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Jayda Ripley in... Personal(ity) Training

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For the first few seconds of the video stream, the camera showed merely an empty room. The finished cement floor, combined with the floor-to-ceiling mirrors running along the left wall, lent the room an industrial feel. That edge was taken off somewhat by an electric blue exercise mat made of thick foam in the middle of the camera shot. Behind the mat was a rack of barbell weights all in a single row stretching across from left to right. The last few were so large the camera could easily pick up the "100" etched into the side of the weight.

Above the video, a headline: "Tuesday Evening Workout + New Trainee Debut!" And beneath that, a username: "80PercentTiger".

There was also a viewer count numbering in the tens of thousands, rising steadily as the seconds counted forward on the timer beneath the picture.

A shock of exuberantly hot pink filled the frame for a sudden moment before refocusing on a pair of bright blue eyes, long black eyelashes, and a smooth, pink nose, all framed in downy soft white fur. The camera shifted just slightly before resettling into about the same position as before as the face pulled back a bit, revealing a smile that showed off an near-uncomfortable amount of sharp white teeth.

Satisfied with the position of the camera, the white tiger withdrew further from the camera. Some called it showing off, others called it calculated, but nobody really complained regardless when two of the reasons for the feline's popularity appeared on-screen and up-close within the first twenty seconds of her daily broadcast. The close-up cleavage shot didn't last long before the rest of her upper body came into view, along with the fluorescent-green sports bra cradling her oversized chest. The depth of her soft white pelt subdued the rigid outlines of the fat nipples, but only a bit.

The tigress scooted back further, still leaning over to stay in frame, and waved into the camera. Her chest filled the bottom portion of the picture, her face the rest.

"Hey, everybody! I've got a great show planned tonight!" the tigress chirped. "I'm going to go through the normal workout with all of you, introduce a new trainee, and then answer some viewer mail!"

The tigress's perky muzzle and bright eyes disappeared again as she leaned forward. Her ponderous chest filled the screen, even brushing up against the camera. A paw slid across the field of view, brushing strands of long pink hair out of the way.

"Oops!"

There was a clicking noise, then the tigress pulled back and straightened the camera as an automatic introductory graphic played over top of her, along with a short, catchy instrumental. The graphic, written out in sparkling, electric neon letters, read, "Get Ripped!" and underneath in slightly smaller letters, "with Jayda Ripley" that flickered on a moment after the main header.

The feline moved onto the mat as the graphic faded, revealing many more reasons for her surge in popularity on an adult live-stream service.

Beneath and only partially hidden by the tiger's generous chest, her flat belly rippled, hard and sculpted. Her pelt was trimmed short, ostensibly because it helped reduce head, but it had the excellent side effect of revealing the deep ridges of her muscular arms and belly. Soft, primped, conditioned - the tigress obviously spent hours maintaining the perfect fur coat.

A pair of stretchy exercise shorts of the same material and color as the tigress's sports bra wrapped around her hips, pulling taut across the plump rear end sitting at the top of her broad thighs. In the front, they sagged out and down, distended by the weight of a very masculine set of bulges. The tightness of the shorts helped pull up the fist-sized testicles and a sheath the size of the protein shake bottle in the feline's right paw. Her package caused her shorts to ride up, exposing her long legs. In fact, the heft of her sac drooped lower than the bottom shorts reached down her powerful thighs.

The viewer count accelerated higher.

Black stripes clumped around the feline's thighs, almost as much black criss-crossing the pelt as white. At her knees, her fur faded into gray and then solid black by mid-thigh, where it also started to feather outwards in longer, looser strands. At her ankle, a thin band of white hair only a few inches wide ended in a set of polished onyx hooves.

Despite her unusual equine ancestry, her powerful and lean body, her brilliant blue eyes, perhaps the most striking feature about the feline was her tail. Sprouting from above her full rear end, the oversized length of fur floofed thicker around than her hips. A total of ten broad stripes alternating between black and white wrapped around, with jagged edges intermingling in sharp, lightning bolt-like contrasts. Even with its size and obvious heft, the feline controlled it easily. For the moment, she let it weave in the air behind her or occasionally brush against one of her calves or hooves.

