#the pants were on sale and i needed new sports bra as well

[berlinini]

beige chino pants secured ✅

[thatguywiththefaceog]

Smutember 2022 Special Occasion

Kokoro buys some fancy underwear for hers and Undine's anniversary

written for @smutember requested by anon

This story is rated E for explicit and is for adults only. All characters depicted are over 18. 

Kokoro walked through the store. Stephine's secret was considered the best place to buy sexy lingerie. The variety of choices before her was a bit overwhelming. Kokoro tended to prefer comfortable underwear and sports bras. She didn’t really know what Undine would like. And it was strange looking at headless mannequins dolled up in sexy undies, with perfect tis and asses.

“Can I help you?” said a needlessly perky sales lady.

“Yes, I mean no-”

“Buying for yourself or as a gift?”

“As a gift. For myself. I mean I’m wearing it myself as a gift. It’s my wife’s and I’s first wedding anniversary and I wanted to do something special.”

“Ah, I see, I see. No need to be nervous. Do you have any ideas?”

“Something blue? It’s sort of my wife’s color.”

The sales lady looks into Kokoro’s face. “Well, it would go with your eyes.”

“Yeah. Eyes.” It was still weird, losing her pink. It’s been a long while since she aged out of being a magical girl, and losing her pink. Her hair fading back to her natural black. It was her most defining feature for her teenage years. It still felt weird not having that connection.

“Hey, have I seen you somewhere before?” The sales rep said, taking a closer look at her.

“Ah, I get that a lot. Just one of those faces I guess.” She did not want to deal with any ‘oh my founder, you used to be Heartful Punch!?’ right now while she was looking up sexy underwear.

Date night went off without a hitch.  They ate, they wined, and they kissed. Undine and Kokoro were in their bedroom now. Kokoro’s heart thumped in her chest.  Come on, You’ve done this a thousand times before. You have nothing to be nervous about, Kokoro thought to herself as her wife’s chest pressed against hers.

“Undine, I have a surprise for you.”

“Oh?”

Kokoro stood up and undid her tie. She then slowly unbuttoned her shirt and stripped it off. She heard Undine gasp. Underneath her shirt, Kokoro wore a deep blue bra with her nipples visible behind the lace. She could feel Undine’s eyes all over her. She wiggled out of her dress pants revealing her panties. The same blue as her bra, the panties hugged her butt. While not a thong, they were designed to ride up her ass crack a bit. And they left the bottom of her cheeks exposed.

“Wow, Kokoro this is…wow. You look amazing.”

Kokoro rubbed the back of her head. “Thanks, I was worried I’d look stupid.”

“Kokoro, you look incredible. I love the blue.”

“Thanks, I wanted to wear your colors for a change.”

Now Undine stood up. “Well, you aren’t the only one who has a surprise.” Undine pulled down the sleeves of the dress she was wearing. Pink bra straps ran across her shoulders. She continued to shimmy out of the dress. Unidine had bought some new underwear herself. She wore rose pink bra and panties. The panties were so small a tuft of her pubic hair was poking over the top. “I wanted to wear your colors too.”

They kissed again, their tongue meeting as their breasts pressed together. Undine flopped down on the bed, so her ass to her wife. Unlike Kokoro, she was wearing a thong. Kokoro crawled up to her and moved the thin line away from her crack. She pulled apart her cheeks, giving Kokoro a clear view of Undine’s dark anus.

Undine squealed as Kokoro started licking her backdoor. “You like this Undine?”

“Yes, ye-yes I do. Oh founder, Kokoro this feels so good.”

Kokoro, who was very much enjoying rimming Undine, said, “Good.”

She could feel Undine’s heat on her tongue. It felt so good. But she could feel her own heat build up in her crotch. And they both needed a release.

Undine rolled onto her back pulling down her panties as Kokoro climbed on top of her, pulling her own down. Her smooth shaved pussy mashed against Undine’s hairy one. They stared into each other’s eyes as they grinded their wet sex’s together. Jolts of sensation went through Kokoro as her clit rubbed against Undine’s.

“Ah, ah, Kokoro, kiss me!”

“You know where my mouth was just was right?”

“Maybe, I don’t care.”

“Ooh, Undine getting a little filthy tonight.”

She listened to her wife. Her lips met hers and Undine’s tongue pushed past her lips. Kokoro wondered if Undine was enjoying the taste of her own asshole.

She must have because she was cumming soon after. Kokoror’s orgasm wasn’t far behind. Their pussies sprayed juices onto each other’s thigh as they rode the high they were feeling. Kokoro stayed on top of Undine as they caught their breaths.

“Happy anniversary.”

“Happy anniversary.”

[manananggal]

I Wish I Had A Better Excuse, Like...

a/n: i read high tide at midnight again and i’m just - woof woof bark bark. beata is my trese oc. she’s an aswang raised by a hilot. stuff happened, and she becomes part of the diabolical crew. this is written mostly in english, but has a few tagalog phrases especially near the end. obviously i have no idea how to write fight scenes.

 ///

Beata is a bit nervous about today's spar.

Alexandra – well, considering that she practically took her in after the Incident™, that makes Alex her Bossing too, doesn't it? – informed her a few days ago that her Kuya would be joining them for training. Bossing didn't exactly say who, but it's not as if there's anyone else who'd join them.

She was still sort of hoping that it would be Sir Rick who'd be there - not that he ever joined them, but a girl can hope, can’t she? But when Beata saw the strong, looming figure in a salakót by the entrance of the gym, she couldn't help but be glad she brought the new sports bra she got from Valentina's Secret. It’s comfy, and she was only able to afford one because of a sale. It's powder-blue in color, with a sweetheart neckline that pushes her girls in the spotlight without the risk of them spilling out. 

She checks herself out in the ladies' room mirror and bites her lip. 

While her outfit looks great on her, like - instant boob job, because they look like  decent B-cup right now, and if she-saw-her-picture-in-a-dating-app-she'd-immediately-Swipe Right™, a knot of worry formed in the pit of her stomach.

There’s a voice at the back of her head that sounded like a mix of her mother and Sister Johanna from high school asking her just what the hell she thinks she’s doing. 

It’s effective enough to make her trudge back to her locker and dig through the bottom of her bag for a white, threadbare shirt which she tugs over her head right away.

