Dear God I'm hot now, Jon thought as he scrolled through Fiona's Instagram. He or rather she, was being driven over to Olympus Athletics after their briefing with Lucy and was taking a moment to familiarize herself with Fiona's social media. (Lucy had suggested getting in the habit of using the pronouns that fit her body for the duration of the program and Jon decided to try it out.) After all, in addition to working as a trainer, Fiona had over 2 million Instagram followers and made a good bit of money from endorsements and the like. She found herself in particular fixating on some thirst pictures she'd posted of her work out routine nearly a year ago, back when she had her hair dyed brown. She'd seen these photos before as Jon, but was experiencing a strange sensation of her previous lust for the woman depicted turning into some sort of pride?
I mean, I guess that makes sense. That is Me, at least for the next couple of months. She knew the YCIE was almost certainly caused by her wishing stone, but wasn't sure what if anything she should do about it. After all, wishes weren't reversible, so maybe it was best to just let it run its course. Jon'd also be lying if she said she didn't find the idea of being an adult, and a gorgeous woman at that, enticing. It was sort of like the ultimate vacation from her old life.
"We're here Ms. Apollo," The YCIE driver said, snapping her up from her phone. Okay, think Fiona, she commanded herself. She put on a small smirk, saying "Thanks for the ride!" Before getting out and strutting her way into the gym she owned for the duration of the program. Her employees would be arriving in the next ten minutes, and after that her first client had an appointment coming up. She absently touched her abs and though to herself, For once I'm looking forward to exercising!
Fiona's photos:
