood nervously on dispy. Gym Bro cocked his head to the side and got closer to Josh. “Well?” Josh asked. Gym Bro started walking around him to observe Josh at different angles before stopping in front again. Finally he spoke, “I mean, I get that you might want to show off a little, but, you know, there will be kids there. I’m not sure this is really appropriate.”

  Josh fiddled with the front of the bikini. Instead of cups, it had two triangles of stretchy fabric that only covered the bare minimum of Josh’s breasts. “Too small, right? That’s what I was thinking too.” Gym Bro shook his head. “Not those. Although, I hear you that they could be bigger. I’m talking about that.” He pointed directly at Josh’s crotch.

  Josh looked down and saw an obvious bulge sitting in the front of the bikini bottoms. Gym Bro continued, “I never said anything before about your bulge, but, at the beach, well. Imagine I went out there in a speedo or something. I might get the cops called on me. You know?” He chuckled.

  Josh looked up in a panic. “There’s no way I can go out like this!” He excimed. Gym Bro moved over to the bed and shifted through the rest of the swimsuits. “Hmm,” he mumbled, “The rest of the bottoms are all sort of the same size. I wonder if there’s a way you could tuck that thing away?”

  Josh spoke up, “Even if I tuck it away, the moment I move around or swim, it’ll shift out of position.”

  “Maybe tape?”

  “Then I can’t get in the water. Also, taping down my dick sounds super painful.”

  Gym Bro scratched his head and looked around the room. Josh saw an opportunity for compromise. He said, “If I wore some normal swim trunks, then my bulge wouldn’t be obvious. I can still wear the bikini top. Lots of girls do that, right?” Gym Bro mumbled in response, “Maybe she had something else that could work.”

  He moved back to the bottom drawer of the dresser and started digging around. Josh felt his heart leap into his throat. His fears came to fruition as Gym Bro pulled out two more swimsuits that had been squished into the back corner.

  “Hey,” he said with glee, “check this out.” He discarded a one-piece swimsuit and held up the bottoms of the bikini he’d found. Bottoms that had a built in skirt. Josh knew this would happen. He’d spotted the swimsuits when he was organizing earlier and recognized them as the swimsuits Alice bought on her st trip. The moment Gym Bro brought up the beach trip, Josh had in his mind to throw these two swimsuits away seeing as they would almost certainly fit him.

  “Try this one on,” Gym Bro said as he thrust both parts of the bikini into Josh’s hands. Josh held his head down in shame as he waited for Gym Bro to leave the room. But that didn’t happen. Gym Bro simply sat down on the bed and looked at Josh expectantly.

  They didn’t have the strength to argue. Even though Gym Bro cimed it was okay, they still felt bad about hiding and lying about the butt plug. And now, they’d tried to hide what was sure to be the perfect swimsuit for a beach trip. So instead of asking Gym Bro to step out of the room, he turned his back to Gym bro and changed into the new swimsuit.

  The top had thicker, wider straps and actual cups which made it much easier to figure out how to put on. Of course, it also cupped their breasts and had a bit of a lifting effect to give them cleavage. The bottoms were also easy to put on. The skirt was pin bck while the top had a pink and red floral pattern with a bck background. He turned around and spread his arms slightly out from his sides.

  “Ta-da.”

  “Oh damn, that basically fits you perfectly,” Gym Bro said. He got up and did his 360 inspection of Josh in their bikini once again. “Yeah, it looks pretty good.” He stopped in front and pced his hand against Josh’s belly. They reflexively sucked in a little bit. Gym Bro stepped back and cocked his head from side to side. “No bulge is visible. Try moving around.”

  Josh awkwardly shook his legs around and bent at his knees a little. He tried spinning and felt the skirt raise up as he twirled which made him feel like a silly idiot, so he stopped moving. “Jump up and down a few times,” Gym Bro said. Josh complied. Surprisingly, the top of the bikini did a good job supporting and holding his chest even if it also allowed for plenty of jiggling.

  Gym Bro nodded his head. “It’s perfect,” he decred. He gathered the rest of the swimsuits into his arms and turned to leave the room. He continued, “Next time we go out shopping, we can try on a few more so you have extras. That way we can go swimming or to the beach more often.” He fshed Josh a smile.

  “I’m going to py some games while you make dinner.”

  Gym Bro shut the door behind him. Josh stood in the room for a few moments before moving in front of the mirror on top of the desk. He moved himself around in different positions to try and get a good look at himself. All he saw was himself in cute swimsuit. He sighed. Maybe things wouldn’t be so bad. It was like Gym Bro said, they were unlikely to run into anyone Josh knew.

  “It’s not like we have anyone left anyways,” Josh heard in his mind.

  “Just Gym Bro,” he replied.

  That settled it. Gym Bro wanted to go to the beach. Not only that, but he wanted to go to the beach specifically to make Josh happy. They took another look at themselves in the mirror. Sure, they felt a stinging pain in the back of their mind screaming that something was wrong, but they looked objectively good. He ran their hand across their slightly pudgy belly.

  “This should go down with the exercises,” he said to himself.

  He tried sucking in his stomach by holding his breath. Then he focused on keeping the muscles tensed while allowing himself to keep breathing. That looked much better, but he was only able to hold it for a few seconds.

  “We need practice,” he told himself.

  If Zoe was going to be a bikini-cd girl at the beach, then they had to make sure she was a hot bikini-cd girl at the beach. They nodded their head, resumed their suction hold, and changed back into their original clothes before going out of the room to make dinner.