One shot Nep stories - Noire is my fitness coach?!

It was afternoon in Lastation. People are still working in this hour while I'm in a hotel room sitting on my computer chair thinking of something to do so I could cure my boredom. I could play some video games but no title interests me right now, I could take a nap in my bed but I would be wasting time, I could learn a new language but its already hard to keep myself motivated into doing it, and I could browse the internet on my laptop but that would make me feel more bored than I already am. Watching movies or TV isn't my thing, and I haven't read a good book in months.

I was dressed in a plain yellow t-shirt while sporting red shorts and white tennis shoes.

I looked inside the refrigerator and found some pizza rolls, so I grabbed a few and placed them in the microwave to heat up and eat. As soon as the timer went off, I grabbed the rolls and sat back on the computer chair, facing at my laptop which is turned off. I really wish I was feeling like myself but I've been doing the same routine for a while: Wake up, eat some breakfast, play video games or browse the internet, eat some lunch, play more games or browse the internet, eat dinner, play even more games or browse the internet, change into PJs, have a quick fap, go to sleep, rinse and repeat. Sure beats working at stores or listening to dumb lectures by some jackass who only wants to score brownie points though.

Then after the 4th pizza roll I ate, something crossed my mind: I fantasize about being the most handsome looking young man who got to wreck pussies in hentais I watched or made women awestruck by being shirtless and letting them see the chest hair and abs that bitches would have to be stupid to say they prefer the old and fat lardasses. But then another thought crossed my mind: I'm one of those fat lardasses, so technically I'm making fun of myself. I felt so insecure about looking like a slob despite not going outside often and interacting with people.

Then I heard thoughts in my head.

'Hey, buddy! Why the gloomy feel?' The right side of my brain asked.

'Hes feeling jealous and insecure of people better than him, he can't face the reality that he'll never be good if he all he does is eat pizza rolls and sits on that chair all day complaining about trivial matters!' The left side of my brain said.

I ate the last roll and placed the greasy plate on the desk, then I got up from my chair to lay in the bed so I could stare at the ceiling.

'Don't you ever get tired of that feeling? Your attitude and posture would improve if you just thought about dropping the rolls. Maybe go to a gym to gain muscles and work out your troubles?' The right side of my brain suggested.

'Ha, as if that loser would actually do that! Hes too comfortable as a sloth to get out of the room!' The left side laughed.

I continued to stare the ceiling while my thoughts kept talking.

'Well what are you going to do? Are you going to waste more dopamine on yourself from jerkin' off?! Y'know if you keep doing that while your body is shaped like a hamburger, not only are you gonna live a shorter life and get health problems, but you'll be too exhausted from tickling your pickle!' The left side shouts.

'Thats umm, one way of looking at it.' The right side coughs and resumes. 'You browsed some fitness places, you want to be like those handsome men, so why not consider going to the gym?'

"B-but they'll make fun of me because of my hamburger body!" I stuttered.

'Well faggot, you did it to yourself.' The left side says.

'If you're that worried that you'll be made an example of, you can just stay in here and follow exercise videos but they're not fun.' The right side says.

'Or you could stop acting like a pussy and take those insults like a champ by putting them to your power! Your choice.' The left says.

I've thought about what choice to make. I believe there was a gym somewhere in Lastation I could go to and spend time at...maybe if I'm lucky I'll score a personal trainer who'll definitely make me motivated to work out!

"All right." I got out of bed and said. "I'm going to the gym!"

Both my thoughts inside were surprised at my decision but they didn't believe it was final.

'For real? If you're actually serious, you damn well better commit yourself to it because that weight ain't gonna drop in just a few days! And you can't go around munching pizza rolls like a hog, you have to make changes!' The left side says.

'Are you going to make that commitment? It's easy to put weight back on if you forget to do your sets and eat unhealthy.' The right side says.

I stammered for a moment and said "Y-yes! I want to go to the gym! I want a nice body and I want to show those guys whos the boss of this place!"

'Big talk coming from someone who hasn't even set foot in the place.' The left side says.

"I-I'm going right now!" I shouted while walking over to the door to unlock it with my card.