"How the hell does Wari do that?" She grumbles, standing in front of the mirror again. Her reflection did nothing but throw her disgruntled expression right back. 

She could always ask Wari for tips, of course. But the Encanto would want to know why, and Beata doubts it will take her that long to figure out what's up, and it's not like she needed any more people on her case. With a sigh, Beata heads out, letting the wooden door swing behind her.

--

Carlos Trese, sans his usual salakot and armor, meets her near the center of the sparring mat. He's traded the usual maong for dark sweatpants, but the white camisa chino remained. His head is newly shaved, save for the close-cropped patch that emphasized the sharp widow's peak that everyone in the Trese clan seems to have.

The two of them gave each other the customary bow, an acknowledgment and a promise that neither is out to genuinely hurt the other. No claws and no weapons, but it doesn't mean that Carlos would be less than terrifying.

Beata exhales slowly as she slides into the first stance; her right leg in front of the other and bent slightly at the knees while her right arm extends forward as the left is positioned close to her chest, bent at the elbow, both palms facing the opponent.

Basilio yelling, "Kick his ass, Bibi!" from the sidelines didn't help settle her nerves. She stomped down the urge to stick her tongue out at him and kept her focus at her sparring partner.

She never expected Carlos to go easy on her, but what she didn't expect was him charging towards her right off the bat, and Beata yelps in surprise, barely able to block the oncoming punch. She takes a backward step as her left forearm deflects the hit. She could already feel the bruise forming, but Carlos left his chest unguarded – it could be a trap, or he could easily block any incoming hit, but Beata knows she's just fast enough to land one, and so she took the risk.

Beata was able to push Carlos backward as her right palm rushed forward, striking him flat on the chest.

"Nice, Beata." He says with a curt nod. "That was good."

Her eyes flickered to his face, and she was granted one of his rare smiles. It gave him a rather boyish look, less menacing and closer to the impish grins the Kambal would have on their faces.

And her heart decides it's a good time to speed up, to rattle inside her ribcage, and she knows,  she knows it's not because of the spar. Because if it was, then Beata wouldn't have the fluttering, jittery feeling in her gut now, would she?

It was mortifying, this silly, little torch she holds for the eldest Trese sibling. It started on the day he saved her from a gang of aswang. They needed her blood for some ritual. She was too out of it to remember, and not even Alex's spell helped her recall anything except for the flash of the Verdugo's blades and the pained shrieks of her captors.

In her foggy, half-delirious state, the warmth of his skin that seeped through his clothes was her beacon, and she remembered the way his voice reverberated through his body as he told her to hold on. She found out later that he carried her on his back, away from the rundown townhouse in Wack-Wack that served as her prison for a few days.

She'd been waitressing at the Diabolical for a month when he returned, and Alex – well, Bossing – introduced the two of them formally. Carlos Trese asked how she was doing as he shook her hand.

The contact lasted no more than ten seconds, but the feeling of how much bigger and warmer and more calloused his hand was compared to hers stayed long after he left.

Beata made the mistake of asking the worst person about Carlos. She was a few bottles in, with her head buzzing slightly, and the conversation flowed freely between her and the kambal.

It had been a casual question: 'Do you guys know if Carlos is seeing anyone?'

But those nine words were the beginning of the end, and she watched, like it was in slow motion, as the smile in Basilio's face stretched into a grin.

He, of course, told Hannah, who told Amie, who told someone else, and the news made its way to Hank. Beata's not sure who told Alexandra, but bossing knows everything that happens in her club.

"Ayos ka lang?" Carlos asks, a crease forming in the middle of his forehead.

She could only nod as it felt like something lodged itself down her throat.

--

The two of them have been at it for fifteen minutes, maybe more. It was a dance, a flurry of kicks and punches and dodges - 

She thought she'd been doing a pretty decent job holding her own against the force of nature that is Carlos Trese – she blocks, and she counters when needed, slips in a hit or two of her own whenever she sees a sliver of a chance. She is just bold enough to drive a spear-hand strike at his torso, one he was able to swiftly block and sends a countering side-elbow strike against her face. It made her leap backward, earning her a nod from him.

But he's not the Verdugo for nothing.

Beata was able to dodge the knee-strike he aimed at her middle section, but in doing so, missed the knife-hand strike headed at the side of her jaw.

Against her better judgment, the young woman froze, wrenching her eyes shut as she anticipated the oncoming strike.

But it's been a few seconds, and the pain hasn't registered. There was, however, a feeling of warmth on the side of her face. Ever so slowly, Beata opened one eye, daring to look up at her sparring partner, only to see him staring down at her with an expression she couldn't quite place and his fingers hovering just beside her temple.

"That would have been a lethal hit," He comments as he withdraws his hand. "Don't let your guard down easily, Beata."

Beata, the paragon of articulate speech that she is, could only manage a strangled sound that she hoped sounded affirmative. She knows her face is as red as a tomato, but it's not just because of the spar. Carlos wasn't wrong though, had it been a real fight, she wouldn't have to worry about her skincare routine anymore.

She slipped back into an offensive stance before launching herself at him.

--

Someone called for a break, and Beata, despite her endurance, was grateful as she all but dragged herself to the other side of the gym. She slumped on the bench, trying to catch her breath. Already, there is a dull throb that formed at the base of her neck. She presses her fingers against the sore spot, hoping that she still has Salonpas left in her drawer.

As she cooled down, she let her eyes wander to the only other people inside the gym.

She watched Alexandra walk a bit ways off, talking to someone on her phone.

She watched the Kambal, both dashing even in cotton shirts and jogging pants, goof off with each other. Basilio trying to do a fucking Jyuken stance is funny enough to pull a giggle from her. Even funnier was Crispin barking out corrections on how to do the pose right .

A few feet away from them, Carlos Trese's shoulders shook as he laughed. Who knows when was the last time he was able to just sit without having to worry about the next monster coming at him?

She thought she'd already calmed down until Carlos stood up and lifts up the bottom of his sleeveless shirt to wipe the sweat off his face.

Beata froze; the rim of her tumbler is just barely grazing her lips. She blinks a few times as what seemed to be a high-pitched, ear-splitting wail of a siren echoed inside her head.

She averts her eyes because she has dignity, dammit. She's not gonna gawk at him like a voyeur; she's definitely not gonna burn this image in her mind's eye and save this once she’s alone.