The theme song faded and the graphic disappeared, leaving Jayda alone next to her mat, protein shake in hand. Her other paw waved as she spoke.

"Welcome to the show! If you're new, my name is Jayda Ripley and I'm a personal trainer!" she said. "I like to help people get fit and have fun doing it! I'm going to teach you all about my workouts, plus every week I give someone a personal training session and help them develop a fitness routine. Remember, if you like the show you can favorite and subscribe! Thanks!"

The feline grabbed her protein shake in both paws and spread her legs, hooves clopping against the cement floor as she assumed a wider stance.

"Okay, now bear with me, but I forgot to have lunch earlier," she said, before vigorously shaking both arms to mix the powder and water together in the bottle.

The effect, from the camera's point of view, was dynamic. The feline's breasts swung and lifted, but the powerful pectoral muscles beneath kept them from getting too out of control. Her rump swished side to side, powerful core exerting itself to maintain balance, while the bulge in her overfilled exercise shorts smacked audibly from inner thigh to inner thigh. Ridges of muscle appeared as she flexed her legs and shoulders for a few more seconds before relaxing.

She turned her muzzle to the side and pursed her lips. Her free paw brushed her hair from her eyes and to the back. At the same time, her paw lifted the bottle and her thumb flipped open the tap. The creamy protein shake poured into her part-open muzzle as her thick black lips nursed the bottle. Smacking her lips a few seconds later, having drained the entire bottle, she tossed it aside and grinned at the camera.

"First, we're going to start out with some warm-up stretches, then we'll do our weights routine!"

The viewer count topped out just shy of six figures over the next thirty minutes as all those people watching admired the tigress's flexible stretching followed by a heavy-duty weightlifting routine that included single-rep 100-pound bicep curls and other feats of strength. Of course, all that grunting and effort got the tigress's blood flowing, which also meant a change in the shape of the bulge in the front of her tight shorts. The swell of a massive equine phallus snaked from the sheath nestled into the feline's thighs and over her right thigh before curling around and burrowing against her swollen testicles, now noticeably larger and fuller than previously.

"Ahhh, that was a great workout, everyone!" the feline said, stretching both arms outwards before resetting her long pink hair back around her fuzzy, rounded ears. "Hope you were able to keep up at home. Remember, it only gets easier if you practice!"

The tigress re-racked several sixty-pound and eight-pound dumbbells with little effort, not appearing to even strain as she set them gently down into their places. She did, however, lean over, rump towards the camera, ensuring there was plenty to see while she tidied up. Her massive tail twitched side to side, lifted high up into the air as lifting the weights into place caused her hips to shift side to side.

Once she put away all the weights, she turned back to the camera and grinned while curling both arms to show off her meaty biceps.

"Now that's a ripped workout!" she purred.

As she spoke, the long, fat chubby lewdly straining in her shorts pulsed, which was followed seconds later by a dark wet spot.

Unperturbed, the tigress's hooves rang out on the cement as she trotted over to the side and reached off frame.

"Now it's time for the personal training segment!" she said brightly as she tugged a fit, tall fox with dark red fur into view. "This is Todd. Say hello, Todd!"

The fox stammered a word or two about "being excited to learn from Ms. Ripley" before the feline's arm dropped and her paw wrapped around the fox's left cheek. He stiffened and closed his eyes as the feline's rumbling purr echoed into the microphone.

"Todd here is trying to slim up, so we're going to show him a few simple workouts to see if we can't help him with that."

The tigress's claws flexed outwards, dimpling five points into the fox's backside, before she turned to face him.

"Okay, so this first one is easy. Lots of males and females want better thighs, and there's no better exercise for that than squats!"

Jayda rested her paws on Todd's shoulder. The fox's head barely came up past the tall tiger-hybrid's chest.

"First, make sure your shoulders are square and spread your legs a little."