Once it opened, I got out to the hallway and locked my room with the card I had. I marched downstairs and then exited the lobby to go outside. The feeling of being in outdoors Lastation was refreshing.

A young man in glasses walks by me, I try getting his attention.

"Umm...sir? Sir?"

He then looks at me and answered. "What?"

"C-could you please...point to me...where the gym...is...?" I said.

'You're stammering again.' The left thought chimes in.

The young man answers and points to his right. "Well...its not far from here."

"T-thanks..." I nervously chuckled and walked off.

The young man shrugs and walks off on his own, probably wondering why I acted strange.

After a few minutes of walking and sometimes taking breathers, there was the place I was looking for with a sign that I imagine would light up at night.

"Well, there she is." I said to myself, preparing to take a step inside...

Once I went inside, I felt the cool breeze from the a/c being on compared to outside where I felt like I was roasting. Ahead of me was a brown hair girl wearing the gym's uniform checking on her desktop computer, I would guess that she is an employee who works here.

I tried getting her attention. "E-e-excuse me, miss?"

She did not look at me or acknowledge my presence. So I knocked on the desk hoping she'd hear it.

Thankfully she stopped typing and faced me, looking shocked that someone like me came.

"Oh hello, sir! What can I do for you?" She asks in typical business fashion.

'Don't fuck this up!' The left side of my thought said.

I felt nervous that a girl was looking at me, usually I don't make eye contact with people because I'd rather be talking with a keyboard.

"W-w-well..." I began stammering again.

'Good job, doofus! You're really going to show people who the boss is.' The left thought groans.

"I... would like... to sign up here and work out." I said nervously.

The girl gave me a clipboard and said. "Great! Just read the print, then sign your name here, and then I'll deduct sone credits from your account."

The paper said typical terms of service crap like 'By accepting these terms, you agree that blah blah blah' so I skipped the print and signed my name on the line in the bottom right corner. Then I told her my account number and gave her the clipboard that had my name signed.

She looked at the document and said with a smile. "Thank you, have a good work out!"

I nervously chuckled and walked to the left door. I could hear techno music blast over the built-in speakers this place had which I hated because I personally find it distracting from doing anything. Then again maybe thats the point, your mind gets distracted while you work out...

Actually no, thats stupid. Just as dumb when they put in hanging TVs in front of the treadmills.

Looking around, there wasn't really many people here but me which made me wonder if they're in the other door.

Just as I was about to leave the room that had exercising equipment, I heard a girl counting down what I'd assume would be her reps and also some breathing. My mind was curious to find out who was here, so I turned around and walked to the room that had the door opened. Inside it had yoga mats and a wide mirror that reflected me and the girl who had black twintails with blue ribbons tying them up like a knot and sported a gym uniform with what looked like was her name written on her chest in something not English.

"Uhh...hello?" I called to the girl who was doing pushups.

Her eyes looked at mine and she fell on the mat, gasping in shock.

"Ack! A man!! W-what you're doing here?!" She looks says while looking at me with an irritated face.

"Umm...well, I was looking for a room to exercise in and uhh..." I once again felt nervous.

'Come on, you dork! This act of being a pussy has to end!' The left side of my thought shouts.

'Please pull yourself together.' The right side of my thoughts said.

The girl in front of me crosses her arms and continued to give me that look.

"I heard...you counting and breathing so I was curious to see what was going on and now, here I am!" I laugh nervously.

"You've got some nerve to come in here while I was working out." She says.

"Hey, I didn't know you were here and I didn't see any signs that this was your personal space. If you want to me leave, I'll go now!" I said as I was about to leave the girl alone to her free time.

"W-wait!" She calls out to me.

I felt confused and turned around to look at girl, avoiding eye contact again.

"I-its not like I could use some company..." She touches her said said with her two index fingers touching each other like a child.

"You...want me to stay?" I asked her.

"S-sure, but don't think I'm doing this cause I like you! I don't even know who you are." She replies.

I told her my name, still feeling nervous and avoiding contact with her.

"I see...well, I'm Noire, the CPU of Lastation in case you live under a rock." She says, no longer giving me that dirty look.

We both attempt to look at each other.

"So, why are you here?" Noire asks.

I told her. "I had nothing better to do and I want to lose weight so I cannot feel miserable of myself."

She nods her head.

'You're doing good.' The right side of my thoughts commented.

"What do you normally do on your days?" She asks again, trying to make eye contact with me.

"I mostly sit down and browse the internet or play video games while eating pizza rolls." I answered.

She looked shocked and said. "How can you even do those things with dignity? Have you lost control of your life?!"

I sighed and responded. "Yes. I've put too much weight onto myself because I didn't care."

Noire shakes her head and says "You've got a lot to change, you'll never be successful if you live like Neptune."

"Neptune?" I asked.

"Shes a CPU like me in Planeptune. Don't tell me you've been living in Gamindustri not knowing who the CPUs are!"

"Oh lighten up." I said, looking at her with a grin.

She then took a moment to pause, then asked. "How much do you weigh?"

I scratched my head and tried to remember.

"Uhh...probably 250lbs?" I guessed.

"Thats no good, especially if you continue to live in that life style eating nothing but pizza rolls. Its like you want your death warrant signed."

I realized that I should be exercising rather than chitchat, and I haven't asked Noire if she wants to be my personal trainer! I should take this opportunity now while I got the chance.

"Umm, Noire?" I asked, attempting eye contact.

"What is it?" She asks, returning the favor.

"Would you...like to be my personal trainer and help me lose weight?" I asked with another grin. I wonder if I'm giving her a pervy vibe...

"Wh-what?! Why would I help someone like you who can't control his life?" She responds, her tone sounding harsh.

"Because...because..." I tried think of something to say.

"Aha! Because you're lonely and you got no friends! Plus if I wasn't here, you would've wound up with someone worse than me!" I said, triumphantly.

"Y-you're lonely too, y'know!" Noire tries to fight back.

"That may be true, but I'm not a CPU who has to watch her tongue because shes governing a country and she needs faith from people like me to keep things in good hands." I said, smirking.

"All right, I'll be your trainer! But you better be committing yourself to make the changes. I will be laughing at you if you can't even do 5 pushups and you decide to quit." Noire says.

I nodded my head. Its too late to back down now.

Just as I was about to comment, Noire walked over to the door and closed it. The techno music was quieter now and it was still just me and Noire in the yoga room.

"What're you doing?" I asked.

"I'm your personal trainer, right? Well, we're going to be doing things personal! Plus you're not leaving because you wanted to exercise and I'm going to watch it happen before my eyes." Noire replies.

I do like that the music that was blaring outside is much quieter, but it feels unusual for her to close the door unless she doesn't want to risk having more people pop in or interrupt her session.

Whatever, as long as my CPU trainer does her job and helps me with my effort to drop pounds, I ain't complaining.

Noire walks back to me and says "Lets start with the basics. First we're going to be stretching our arms."

Those tasks seem pretty easy to do. Then again she is likely going with the flow of doing simple tasks and then as I progressed, I would get into lifting and other things.

We both faced the mirror and then Noire tilted herself to the left with her arm out, I followed her pattern.

She counted the reps. "1...2...3...4...and 5."

Noire then tilts to her right with the opposite arm out, I again followed the pattern.

"1...2...3...4...and 5."

When that was over, we both went to our normal stance.

Noire then says "Next up is sit-ups. Let me see you do 5 reps for starters."

I laid down on one of the mats and rested my head on mh arms. I did 2 reps and then Noire said.

"Hold it."

I stopped moving and laid still.

Noire explains. "Don't use your arms to push your head up. You want your head to be barely touching it and you want to use your abs to move your upper body."

"Got it." I acknowledge. I attempted to resume my reps.

I moved my upper half 3 times and felt the struggle on finishing the remaining 2.

"Come on!" Noire shouts.

I barely got the 4th rep done. The struggle became stronger as I tried to finish the last rep. I ran out of breath and let my head touch the mat.

"You almost had it. But do you see what happens when you put fitness at the bottom of your priority list? You'll be like that." Noire says.

I groaned and said "Isn't there...a better and fun way of working out?"

Noire shakes her head.

"Darn..." I groaned again.

"Be honest with me, why did you want to partake in exercising? You must have a reason." She asks me.

I got up from the mat and faced Noire. I didn't want to tell her that I got the reason of doing it was from watching hentais or my insecurity of guys that look better than me and scored babes, but I didn't want to lie to her because who knows how much I'll get my ass kicked from an entity that transforms and gets its power from people's faith into her.

Noire was still waiting for me to answer.

"...I'm doing it because people are getting fatter each year and they'd rather risk their health on doing-"

"Lastation doesn't have an obesity problem." Noire interrupts.

Crap, that was a stupid move I made.

"If you're that afraid of telling me your reason, how can you expect to live?" She said.

'Just tell her, you buffoon. Christ, if you told her, it won't be such a big deal.' The left side of my thoughts said.

"...I'm doing this because I'm insecure of other guys who are fit and show themselves off with girls attracted to them." I sighed.

"Sheesh, thats all you had to say." Noire shakes her head. Then she adds. "I pity you that it took a while for you to finally change your mind. Seems pretty pathetic of you to feel jealous when you've sheltered yourself from people."

"OK, you want more reasons? I'll give you them!" I said.

"Uhh..." Noire didn't know to say.

"The other reason I'm doing this is because I watch hentais and I want to-"

"All right, too much information." Noire interrupts again.

"So can we move on to the next part? Maybe lift some weights?" I asked.

"Well, I suppose but then that means we'll have to leave this room..." Noire says.

"Is there a problem with that?" I asked.

"Umm...well..." Noire blushed.

"Lookin' red there." I said.

She tried to cover that part of her face.

"D-Don't think I'm showing affection!" Noire denies.

"Are you afraid of giving people the impression that we're on a date? Or that a good looking CPU like yourself is with some fat guy in his 20s and you're afraid people won't put their faith in you anymore because they'll think you lost your virginity to a failure like me instead of themselves?" I said.

Noire stammers. "W-where are you getting these pervy ideas from?!"

I shrugged and decided to lay down on the mat.

I attempted to do sit ups again but I got stopped by my random boner that springed up and built a tent in my shorts.

Noire saw the tent and squeaked. "Ah! You pervert!"

"Its just an accident, OK?! Whether I'm just walking or thinking about pizza rolls, I tend to get random boners." I said, trying to calm down the situation I'm in.

Noire didn't say a thing but she had her eyes gazed onto the rod.

"What? It'll probably go down in a few minutes." I said.

Noire sat on her knees near me and still gazed at my rod.

Now I didn't know what to say! It feels like she did a 180 to her personality.

"Noire, what are you doing?" I asked even though I like where this was going.

"L-Lastation doesn't have sex education courses in schools." She said, laying on her belly with her face near the tent.

"What are you saying?" I asked.

"Well most people including myself don't talk about stuff like this because its considered taboo." She says, her eyes still fixated on my prize. Her right hand was slithering to my tent.

"Does the thought of being caught while having sex turn you on?" I asked, the grin on my face was big.

"Y-yes! And I thought what better way to make exercise fun than to combine working out and lewds!" Noire says, her hand touching my tent that grew bigger.

"You...really want to do this? Aren't you supposed to be a permanent virgin so that you won't upset those people who believe goddess should remain pure and that they only love other goddesses?" I asked.

"But theres infinite dimensions, buddy. Theres many of me and probably one guy like you that is getting the fun hes having with a CPU, candidate, oracle, or maker." Noire said, rubbing my tent with her hand.

"What does that mean?" I asked, feeling the pleasure beginning to build up.

"It means you're in a story, your story to be precise. Everyone else has their own dimension and CPU, you have yours." Noire explains, licking the tent up and down.

"So...does that mean I'm God?" I asked, trying to not let out any moans.

"Yes. You can orchestrate whatever in your stories like killing yourself or fly like a superhero. But you need to have a suspension of disbelief because nobody likes Gary or Mary Stus or when you suddenly dropped 50 pounds in two paragraphs later for no reason. Now less talking, more enjoyment of my exercise." She says while continuing to lick my bulgy tent. Her hands were cupping my family jewels.