And he removes his shirt. Completely. Because she's not stressed enough as it is.

She's definitely  not  looking at him, or his chest, or his equally broad shoulders, or –  Oh. Of course, he's got a six-pack, damn it all  – or his biceps, or how his faded scars contrasted against the brown of his skin. His sweatpants hung low on his waist, and her eyes seemed to fixate at the gutters of his hips.

It's definitely not the reason why her heart starts pounding heavily or why her throat seems to suddenly run out of moisture when her tumbler is already half-empty.

"Alam mo, this is creepy, even for you." A voice pipes up beside her, making the young mananaggal jump from her seat. Had she lathered herself with lana, her wings would have sprouted, leaving her upper body in the air and her lower half losing balance, comedically toppling on the floor, spilling her guts in a literal sense.

Beata's head whips to the side. The grin on Basilio's face, eerily enough, matched the one on his bone-while mask. She'd been too caught up… well, looking, she hadn't noticed her friend pop up beside her. How long had he been there?

"How is me drinking water creepy?" Beata counters in a well-rehearsed deadpan. She doesn't need to be reminded how weird it is. She's fully aware, thank you very much.

Basilio chuckles, slinging an arm around her shoulders. Beata tries to scooch away in her seat, but his reach is way too long to be avoided. "You could just go for it and ask Kuya to stay for dinner, Bibi." He had the guts to actually wag his eyebrows at her.

"Ugh, Crispin?" She made a show of scoffing. "If what that girl from the wind tribe said is true, salamat na lang,"

"Bibi, you know I'm not talking about –  wait – what did she say about him?"

"Wala," Beata grimaces as she pushes away from the long-haired twin. "Also, couldn't you wipe yourself off bago ka mang-asar? Manghahawa ka pa ng lagkit, kadiri amp,”

Finally getting the message, Basilio himself scooted a good few inches away, letting her out of his grip.

Out of the corner of her eye, she watched as he ran a hand against his other arm, muttering, "I'm not even that sweaty," to himself.

Beata rolls her eyes. Sometimes, it's really hard to imagine how the underworld trembles at the mere mention of The Kambal.

"Hoy teka – don't change the subject!" Basilio says, raising one hand to give her a light chop on the top of her head.

"Aray!" She glares at him. "Parang gago naman 'to eh! What was that for?!"

"Beata, just talk to Carlos," Basilio says seriously, the way he does when he's imitating his older brother. "I'm getting tired of you giving him puppy-dog eyes every time you see him –"

"I'm not –" She objects, glowering.

"– or you completely stuttering when he's near –"

"H-hindi kami close!"

"– or you suddenly disappearing into the kitchen when he's at the bar –"

"I was needed there!"

"– And you haven't actually spoken with him, have you?"

"I-I've talked to him!"

"Yeah. Once."

"Point still stands that I was able to hold a conversation,"

"Telling him that Bossing isn't at the club doesn't count as a conversation, Bibi-girl." He winks.

"Sure, it does. He even said thank you before leaving," She insists. "And I sparred against him today. So… so there."

"Well, you wore that new sports bra for him, and he didn’t notice,"

Her mouth fell open. "H-huy, gago, hindi!"

Basilio's eyes widened at how squeaky her voice came out. "I was teasing! Oh shit, you really did, didn't you?"

"Oh, my God," She groans, burying her face in her hands. "I hate you so much,"

Beside her, he all but exploded with laughter, and Beata was so, so tempted to see if his regeneration abilities could keep up if she started to rip out his arms just before the next one grows.

"Don't worry, Bibi. I won't tell,"

"Sure you won't."

"I mean, you never wear that when you're up against Kuya and me,"

"Shut it, Basilio," She moaned, face still hidden.

He touched his shoulder to hers. "Yiie, dalaga na siya..."

"Para kang gago,"

"He's got big feet…" He goes on.

"No, Basilio. Just... no."

"And you know what they say about men who've got big feet." A pause, and then. "I mean, I would know…"

"Isa pa, ha. Pag 'di ka talaga tumigil, sinasabi ko sa ‘yo... ”

Basilio's laugh echoes throughout the gym.

[particularemu]

I Missed You | A Bang Chan Scenario

Word Count: 3857

Type: Smut

Warnings: Light choking at the end

Author’s Note: For my bby @channiesmixtape​ 

I apologize, this is SO RUSHED, like yikes. 

Sorry it took so long fam! Thank you for supporting my writing 🥰

Chan was a cruel man. 

A very very cruel man. 

The past hour or so you’ve been at the gym with your boyfriend. You two originally planned to do some couple’s yoga class, but the stupid thing was cancelled last minute because the teacher was either sick with the flu, or didn’t feel like teaching odd 20-something-year-olds how to balance on their significant other’s limbs while in difficult yoga poses. 

Despite your silent internal protest, Chan decided to take the time and get some “much-needed” exercise. Honestly, you just wanted to go home and binge watch the latest K-Drama you and Chan started before he had to go on tour. The lazy bone was hitting you hard today. 

Instead of sitting on your phone for the next hour, you decided it might not be a bad idea to get some exercise yourself. After all, you did eat a whole tub of ice cream last night for unknown reasons. Might as well hop on a machine to work off the extra calories you consumed while watching the latest Weekly Idol episode. 

After walking around the gym staring at the intimidating machines for 10 minutes, you decided the exercise bike looked the least intimidating. You just get on and pedal right? 

Unfortunately, about 20 minutes into your Stray Kids Spotify playlist, your knee decided it was time to burn like hell. Well you tried.  A+ for effort. 

Without anything better to do, you figured watching your attractive boyfriend work out was a good idea. Boy were you wrong. 

Watching your muscular boyfriend work out was filling your head with some dirty thoughts. 

With Chan’s busy schedule, you haven’t exactly had a ton of time to hump like bunnies, so you’ve been super horny for the past couple of weeks, for no apparent reason. 

Chan had to travel for about a month. About 2 days into his absence you started to realize — wow, you guys had sex wayyyyy too much. You couldn’t even last 2 days without sex before you began to masturbate to the memories of his hands on your body. Of course the toys you had stashed under the bed in a lockbox helped dramatically, but none of them filled you up like Chan did. 

“Back so soon?” Chan teased, flexing his arm as he lifted the dumbbell.