Large white and black paws with soft, black pads on the palms pushed Todd's shoulders into place.

"When you drop down, go slow and keep your back at the right angle. Ready, Todd?"

The fox hadn't appeared to be listening, but it was hard to blame him. His gaze was fixed the entire time on Jayda's impressive cleavage mere inches away. His nostrils twitched as he looked up at her face with a guilty expression.

"Here we go!"

The tigress pressed Todd's shoulders down. He let out a gasp as she easily forced his knees to bend. Before he knew it, he was squatting in front of her, staring first at her hard, toned belly and then at the awe-inspiring length of stallion-stalk trembling in her taut shorts.

"Don't come up right away," she continued, leaning over to keep her paws on his shoulders. Her chest rested on top of his head, draping around his ears. "It's not good to bounce too hard. Come up nice and slow - take your time and feel the burn."

Her grip relaxed and Todd pushed himself up with a grunt until he was standing again.

"Great! Let's do a few more to practice. Follow along at home, and if you need to, use a wall so you don't lose your balance!"

Todd found himself shoved down again. When he crouched the tigress's cheery voice rang out from above, though with her chest squeezing around his ears it was hard to hear. And the smell of her, especially after the workout she'd just completed... the fox's nostrils flared as he inhaled, muzzle drifting closer and closer...

Then she pulled him upright again, only to have him go down for another deep squat, casually describing what muscles he was working and how it would help his figure. On the fourth squat, her hips pushed forward. Todd's heart rate exploded as the half-hard stalk of horsemeat squeezed against his lips, nose, and cheek. It was just for a moment, but the size of it left an impression. Todd's brain went blank as he stood up and squatted down again, then once more, each time getting a muzzleful of the tigress's growing arousal and musk.

"Thanks, Todd! You're a great trainee!" Jayda said. Her maleness flexed outwards, pointing straight up now but curling outwards and tugging the waistband of her shorts away from her pelt. "Next we're going to do some leg lifts. I know a lot of people hate leg lifts, but they're a great exercise you can do without any weights to tone your thighs and core!"

The feline purred as she pushed and pressed Todd into position on the exercise mat, on his back, knees bent, shoulders flat to the ground.

"Okay, so what Todd is going to do is hold both legs straight out, knees locked, and lift them up into the air," Jayda said, moving around to the fox's head. She settled herself down on her knees, spreading them to either side of his face. "I'll help him with the first few reps by holding his shoulders."

The fox's face disappeared beneath several pounds of heavy tiger balls wrapped up in stretching elastic fabric. A few muffled moans echoed from beneath as the tigress encouraged him on, occasionally leaning forward to adjust his form, with the side effect of grinding her musky nuts and growing stalk over his face again and again.

"That's it, Todd!" she purred, nodding as he got both legs stretched upwards. "Good work! But let me just check something."

The image of the fox's face as the tigress's endowments lifted away from his muzzle sparked jealousy among many of the viewers who wanted to be in the zonked-out male's place. His tongue lolled from his muzzle and his bushy red fur as smooshed and in disarray.

Jayda didn't waste time, though. She moved to the fox's legs and grabbed his ankles, then smiled into the camera.

"For a really good stretch, get a friend to help!"

The tigress leaned forward, pushing the fox's legs back. Her hips descended, sliding her oversized horsecock against his exposed rump, grinding him through their respective shorts. The fox's ears swiveled and his tail tip beat against the floor between the feline's hooves as she stretched his legs back further while humping at his rump with her stalk.

"Three... and... four!" she gasped, leaning back. "How'd that feel, Todd?"

The fox sat up and rubbed his head. "Uh... wow... you're..."

"That's great!" Jayda said, cutting in. A devilish smile appeared on her muzzle as she flicked her tail towards the camera. "Now, I think I have time to teach you one more workout that will really help you reach your trim and slim goal!"

Strong paws grasped the fox's shoulders and pulled him upright, then spun him around. The feline's grin widened as she flexed forward as her arms stiffened, bending the vulpine over. One paw gripped the back of the smaller male's neck as the other reached down and jerked on his tail, pulling his hips up and back. The fox whined, then whimpered he felt the thickness of her maleness, still stretching outwards against her shorts, grind between his cheeks.

