Once you hear these words your body starts to burn up. You hop off the treadmill and immediately start stripping down to get some sense of relief despite being in a public place. Once you get your boxers off you loose feeling in your legs, falling to the ground you put out your hands to catch yourself only for your arms to go limp as well any you black out.
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The next thing you knew you feel someone grabbing your shoulder. Opening your eyes you see it's Hannah her body glistening with perspiration, for some reason this sight fills you with a sense of thirst.
"You alright Jeff?" She asks sounding genuinely concerned.
You nod your head and tell her you feel alright. In fact you feel incredible! All your bones and organs were gone, leaving you basically a skin bag but still you'd never felt more alive!
Hannah's mouth twists into a grin.
"Good, because it's time for you to get to work."
Hannah then brings your body up to her face and rubs rubs her head into your chest. You feel her sweat absorbing into you. Not only that, you could actually taist her sweat, like your limp body was one big tong.
Next she lifts up her left arm and shoved your face into her stinky cleanly shaved armpit. The salty tang was intoxicating and you take in a big whiff of her musk, if you could you would've been rock hard, but your dick was just as flaccid and limp as your entire body. Next she pulls you out, lifts her right arm, and repeats the process of shoving your head into her armpit. Your towel body absorbs every drop of her sweat, passing into you and making you feel heavier. Her pheromones fill your nostrils, making you wish you could do something to make her feel as good as she was making you. Grab her boobs, kiss her, burry your dick in her, but you were just her towel.
Next she rapped you around her bulging tan biceps and wiped down to her hands.
Then you were rapped around her chiseled six pack. And rubbed back and forth over her toned midriff. Your face dragging along her muscles and soaking up every drop of sweat from her deep rigid and navel. Hannah was a swimmer though middle school and high school. Meaning her torso was nice and pale compared to her arms, legs, and face. Not that she ever tried to hide her almost chalk white belly. In fact you suspect the reason she wore crop tops so much was to try and even put her tan lines a bit. Regardless of the reason, you were more than happy to be rubbing against it.
For a finally, Hannah rapped you around her thicc toned dust colored thighs and dragged you up and down.
Once you had soaked up her fluids she draped you over her round shoulder and you made a loud damp slap against her back with your arms dangling down to her butt.
"You're a really good towel Jeff." Hannah complimented "Very absorbent~"
You have no idea why you were so worried about being someone else's object. This was the happiest you've ever been.