Your thighs instinctively pressed together, praying to the sex gods that you weren’t turned on enough to seep through your leggings. The last thing you wanted was the whole gym to see a wet patch through your skin-tight pants. 

“My knee decided that exercise wasn’t in the cards today.” You shivered at a sudden breeze that slipped through the crack of the open door — mentally cursing those who opened it. You grabbed your hoodie, throwing it over your head and slipping your arms through the sleeves as Chan put the dumbbells away. 

Chan stretched his hand out to you, inviting you to lace your fingers between his perfect ones. “Come on, let’s go.” 

“I can wait if you have more to do.” You intertwined your fingers with his, leaning your head against his shoulder as he lead you to the door. 

“Nah. I don’t want to stick around here if you’re in pain. You need to rest.” 

“Alright you’ve convinced me. Let’s go home.” You giggled as Chan swung your hands obnoxiously while the two of you walked out the door. 

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“Gosh, what’s the hurry?” Chan giggled as he stumbled into your small living room, practically knocking into the small table you had placed against the wall near the door. To be fair, you did kind of shove him into the room. 

“Chan. It’s been a month since we’ve watched our drama. I’m going crazy here. I want to see if she’s finally going to get together with him.” You threw your bag onto the coat rack, flinching when the unstable piece of furniture rocked under the weight of your unreasonably large bag, making Chan giggle as he watched you steady the hunk of wood. 

“Fine, fine. You could watch it without me you know.” Chan stepped on the heel of his shoe, slipping out of them with ease before sprawling on your dingy blue couch. He flinched a bit as the springs poked him in the side. 

“Yeah, everything I own is falling apart. I did buy a new mattress though. Wanna binge watch it on my bed?” You threw your keys into a small bowl resting on top of the table next to the front door. Chan gave you that bowl when you first bought that apartment because you kept losing your keys and other important stuff like chapstick, pain killers, and your extra phone charger. 

Chan sat up from the broken-down couch, laughing as the piece of shit groaned under his weight. “What did you do to this thing?”

“I’m pretty sure it’s like 87 years old. My grandmother gave it to me a long time ago, and from what my mom has told me, they did it everywhere.” You cringed at your own words. Probably wasn’t the best story to tell your boyfriend when you were hoping to get dicked down later. 

Oh well. 

Chan visibly cringed before hopping off the ragged couch. “Yep. Your room sounds lovely.” 

You laughed, wrapping your arms around your boyfriend's neck. “You know… we could always do more than watching shows in there.” 

“Oh really.” Chan’s eyebrow shot up in the air, a dorky grin tugging at his lips as you finished your proposal. 

“We can cuddle.” You kissed his lips. “And kiss.” You pressed another soft kiss to his lips. 

“I like the sound of that.” Chan smiled, hands sliding down your shoulders before linking under your butt and lifting you up. 

You couldn’t help but squeal a bit as Chan lifted you off the ground, arms and legs wrapping around him as if you were a koala bear hanging onto a tree during a severe windstorm. 

“I’ve got you.” Chan chuckled as he walked the two of you to your less than extravagant bedroom. 

Truth be told, being in his arms like that made you feel safe. It’s been far too long. The entire month he was gone, you craved moments like these. You missed having his arms around you as you giggled over senseless things, watching your K-drama together, sitting in the recording studio listening to his new music. All those moments were replaced with 3 AM text messages and 5 minute calls before bed.  

“I missed you.” You nuzzled your head into his neck. 

“I missed you too baby girl.” Chan pushed the bedroom door open with his foot, chuckling when he saw your sheets. “I hate to ruin this moment, but I have to ask. Are those taco sheets?”

“I happen to like tacos a lot.” You giggled. “And they were on sale.” You added, making Chan laugh. 

“I love them.” Chan nuzzled his nose against yours — the corny action making you fake-gag. 

“Be nice to your boyfriend.” Chan laughed. 

“No.” You retorted. 

“Fine.” An evil grin made its way on Chan’s face before he tossed you onto your mattress, laughing with you as you bounced a couple times. His laughter died down a bit as he crawled onto the mattress, snuggling next to your body.

You smacked his arm, “Hey! That’s one way to ruin the mood.” 

“Oh? What mood did we have?” Chan couldn’t stop his laughter. “Last I remember we were talking about your grandparents going at it on your couch.” 

You mentally smacked yourself. Why on earth did you think it was a good idea to bring that up when you were hoping to have his fingers shoved into your vag. 

That’s when it hit you. 

“What if I strip for you?” Your eyes met his, noticing the slight blush tinting his pale skin. 

“Are you seriously trying to convince me to have sex with you?” Chan’s hands ran along your side, making your body shiver at his touch. 

You wanted more — so much more, and he knew it. His large hand lingered on hip, squeezing the soft flesh softly as he waited for you to say something — anything that would give him permission to devour you bit by bit. Despite his teasing, he wanted this just as much as you did. 

“I was really hoping to get laid tonight.” Your voice shook slightly, confidence wavering as you tried your hardest to keep your composure. Frankly, you were ready to get on your knees and beg, but you were hoping it wouldn’t come to that. 

Chan chuckled a bit before pressing a passionate kiss to your lips. It was as if time stopped, all that mattered in the world was his lips against yours. “That’s funny. I was hoping for the same thing.” 

You moaned softly as Chan’s lips met yours once more, hands traveling up your torso to guide your shirt and sports bra up your body. Your lips separated to remove the unnecessary garments, only to connect once more when he tossed them across the room. Chan swiped his tongue against your lower lip, slipping into your mouth when you obediently parted your lips for him. 

This kiss made up for all the kisses you two missed out on while he was gone. It was the perfect mixture of clashing teeth and tongue as you two felt each other’s warmth in a tight embrace. His breath ghosted across your skin as he pulled away from you, hands darting to the back of his head to yank his shirt off. 

“Ugh, you’re perfect.” Your hands darted to his chest, fingertips feeling the taut muscles.

Chan just chuckled, eyes drinking every inch of your exposed skin. “So are you.” 

Your heart nearly stopped when Chan swung his leg over your hips, piercing gaze watching your cheeks tint a rose color as he straddled you. His fingers fiddled with his belt buckle, unbuckling the damn thing at a painfully slow pace. 