She kept grinding, moaning as she did, until her cock was harder and stiffer than ever. The tip strained against the elastic waistband, refusing to be bent and curled out anymore. The shorts pulled up around her thighs and crotch, outlining the enormous swells of her massive balls. The tigress shuddered as she stroked her length several more times until a tearing noise erupted from between their hips. The feline's thickness ripped right through the fabric, shredding the overtaxed shorts, and lurched upwards before slapping down with a gut-churning thud across the fox's red backside. Jayda's stalk was huge, easily as thick around the middle as her bicep, with a firm medial ridge halfway up the midnight black length. Her sheath and balls, both coated in dark black fur, stood out against her thighs. Her plump lips opened as a groan of pleasure left her muzzle.

Todd felt a splatter across his shoulders and shuddered for different reasons. His brain was foggy, confused, and it was clear from his behavior on camera that, while he was exceedingly into what was happening, there was something else going on, too.

The tigress, however, kept up her cheery narration.

"Now this exercise always takes two if you wanna get right," she said, her voice dropping lower, huskier in tone, as her flexing horsecock bounced off the fox's plump hips. "The basic idea is to work every muscle in the body at the same time by forcing them to flex. So, Todd, do you know how this exercise works?"

The fox whined and shoved his hips back in response. He was fit, toned, but not overly muscular or thin. Average, really. Jayda licked her lips as she drew her hips back. He'd soon be anything but average, as the once-more growing number of viewers of the stream could attest.

The thick tip of her black shaft nudged under the fox's tail after she tugged his shorts down. He whined all the louder as she turned slightly to the side, showing just how much daylight there was between the fox's rump, where her horsestalk dimpled his cheeks, to the base of the incredible shaft, where it arose from the stretched black-furred sheath.

"As usual," the tigress grunted, both paws dropping to circle the fox's waist, fingers nearly touching as they wrapped around his belly, "I find it best with this exercise to go hard from the start!"

Todd's head curled back, throat exposed, back arched, as the feline's hips surged forward. Her fat length stretched the vulpine's rump wide as a steady stream of pre-cum provided all the lube she'd require to deep-dick her latest trainee. The fox's whines and whimpers echoed above her ragged, heavy breathing as she pumped and thrusted recklessly, forcing inch after inch of her fully-engorged stallionhood deep into his guts.

The fox let out a particularly high-pitched squeal when she slammed her thighs up against his backside, bottoming out entirely. His belly distended outwards, skin wrapping tight around her flexing monster inside, tight enough that the rhythmic releases of pre-cum were visible against the fox's white belly fur. Jayda groaned with pleasure as she humped upwards. She leaned back, flexing her shoulders, and grabbed both of Todd's wrists.

The fox's legs kicked uselessly in the air as she bent backwards, hips out. By dragging his arms backwards, she forced him to lean back along with her. His moaning, open muzzle disappeared in her cleavage as her huge maleness stretched his belly even further.

That's when she started bouncing her hips. Hard, fast, up-and-downs, at least two per second. Todd's cries filled the microphone as the feline's body rippled with power and muscle. The fox's cock, meager in comparison to the overhung tigress, flopped and flapped against his belly as she bounced him up and down like a ragdoll.

"Now watch... closely," the feline gasped, grinning at the camera. "See how... he's flexing... his whole... oooohhhhfff... body? That's the secret to fitness, right... hah... nffff... right... oh, yeah... right there!"

The outline of the flared stallionhood stretching outwards against the fox's white-furred stomach disappeared as the feline's orgasm hit. Instead, his stomach bloated outwards, filling like a water balloon as massive amounts of potent tigerspunk ricocheted into his body. His stomach hung over his thighs as she pulled him back and down, still holding his wrists as she bent over nearly ninety degrees, using her powerful tail to support herself.

"Always go for... one... last... flex!"

Cum poured from Todd's stretched rump, drizzling down onto the mat below between the feline's dark black lower legs. She let go of his wrists and grabbed his cock, reaching between the swollen, sloshing stomach to get there. Todd's plaintive squeal echoed delightfully through the microphones as she made him cum with only a touch, then proceeded to bounce him the entire time he clenched his ass around her invading thickness.

It was over almost as quickly as it began. The feline simply straightened up and then leaned over slightly. The bloated figure of the fox slid from her thick stalk a few inches at a time onto the cum-soaked mat below, ending up on a heap. Seed poured from his gaping backside as the tigress's stalk lurched and shot a few last webs of seed across the groaning, panting male at her hooves.

"Now that's a great workout routine that anyone can do in the privacy of their homes," she purred. "Of course, doing it at the gym is even more fun!"

The fox at her hooves gurgled and held his belly with his paws as she continued.

"Well, there are only two things left to do this episode," Jayda said. "First, let's welcome back Ian! Ian was my trainee last week and I wanted to show off the results to all of you. He's really worked hard!"

A new figure appeared from the right side of the screen. At first, it appeared the otter was a female, but closer inspection revealed he was a he after all. The long lashes and shoulder-length black hair, combined with the pert shorts wrapped around an extraordinary bubblebutt, added to the feminine nature of his appearance. He sidled out, hips working as he padded barefoot over to the tigress. A small sports bra clung to his flat chest as he leaned into the tigress's large paw and looked up at the huge white tiger adoringly.

"Ian here's been working out with me for almost three months and has been a regular trainee, as you all know. I'm happy to say, we're giving him his own show right here on the network, so check back soon for that!"

The feminized otter grinned as he reached out and delicately ran a paw across the drooping length jutting from the feline's hips. His own hips stuck out, rump cheeks spilling out of his too-small shorts.

"That's right! I'll be teaching you all the secrets to cardio and endurance training!" he said, his voice a lilt. "Everything I've learned from Jayda both on and off camera is going to help you achieve your perfect fitness!"

The feline's paw wandered down Ian's backside as the fox on the floor at their feet gurgled again. A line of cum dribbled from his lips as he shuddered and groaned, his cock still hard and flexing and dribbling seed.

"Say, Ian, want to stick around and help me with the viewer male?" Jayda asked. "I was going to have Todd help, but I think we may have overdone it on his first day."

"I'm happy to help!" the otter said, dropping to his knees in front of the muscular white tiger.

Jayda looked to the right of the camera, eyes moving as she read out loud the first question. Lower, beneath the swells of her chest, Ian's cheeks bulged as he greedily wrapped his lips around her semi-hard thickness, expertly swallowing the incredible shaft deep into his throat.

By the second question, Jayda was fully hard again and stammered occasionally as the otter's paws played with her heavy sac. By the third question, she had both paws around the back of his head. Her hips lurched forward, grinding her cock impossibly deep, distending his throat and stretching his jaw until her sheath tickled his nostrils.

"And that's... what I recommend... for breakfast," Jayda groaned. The wriggling, spasming body of the otter impaled on her length made a variety of lewd noises as the tiger began her sign-off. "Don't forget the pineapple juice! That's all for today... thanks for watching! Come back tomorrow afternoon early to see Ian's new show - isn't that right, Ian?"

The otter lifted a paw and gave a weak thumbs up as the tigress's thrusting increased in pace. Wet splurches and other onomatopoeiaic noises echoed around the room until the tigress let out a familiar roar of pleasure. The femboy otter's gut ballooned as the feline's claws pricked his skull, keeping him locked around her incredible length, forcing every drop of her potent seed into his growing belly - one last send off before he began his independent show.

The otter ended up on the floor next to the fox, both groaning and shuddering and experiencing shock waves of pleasure as her musk and seed combined to gradually alter them, body and mind.

"Thanks again, everyone! Tune in tomorrow to see how Todd does with his training regimen!"

The feline came into close up on the camera again, flashing a grin beneath her bright blue eyes as she closed the stream.