When you get right down to it all exercise machines are repurposed torture devices. Of course, a genius like herself recognised the essential element to keeping a body nice and fit, but that didn't mean she especially enjoyed doing it. Still, that too was a quality of genius. To recognise that just because you didn't want to do something you had to do didn't give you enough of an excuse not to do it. Perseverance.
The trouble was...
"Goodness, Asuka!" the trainer in charge of them today gasped. "You've just walked a mile on that treadmill in record time! If you could do that in real life your name would go in the history books for that pace alone!"
She shot the trainer a cocky smirk, switched the device off and strutted away feeling much better about herself all of a sudden. Asuka grabbed a towel and mopped down her forehead, still confused by her behaviour this morning. Look at him over there. That dork could barely even walk anymore. His breathing was ragged, and it was obvious he'd reached his limit. Honestly. That's the first rule of fitness training. Know your limits. That's how you pull a muscle, ignoring something like...
Suddenly Asuka was keenly aware of a bead of sweat dripping down her chin. It landed on her chest, just barely below the neck and then trickled down, down into the tiny gap in her spandex top, continued on its path under her sports bra. Her hand took the towel down automatically. It brushed her legs while her eyes locked onto Shinji's body. He'd developed a little more muscle recently, hadn't he? Mm, yes. Definitely a little more muscle than before. She shuddered a little bit. Urgh, that was a horrible thought. What if the dweeb actually got himself ripped?
For her own personal amusement she dwelled on the thought a little bit. A hulking brute of a man with Shinji's face, with that stupid meek expression while flexing his guns. Asuka summoned a chuckle. What came out was a rather different noise.
She slapped her hand over her mouth and quickly turned away, taking deep, deep breaths. It wasn't helping. Even when she wasn't looking at him she felt Shinji's presence behind her. Forcing himself to run ragged. Breathing hard. Sweating harder. Filling the room with his scent while wearing the same kind of tight-fitting, body-hugging spandex fitness clothes she was.
Then out of nowhere that scent was replaced by a much stronger one that made it feel like someone had located her libido and hit it with a sledgehammer.
"Pilot Sohryu," Rei said. "Are you enjoying your training?"
'What is it to you?' she wanted to yell. That's what she would normally have done. Instead... Instead all that came out was a meek "Yes, thank you. How about you?"
Guh! She couldn't summon up any aggression towards Rei at all! Even maintaining eye contact was a hellish torment that put gym equipment to shame. Give her a rock, give her a hole so she could crawl into the hole and pull the rock over herself. Rather that than this - Whatever it was!
And then Rei's hand fell upon Asuka's shoulder. It felt like a bear had just gently tapped her on the back with its paw. Asuka was not the kind of girl used to feeling small and powerless. She was confident, smart, pretty and strong!
"I wish to do sit-ups," Rei said. "Please hold down my legs."
'Ask one of the trainers!' transformed effortlessly into "Sure thing!" Ooh, this was so annoying! That was what the trainers were for, after all! However, they seemed to approve of this, and her genius told her why immediately: It would give Asuka the opportunity to let her muscles relax a little before she resumed training.
Rei sat down on a mat in the middle of the gym. Asuka felt powerless to do anything at all except kneel at her tormentor's feet, grab hold of her ankles and pin them down to the mat while Rei put her hands behind her stupid head, lay back down on the ground and, and without a trace of emotion sat up like a dumb -
Perfectly beautiful and superior woman.
"One," Rei said aloud once fully up, and then dropped down onto her back again. The feeling faded immediately. Asuka blinked and looked Rei over again. Naturally, she was wearing the same kind of training uniform as the rest of them. A tight-fitting spandex two-piece. Not that Rei had all that much of a body to show off in the first -
Rei sat up again. A goofy smile etched itself across Asuka's face, and then it faded when Rei lay back down again. Proximity. That's it! That's when it hit her. Proximity to Rei was interfering with her thinking! She should get away before -
"Three." This goddess made her do anything she wanted. No! Rei was not a goddess, she was - "Four." Sex incarnate and better than Asuka in every single - No, she wasn't! That emotionless doll - "Five." Was utterly deserving of Asuka's complete devotion, or should that be derision and scorn!
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Shinji risked a glimpse out of the corner of his eye at the two girls working out in the middle and took a deep, deep breath. There was definitely a funny smell in the air, but that didn't matter so much because he could barely keep his eyes off of either of them. The two of them were as different as night and day, and it gave this weird appeal that utterly captivated him.
Horny. He was horny. There really wasn't any point denying it. If he hadn't been leaning on the treadmill like this anyone could see his erection. The best thing for him to do was pretend that he was even more out of breath than he really was, try to buy himself a little time to make the erection go away.
"Six. Seven. Eight. Nine..."
Which was a strategy that would absolutely work, if not for the fact that Asuka was on all fours with her butt pointing right at him.
"Ten. Eleven. Twelve."
A butt that she would wiggle just very slightly every time Rei reached the apex of her sit up.
"Thirteen. Fourteen. Fifteen."
He'd tried to squash that thought as much as possible, but it was making his dick even harder and harder. Each breath he took. Each sit-up Rei performed. Each shake of that rump. That thought hit him again and again and again.
"Sixteen. Seventeen. Eighteen."
Want booty. Want booty now. Right now. She's right there, you could play it off as an accident, it would be totally worth her rage.
"Nineteen. Twenty. Twenty-one."
Of course Shinji had no way to know it was merely Asuka's pheromones playing havoc with his sex drive. All Shinji knew was that he was trying his best to fight down those urges before he humiliated himself. Before he humiliated her! But that was almost impossible, because his eyes were fixated on the sight as surely as -
A trainer filled his vision. The man leaned over a little and whispered in his ear. "Listen, kid, I get it. You like those girls, huh?" Shinji nodded. Busted. "Relax, man, I'm on your side. The bathroom's right over there. I'll stand in the way so nobody sees... That. Alright?"
A hero! This man was a complete hero! Shinji nodded again, with tears in his eyes, and took full advantage of the man's blockade to scurry off to the bathroom for some much-needed relief. Thank goodness! He'd get away with it now, without either of the girls noticing!
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That was definitely an erection in Pilot Ikari's shorts. Without question. Rei sat up. Her face cold and emotionless. This was a mask. Beneath that, she was performing rapid calculations and observations.
The women trainers were adjusting their uniforms and looking nervously in the direction of the male trainers. The male trainers were adopting body language typically considered "seductive", for example highlighting their musculature, smiling confidently at the women. The smell she had detected in the apartment was even stronger now, and the source of it was definitely Pilot Sohryu.
That was the purpose of this sit-up exercise: To observe the strength of the smell by repeatedly approaching and retreating from the source in a controlled scientific manner. There was a mystery here. And Rei Ayanami had learned just enough of humanity to become curious enough to solve it.
- Asuka's pheromones start interfering with Rei's thinking.
- Suddenly, the gym devolves into an orgy.
- Ritsuko's experiments have changed Asuka in another way that appears here.
- In the bathroom, Shinji is no longer exposed to the pheromones and starts to calm down.
- Something else
Perhaps option 3 or 4 might be in order.
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