If you weren’t so entranced by his hands, you probably would have said something along the lines of ‘My grandfather moves faster than you,’ and thrusted your hips into his for effect. However, the way his hands looked as he threw the offending piece of leather across the room sent a wave of electricity up your spine.

Your heart panged against your ribcage as if it were playing an obnoxiously loud drum solo at a Metallica concert as your mind flashed with various images of Chan’s hands doing dirty things to your body. A moan escaped your lips as you imagined him sticking his fingers in your mouth before driving them into your pussy, fucking you mercilessly with his fingers as his tongue lapped at your slit. 

A scene straight from a porn movie was playing in your head as you watched your boyfriend slip off his pants in front of you. Was that weird?

That doesn’t matter. 

With each passing second, your underwear grew damper and you found yourself wanting him — and his hands — immediately. 

Speaking of hands…

Chan’s hands were glorious. Your eyes followed their every movement, eyeing up the veins that scattered across his forearms. His knuckles were scraped slightly — most likely from today’s session with the punching bag at the gym. His fingers were the perfect length, and you knew what they were capable of. The thought if his fingers ramming into your g-spot sent a wave of excitement through you. 

You were far too busy gawking at his hands to notice that he caught you staring. 

“I knew it!” Chan’s excited voice startled you a bit, effectively turning off the dirty thoughts you were having and replacing them with pure panic. 

“Knew what?” You looked away, cheeks tinted scarlet as you fiddled with your thumbs. 

Maybe he didn’t actually catch you eye-fucking his hands?

“I knew you had a thing for my hands.” 

“Shit.” The four-letter word slipped from your lips before you could stop it. 

Chan laughed at your reaction, arms wrapping around his midsection as he fell to his side. “Why are you so embarrassed?”

“Hey! You laughing at me isn’t helping.” You swatted his shoulder. 

Sure it was kind of embarrassing to admit that simply looking at his god-like hands would turn you on faster than the speed of light, but it was kind of nice to know you didn’t have to hide it anymore — not that you were doing a good job. 

Chan’s laughter died down. “Sorry. I’m not making fun of you. I just don’t see it. What makes my hands so sexy baby girl?” 

“Chris.” You rolled him over and straddled his hips, grinding your core into his growing cock. “I find everything about you sexy — including your hands.” 

Your fingertips grazed along his chest, fingers dipping into each curve of his abs as you ground your hips into his again, hoping he would get the hint to quit teasing and fuck you already. “I want you Chris.” You slid off his lap, fingertips tugging at the waistband of his boxers. 

Chan’s eyes darkened with lust — or was that your imagination? Nevermind, that doesn’t matter. 

You were more focused on his hand palming his length through the navy blue boxers you were trying to remove from his body. The erotic sight making you more and more excited for what was to come. 

It had been so long. You were dying to unwrap him. 

“What exactly do you want baby girl?” Chan purred. “I bet you’ve had some amazing dreams about my hands.” He smirked when your face flushed red. Bingo! “Tell me, what exactly do you want me to do.”  

His words sent shivers up your spine. Well, the boy already knew you had a hand fetish. Might as well have some fun and get him to do what you’ve been dreaming of. After all, you have been having the same exact wet dream for over a month. Having Chan there to fuck you senseless would be so much better than riding a dildo on the bathroom floor. 

“Please finger me.” Your voice shook ever-so-slightly, all sense of pride leaving your body as you practically begged for his touch. Even though it was embarrassing to beg for his fingers up your coochie, you knew it would all be worth it in the end. Chan would do anything to please you. “I want your tongue.” Your hands rested on his hips, thumbs dipping into the evident dips near his hip bones. 

A sinister smirk took over Chan’s features as he leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to your lips. “You’re such a good girl.” 

His praise turned you on more than you’d care to admit — especially when it reminded you of how he praises your golden retriever. Despite that awkward comparison, you still love to hear his words of approval when you two are intimate. 

You moaned as Chan traveled down your clothed body, quickly ridding you of your leggings. 

“No panties?” Chan teased, shooting an award-winning smirk at you as he chucked your leggings across the room. 

“It’s easier to not wear any with leggings. Then I don’t have to worry about panty lines.” You glared at him. “Just, get to work!” 

Boys wouldn’t understand. 

Chan couldn’t help but laugh at your passionate outburst as his hands ran across the smooth skin of your thighs. Your frustration was quickly replaced with pleasure when he opened your thighs, his warm breath ghosting across your core as his hands left you bare and spread before him. 

“You’re so beautiful.” Chan’s lips pressed against your thigh quickly before he hovered over your center, tongue darting across his lower lip as his eyes drank in every dip and curve you had to offer. 

Even though the words were nice to hear, you didn’t need him to utter those 3 little words. The expressions on his face as he took off your clothing, piece by piece, made you feel like the most beautiful woman in the world. His eyes always watched you with such wonder, hands always feeling the need to grab the parts of you that you once thought were horrible, a blush always evident on his cheeks when you were the most vulnerable to him, those were the unspoken words that didn’t need to be said. 

You mean the world to me.

Without warning, Chan dove into your folds, tongue flattening against you as his fingertips pressed into your thighs. The overwhelming pleasure took you by surprise, making your back arch as a loud moan echoed through the room. Your head pressed into the pillows, hands tangling in Chan’s curly locks as his middle and index fingers entered your core. 

The sinful sounds echoing in the room only heightened your pleasure — the sounds of moaning, sucking, licking, and slurping making your thighs shake around Chan’s head. 

This was exactly why you guys couldn’t fuck in the dorms. It wouldn’t take long for one of the boys to hear the two of you and either A) ask you two to stfu and stop, or B) wonder if someone was dying. You two tried to fuck in the dorms once, but your voice (and Chan) betrayed you.

A harsh suck brought your attention back to the brunette between your legs. Chan backed away from your core, “Eyes on me princess.” 

His big brown eyes watched every one of your reactions as his lips enclosed around your clit, sucking harshly, sending intense waves of pleasure through your body. Chan’s fingers curled inside you, hitting your g-spot with each harsh thrust. 

The amount of pleasure you were feeling was indescribable. No vibrator could compare to the feeling of his fingers ramming inside you while his tongue flicked your clit. You couldn’t help but hope that he wouldn’t be gone this long again — even though you knew that wasn’t going to happen. Chan was an idol. Going on a world tour could take him away for nearly a year. 

