"C'mon Gwen, you're almost there. Just a little more, hun!" Jon chanted as she coached Gwen Meadows through her last set of squats. The cosmetics executive was her last personal client of the day, and she just needed a little push to finish her routine. For her part, Jon was feeling fantastic; having such an athletic body made exercise fun in a way it had never been when she was in her old body. She'd done her own workout, following closely what was laid out in her Fiona folder, earlier in the day and was still reveling in the endorphins coursing through her new lithe form. She had to stay in shape after all, since her body was basically the ultimate advertisement for Olympus Athletics.
"OOAGH!" The petite older woman grunted as she finished her last set, before leaning over panting. "How do you do this all day, Fiona?" she asked wryly. Jon just grinned back at her, "years of practice and good habits Gwen. You did great today!" Sure Jon hadn't done the practice or set those habits herself, but Mrs. Meadows didn't need to know that. She saw the older woman off towards the showers and gave a wave to her employee Theo, to let him know she was wrapping up for the day. She'd discovered her own duties at the gym were actually rather light, as only a handful of the richest women in town could pay to have her as their personal trainer. Sure, she'd had to give some nominal supervision to her dozen or so employees, but by and large it was an easy, fun job, and she was going to be out the door by 3 today.
She made her way back to the employee showers and peeled herself out of her sweaty sports bra and yoga pants with some excitement. She wouldn't really be able to explore here at the gym, but still, she was getting to see Fiona Apollo naked. Looking down at herself, she was struck by how much bigger her boobs appeared now that they were no longer compressed by the sports bra; according to the statistics in her files she'd briefly glanced at they were a c cup. She'd thought she'd be more disturbed to see a vagina instead of a penis, but found herself not minding in the least. If anything it's kinda nice not to have something dangling down there.
Letting her scarlet hair out of its tie, she stepped into the shower and prepared to scrub off the sweat of her day. She gasped slightly as the water hit her new bosom, surprised at the sensitivity. She started to bring her hands up to massage them a little, but held back, instead grabbing for the soap. Focus, there's time to explore that at Fiona's place. After fifteen minutes, taking a bit longer to deal with her new longer hair, she finished up and stepped out of the shower. She went for her personal locker, and thanked god she had been able to commit Fiona's combination to memory. From inside she pulled out the fresh black bra and set of boy shorts. It took a moment to wiggle into the garments, but she managed. After that she grabbed a v neck sleeveless green top, and a dangerously short pair of jean shorts. As she adjusted the loose top to allow a tantalizing peak of her new breasts, she couldn't help but smile. Something about putting on an outfit picked out that morning by the original Fiona Apollo made the whole thing seem more real to her, like she really was Fiona Apollo. Well, as far as anyone not in the YCIE knows, I am.
Lacing her pink Nikes up she grabbed her purse and gym bag, before making her way towards the exit. Her plan was to use her phone to navigate to Fiona's address, get settled and start going through the rest of the file sitting in her gym bag. However as she was walking out, she saw someone she wasn't expecting waiting by the front door. Relaxing against the wall was a woman she'd seen a photo collage of that morning, Dr. Elaina Wembley. The dark haired woman was clad in a grey tweed blazer with black piping over a red blouse that seemed to strain to constrain the woman's generous cleavage. A black skirt with a large golden buckle, and 3 inch black pumps completed the outfit. The beautiful woman smiled as she saw Jon stepping out of the gym, "Ah, Fiona, I was hoping you'd be finishing up soon."
Jon was a little stunned; she didn't know if Fiona and Elaina knew each other, but more to the point she didn't know which of her old classmates was inside the good professor at the moment. "Karyn?" She asked hesitantly, thinking her friend may have wanted to touch base about the whole YCIE thing. The apparent Elaina smirked, "no. If you must know I used to be Leonard, but I'd really prefer you call me Elaina." Jon's lovely eyes widened, startled by how at ease the former overweight nerd seemed in a skirt and heels, "Leonard? but you seem so-?"
"Feminine?" Elaina asked, "Yes, I suspect that in addition to giving us access to our new bodies educations, they gave us the motor skills to go along with them. You're standing quite gracefully yourself, Fiona."
Jon blushed despite herself, "Really? I've been so worried about making a mistake all day at work and somehow giving the game away."
Elaina chuckled melodiously, "Not to worry, darling, you look to all the world like Fiona Apollo. I'm sure you want to decompress, and that's actually why I stopped by. We're sharing something of a unique situation at the moment, and I was wondering if you'd like to stop by my place later tonight to unwind a little bit and compare notes so to speak?"
The idea was surprisingly appealing to Jon; she didn't know Leonard very well, but liked the boy well enough and he was right, they were in a similar situation, going from teenage boy to a young woman in her 20s. It'd be nice to have someone in the same boat, and while it would be weird for Fiona to suddenly be hanging out with Susan McMillan or Roger or Stu, Elaina and Fiona spending time together felt much more natural.
She fished her phone out of her purse, handing it to Elaina, "Sure, put your number in and we'll text to figure out a time!"