I let out a moan to signal my enjoyment. Noire doesn't seem to care about what shes doing at this point, she couldn't care less if someone walked into the room and saw me and her engaging in sexual healing.  I may not be dropping pounds from this but man is this one way for me to get motivated to lose weight.

Suddenly my shorts were pulled down, my rod sprang out again like a jack in the box. Then I had my shirt taken off which left me au natural while Noire still had her gym clothes.

'Fuck yes.' I thought.

Noire placed her hand on the rod again and said while stroking it. "OK, I'm going start licking again so please keep yourself still."

She stopped stroking and began to lick the tip of my rod like it was a lollipop. The contact with her tongue felt so good on me, I even felt some of her drool dripping down to my balls. Then she licked the shaft up and down, the pleasure inside of me continuing to build up. I tried my best to stay still but my body twitched.

She stopped licking and said. "Please hold still, control yourself."

Then she resumed her licking.

'Shes so good...this goddess knows her stuff...' I thought, enjoying the sensation from her tongue.

Then after some licking, she swallowed my rod inside her mouth which felt even better for me. We both looked at each other in the eyes for a moment and then I nodded my head to motion her to begin.

She got my memo and began by moving her tongue inside to lick the tip. She then let out a small "Mmph" and started to bob her head back and forth slowly, her lips and tongue coated my rod with her saliva.

"Ugh..." I grunted, the pleasure almost reaching its breaking point.

Noire looked at me in the eyes again and sped up the process, going at normal speed.

"Mmph!!!" Noire says, unable to speak fluently due to the rod inside her mouth.

I tried keeping myself still again but it was too much, my body was feeling like it was going to twitch again and the pleasure was about to explode.

"N-N-Noire!! I'm...I'm gonna!!!" I tried to tell her.

Then she stopped and went in deep. I shot loads of my semen into her mouth from my tip and I heard her moaned while she swallowed my stuff. I letted out a few more drops before it was done and I heard her swallow again.

She bobbed for a bit and then took the rod out of her mouth. Both of us were panting.

I saw my prized possession get even more coated with Noire's saliva and dropped down in size.

"T-That was wonderful..." I said while getting my clothes back on.

Noire said nothing.

"Whats wrong?" I asked.

"N-nothing! I loved it! I loved your semen, it made me realize how important sex is and it made me feel better!" Noire said.

I chuckled. "Heh, its like antidepressants. I doubt you give a shit about the taboo now that you done it."

"Nope. I just hope they don't find out about this...it'll be a huge scandal." Noire was worried.

"Relax, theres no witnesses or cameras in this gym. We'll be fine as long as we don't bring it up to anyone-"

Then suddenly, the door knocked! We both jumped in shocked.

"Excuse me, but we're closing up shop for the night. Please finish what you're doing and come out." The familiar sounding cashier said.

"We're going!" I said, grabbing Noire from the mat.

Then the footsteps disappeared.

We both looked at each other for a moment. I said "Well, I suppose I should head back to the hotel where I belong."

"You can stay with me. As long as you keep that promise that you stay fit." Noire offers.

"R-really? You mean it?" I asked.

"...sure." She answers.

"But don't you have a sister keeping you company?" I asked again.

"Yeah, but I don't really spend time with her as I have paperwork to do and she hangs out with Nepgear and friends. So...I'm still a loner." She sighs.

I patted her back.

"I have you though to help me get work done and whenever we're both feeling down, we can do some more kinky stuff! You have no idea how useful your semen will be." Noire says, hugging me.

We both left the gym after some chitchat and looked at how dark it was outside. The stars were shining bright and the skies were clear of clouds, not many people were walking around, and buildings had neon signs lit up.

"Noire, let me at least pack my stuff up before I get settled in at your place." I told her before I walked away.

"All right, but don't forget our deal!" She says with a smile.

Today ended on a great note. I met the CPU of Lastation in a gym, she agreed to be my personal trainer and even though I did not do any heavy lifting or sweat breaking exercises, the fact that I received head from her was worth it all! I can't believe she was nice enough to let me stay with her as long as I did my part because you would normally think goddesses would enjoy being alone from doing all the talking and pretending to be nice at their own people processes. Who knows where I'll be going from here on out, but one things for certain: Changes will be made.