“Oh my God Chan.” Your whole body tensed as your orgasm approached, toes curling as shockwaves of pleasure coursed through you. It was as if a coil was tightening more and more with each pass of his tongue until it snapped. 

A mixture of curse words and Chan’s name slipped from your lips as you reached your high, toes curling as your fingers let go of his hair to fist the sheets. Your thighs shook around his head as Chan’s tongue lapped up your juices, riding you through your orgasm. 

“You have no idea how long I’ve waited for that.” You panted, body shivering at the intense orgasm that was still making its way through your body. 

Chan chuckled a bit, pulling his boxers off his body before hovering over you. He pressed a soft kiss to your nose, making you giggle a bit, before asking, “Can you keep going?” 

His eyes held concern, which warmed your heart, but there was no way in hell you’d pass up having his cock inside you. 

“Please keep going.” Your arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him in for a kiss. “I need more of you.” 

Chan pressed kisses all over your face before lining himself up with your core. “I’m happy to oblige.” 

Your fingernails dug into Chan’s shoulder blades as he pressed into you — feeling every inch of his cock rub against your walls as his hips rocked into yours. Chan’s hands rested beside your head, holding up his weight so he wouldn’t crush you. You pressed your face in the crook of his neck, aiming to suck on his skin as he set a quick pace, thrusting into your heated core. 

“No marks.” Chan commanded, the authority in his voice sending shivers down your spine. 

“Yes sir.” You could swear you felt him twitch inside you at the title. Darn. You were really hoping to litter his pale skin with some dark purple marks. Then the whole world would know that he was yours. Then again… Perhaps he had a point. That could make for some bad publicity for Stray Kids. 

Chan’s lips pressed against yours, giving you something to do with your tongue as he deepened the kiss. His hips slammed into you faster, gaining power with each thrust. You could feel his breath ghost across your lips as you parted for air. The new control you had over your mouth gave you the energy to focus on wrapping your legs around his waist, thighs squeezing him tightly as his hips ground into yours. 

“I’m close baby.” Chan’s husky voice sounded strained as his thrusts became erratic. 

“Choke me.” If you weren’t having the time of your life, you’d be embarrassed by how fucked out you sounded begging for his hand around your throat. 

Chan groaned, hand immediately finding its way to your throat, pressing down firm. It was glorious, but you still wanted more. 

“Harder.” 

Chan quickly obliged, cutting off most of your air supply with his hand.  The feeling of his fingers digging into your skin brought you to your second orgasm within seconds, a choked cry escaping your lips as you clenched around Chan’s cock, milking him into his own orgasm. 

Chan released your throat, a deep moan echoing in the room as you tightened your thighs around his hips, forcing him to stay inside you as he hit his release. You could feel his cum coat your walls as he slowly rocked his hips against yours, helping the two of you ride out your orgasms. You repeated his name over and over as if it was the only thing you knew, arms holding him closer as you basked in the afterglow. 

“I came inside.” Chan pulled out, running his hands through his hair, stress taking over any previous emotions he had felt. 

You sat up and rushed to him, rubbing his shoulders to bring him down from his freakout. “Don’t worry, I’m on the pill.” 

Chan sighed, relief flooding throughout his body as he sunk back into your embrace. 

“Besides, even if I wasn’t, I kind of put you in a chokehold with my legs, so you would have had a right to freak out at me.” You giggled, running your fingers through his sweaty hair. 

“You know, having children with you wouldn’t be so bad.” He mumbled.

You weren’t a fan of having kids in your early twenties, but hearing him admit that he wants kids someday warmed your heart. At least you knew if something were to happen and you got pregnant, you’d have Chan by your side. “Yeah?”

“You’d make a great mom.” Chan murmured, sleep slowly taking over the poor boy. 

“I think you’re too tired to think straight.” You couldn’t help but tease him. He looked so tired. 

Chan merely chuckled, pulling you under the covers to press your bodies together. “I am tired, but it’s true.” 

You leaned your head against his chest, the steady rhythm of his heartbeat lulling you to sleep. The last thing you heard before you drifted off to sleep was Chan’s whispers, “I missed you.”

[prorevenge]

My wannabe fashionista coworker always threw shade at me for being frumpy. She looked frumpier, unemployed!

TL;DR at the bottom

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I worked at a popular, high end clothing store while I was in graduate school (I'm an engineer). I won't name the brand, but it's the sort that charged $50 for a pair of male boxer briefs, $200 for a lady's fancy bra, or $400 or more for a pair of jeans, $1,000 or more for those skinny suits that hip guys wear to their job, where the hems of their pants reveal that they're wearing loafers without socks.

The clothes there weren't really my style but the starting pay was two dollars higher than minimum wage, and higher than most of the other, surrounding stores. This was at a rich people shopping center, where lots of people who shop there are wannabe celebrities and constant selfie-takers.

I was surprised to get hired there, but was relieved that I wouldn't have to really do customer service, as I worked only in the stock room. I'd put out clothes on the shelves and racks before and after closing, and also arrange everything in the back to make it organized. I was also trained so that in emergency situations I could cover register if we were short handed, so that the regular associates could go on break.

I was hardly seen by customers, but I still had to wear the clothes the store sold, to promote the image of the company. I didn't, thankfully, have to wear the dainty little suits, but I did sport the jeans and other casual things we sold.

It was a job. I didn't love it and I didn't hate it. I just worked, took my pay, went to school, and went home.

At least that's the way it was for two months.

After those two months, "Jessica" began to work during the same hours as me. She was about my age (I was 22), maybe twenty five, tops. She didn't work in the stock room (it was just me back there, with one or two other college guys), but worked the front. She wasn't the manager, or even a supervisor, but she SWORE she was in charge of me.

She made it known to everyone, even customers, that she graduated with an associates degree in fashion marketing from FIDM. I suppose it's a big deal but I was thinking girl if you're a college graduate why are you bragging about it as if it has something to do with you folding jeans and ringing people up at the register? She talked like she was fashion expert and in the "fashion industry," and would talk about the New York or Paris fashion weeks in a familiar way that implied that she just got of the plane after attending these events personally. You know the type, the kind that talks about famous fashion designers by their first name, as if they knew them.

