A Sissy (S)exercise Fantasy

I stopped going to the gym about six months ago, when money got tight and I had to find ways to reduce my expenses. I usually don't get to the gym much in the spring or summer months anyway, so it was an easy expense to cut. I hate going into the office all sweaty, so I avoid working out in the mornings, and the last thing I want to do at the end of a day is trade one dark, windowless space for another.

Of course, as the holiday weekend passed and the summer heat began to beat down, I found the lack of exercise taking its toll on me. I wasn't at all happy about how I looked or how I felt, and I'm talking generally, not from a gender/sexuality perspective. I kept making plans to start exercising again, to get outside and do something in the morning, when I could count on having time to come home, relax, cool down, and shower before driving to work in air-conditioned comfort.

It didn't work. Every week I would make plans, and every morning I would find an excuse not to get out. I just couldn't find the motivation.

Ironically, it was during a quick trip to Wal-Mart to grab some comfort munchies -- Doritos, Cheese Sticks, and Rainbow Chips Ahoy -- that I finally figured out what the problem was. I was walking by the women's clothes when I spotted the cutest black-and-pink workout set. It sang out to my sissy heart, called me away from the snacks I didn't really need anyway, and demanded that I submit to its Lycra embrace.

Without a moment's hesitation, I walked over and began rifling through the racks, looking for my size. I won't lie and say I'm a perfect sissy size six, but I seem to be about average, and never have an issue finding something cute in my size. There were lots of other cute color combinations, and I thought about getting a different outfit for every day of the week, but the empty spot in my wallet convinced me that two would be enough. The outfit that had originally called to me featured a pair of black shorts, with an inch-wide pink strip up the left side, and a pink top with a three-inch wide band of black running just below the breasts. The second outfit I picked up was the mirror image of the first, with predominantly pink shorts and black top.