Well she always criticized the way I wore the jeans because I didn't tuck in my T-shirt like the mannequin, or that I work Chuck Taylors on my feet instead of the little leather Sperry Topsiders knockoffs we sold for $300.

We were given a clothing allowance as employees. As a stockperson, I was allowed three complete outfits for free, everything from tops, to underear, to socks, and pants (but not shoes). If I wanted more and it was specifically for wearing at the store, I could mark it as a "uniform purchase" and have the price deducted from my check a little at a time. This was advantageous because they wouldn't charge you tax for them, and charge you only a third of the retail price.

Uniform Purchase was distinctly separate from "Store Discount," for which we also received a percentage off, but it wasn't the incredible 66% discount we got for uniform purchases.

Jessica would snicker at me when I took over register for someone, shake her head or roll her eyes at me as if I looked really ugly. I'm always thinking, whatever girl, you wannabe model you aren't even hot and you're not the boss, who are you? But I held my tongue.

She'd also complain if I was supposedly not fast enough in grabbing a size medium from the back because a customer is requesting the dress and all we have on the floor are smalls and larges. She'd trash me to the customer and when I showed up would sarcastically say "finally!" and turn to the customer with a "see what I have to put up with?" expression.

She was especially mean if any customers got chatty with me and treated me with respect. And if those customers were female and were getting flirty with me, Jessica would be a total cockblock.

The real manager, Paula, had their own issues to deal with beyond petty bickering between a stockboy and an entry level sales associate with delusions of "Project Runway" grandeur. The assistant manager, another fashion industry wannabe named "Heather," was just like Jessica, but thankfully I hardly interacted with her. According to my coworkers, Heather was just as bad as Jessica.

Even though I didn't plan on making this store my career, and even though Jessica didn't bother me THAT much, I thought it won't hurt to get this bitch fired.

To her face, I'd just smile and act like I was following her orders happily, or didn't mind when she would point at me rudely, or snap her fingers at me like she was calling a dog.

Jessica would always hear a directive from one of the managers, and then go around telling the other employees what to do, as if they didn't have ears. She'd try to act as if it was HER directive. LOL.

Her coworkers who were the same "rank" as her would sometimes vent to me about how Jessica acted like she was in charge, when in some cases she had even less time in the company than other employees on the floor.

I noticed that when I arranged clothes in back, especially big ticket, desirable clothes that were seen in magazines in our company's advertisement campaigns, she'd "order" me to set aside things in her size.

I'd do it, because it's my job to set aside things if employees want to buy them outright at a discount or put it as a uniform purchase.

Whenever an employee was on register (really, a big Ipad with a cash drawer beneath), you could tap in a code and the register would show a rundown of every non-customer transaction that employees performed that day, and with a few more keystrokes, their transactions over MANY days. The managers knew this code, of course, and I'll assume Jessica knew the code too because Heather shared the code with her.

I WASN'T supposed to know the code, but I did, because there's a mirror in the wall behind the register, and I was re-stocking paper handbags behind Heather when I saw her tap in her four digit code. She assumed I was stupid and didn't understand the incredibly complex wizardry that is a two year old, low-end spec Ipad.

I knew Jessica was getting rung up for "uniform purchases" when she should have been getting rung up for regular employee discount.

She assumed that when I set aside all those expensive items for her, that I was too dumb to know what she was doing, just because I might have something of a mouth breather countenance.

Even if I look on the surface like a fugitive from the trailer park, something told me Jessica wasn't going to be using $800 heels, a $500 dress, and $1200 motorcycle jacket while working at the store.

And anyway, I asked around. No one saw Jessica wearing any of the truly fancy clothes she bought at our store at what the other employees assumed was simply a regular employee discount.

I thought maybe she was being honest, too. It WAS possible, after all, because I didn't always work with her. Maybe she wore evening dresses to work on her other shifts? Whatever, I decided to make sure.

One time when everyone was busy doing other stuff and the store had to resort to putting me on the register, I typed in Heather's code and pulled up Jessica's purchases. As I suspected, she had bought thousands of dollars worth of our store's best items, but put them all as "uniform purchases" and not at her regular discount.

So I swiped "print" and the register switches from the regular tape to the 8.5"x11" printer beneath the counter, and a complete rundown of all of Jessica's purchases come out.

I highlight all the most expensive items that she was charged for "uniform purchase" (such as, her $1200 jacket would only be $300, and even that was tax free and she got to pay it little by little).

I knew that my manager, Paula, wasn't exactly a nuclear physicist and she was more interested in moving up the chain of command to be working at a job higher than store manager in the company, so as long as her store's sales numbers looked good she didn't care what her assistant Heather did.

Except, if it was a violation of company policy that might reflect badly on her.

I knew Heather was in on Jessica's scam because you're not allowed to ring yourself up at the store, you have to have someone else do it, and none of the other associates would want to conspire with her for fear of getting fired or worse.

To make sure, I printed HEATHER's purchase history too. I didn't see Heather as often as I saw Jessica, but I could also see really glaring red flags on her purchase report. Like, she bought a $900 nightclub dress as a uniform purchase, which I'm quite sure she never wore to work. I did the same highlighting on suspicious items as I did with Jessica's.

Then, because none of this was REALLY my business, I was just a part time asshole who worked in the stockroom, I waited for the most fun opportunity to lower the boom.

Jessica got on her little bluetooth earpiece that she wears on he sales floor that she thinks makes her look like a VIP, and says, "OP, I'm going to need XXX in a size small, customer waiting, get the lead out." So I bring the item, and Jessica says I'm "not passing muster." I thought wow Jessica you sounded really 1940s there, you wannabe pinup girl LOL.

After the customer leaves, Jessica says, "I'm going to need you to go on a trash run and sweep out the receiving bay. And I need you to cover Annie's lunch."

I laugh and tell her, "who died and made you supervisor, you fucking headass burnout?"

She looks like she was the fucking Crypt Keeper for a second and that she wanted to punch me, before she remembered that I'm 6'2" and outweigh her by a hundred pounds.

She hisses, "You are SO fired, you fucking geek. Heather's going to hear about this."

I tell her, "Fuck you, I'm going to lunch."

And I clock out and leave.

When I come back, I see Jessica immediately get on her little earpiece.

Before I even reach the stock room, Heather is there, and the manager Paula intercept me.

"Annie, can you cover register? We have an urgent matter to deal with."

I know I'm supposed to be fired.

Which is why, during my lunch, I went to the copy place and made PDF scans of the printouts I made for Jessica and Heather. I had all the corporate bigshots' emails. They were in the new hire handbook all of us get when we start working. I saved a draft to each but didn't hit SEND yet. I had the printouts as attachements. In the BODY of my email, I described exactly what had been going on. I did send ONE email. And that was to Paula the manager, herself.

But I didn't press SEND until we were on our way to the employee break room.

Paula tells me, "OP, Heather sent me a text that says you were verbally abusive to Jessica. Heather herself says that Jessica has complained to her on numerous occasions that you are a substandard employee, and only her own, personal kindness has presented her from firing you. I came in myself to see if you have anything to say in order to save your job."

It's been a couple of years so of course that can't be exactly what she said, but it was something typical and rehearsed and faux-professional that any low-level boss would say when trying to sound important.

I said I didn't have anything to say in my defense, and that in fact I quit.

Jessica and Heather looked surprised, but then Jessica started smiling.

Paula looked disappointed, and said, "I'm very sorry to hear you say that. You may collect your last..."

"Oh, but before I go, I think you should look at these printouts. I know you don't spend a lot of time studying this stuff, but I thought you might find it interesting. It's the last three months of Jessica's and Heather's employee purchases. Notice how they always ring each other up, and notice all that stuff they're claiming to use as uniforms. If you're having trouble understanding it, I explained it in an email I sent to your cellphone. You should have it already, if you check.

I have the same email ready to go to Dan and Pam and Kimberly and Victor and Kevin but I haven't sent it in yet. I was hoping you could look it over and email me back when you're ready, I mean if you want me to edit anything."

Then I got up and left.

Later that afternoon, my phone was ringing.

It was Paula.

She was practically crying, telling me, please don't send those emails, "I've fired Heather and Jessica. They're GONE. And please don't quit. Please don't tell anyone about--"

I tell her to relax.

I already quit. And I'm keeping my mouth shut.

A few days later, I showed up for my final check. I learned from one of the sales associates that corporate Loss Prevention was called in (our corporate office is only a few miles from the retail location) to interview both Heather and Jessica about their fraud.

In lieu of arrest and heavy fines for what amounted to outright theft and fraud, they were simply fired and unable to use the company as a reference, and due to being fired for cause, could not file for unemployment.

Paula was actually in the store that day, and practically ran to me to thank me for "keeping this scandal at a store level. It's been handled."

I told her no problem. What I didn't tell her was that I never did delete those drafts.

She offered me a reward of free merchandise.

No thanks.

I'm going to look awfully silly in those dainty little suits at my super cool new job of working at Sizzler.

It all ended okay.

A year later I finished my degree, and now I'm doing what I really want to do. Except now at my job, guess what we have to wear. Yeah. Dainty little suits.

I wear socks, though.

I would have never torpedoed Heather and Jessica if they just left me alone to do my job in peace, and didn't try to feel big and important at my expense.

I would have left them to live in their self-medicating lies, live and let live.

Other than some difficult customers, people like Heather and Jessica are what make working retail such a nightmare for so many.

And that's why I feel no guilt about destroying them.

I'm sure Jessica had lots to talk about at that year's Milan Fashion Week.

Hold this L, bitch.

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TL;DR: I was stockboy at a fancy clothes store. A low level associate would always boss me around and call me stupid even though she wasn't in charge. I found out she was stealing from the store. I was mean to her on purpose so that I'd be called in to a manager meeting to be fired. I quit, and presented proof to the manager that the associate and the assistant manager were both thieves. They both got fired. I began work at Sizzler.

(source) story by (/u/SaggingSkinnyJeans)

[petersmoan]

peter loves to cosplay and decided to seduced tony, wearing a stripper outfit.

That’s a very interesting concept, my pal.

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The art of dressing as one’s favorite media character or a famous person isn’t something that’s appreciated by everyone equally. Some consider it, as said before, art, some think of it as a children’s thing to do, others as just an unusual hobby.

To Peter, who had a special hand-made costume for every Halloween and had it planned three or four months in advance, cosplaying was a way to express himself, his interests and manual skills. Once in a workshop with his boss, Tony Stark, he could spend more time designing new projects for sale than actual working, making Tony upset, but always shrugging it off, as long as the kid always completed given tasks on time.

“Peter, focus, please” Tony would say every now and then, when Peter instead of helping him, would think of another cosplay idea he had.

Sometimes it was hard to tell whether he was distracted by the ideas, or by Tony Stark himself. Peter would stare at his boss and daydream about being bent over the nearest desk, having his hair pulled and ass spanked, and he would then excuse himself to the bathroom and jerk off to that thought, because he didn’t want Tony to see the boner through his pants. That would be awkward, to say the least.

But Peter was so unskilled when it came to dating and asking people out, he knew he was at the lost position. He even shared his sweet little secret with MJ, when they were in a coffee shop Peter had invited her to. MJ was his best friend and a personal therapist, always helping him to cope with his problems.  

“I don’t know, MJ. I can’t stop looking at him. And he thinks I only think of new designs and the next convention I’m taking part in.”

“Well, he’s only half wrong”, she shrugged, making Peter glare at her. “I don’t know either. Dress as a stripper and go to his bedroom like that. Sometimes it works in cheesy movies.”

Peter’s eyes opened wide, his eyebrows raised. He echoed MJ’s words in his mind.

“Holy shit, Michelle! That’s a plan!”

“Wait, what? No, I was kidding, Pete. Peter.”

But Peter Parker wasn���t listening. Quickly getting up, he saw stars for a second, but when the pressure in his head came back to normal, he ran out of the coffee shop, leaving the unfinished ginger tea and facepalming MJ behind. He really thought it was a great idea. Damn, he loved this girl. He would marry her, if only he was straight.

First thing he did was going to the lingerie shop to buy some lace underwear and stockings. Unfortunately their prices were not very suitable for his day-to-day wallet contention, so he had to use the savings he had, that were supposed to be spent on the next cosplay event in New York. But this was more important. Tony was more important.

Meanwhile, MJ tried to call him around ten times and sent fifteen messages that it was a joke and he should not do anything like that, ever. He ignored it all.

Next on his quick shopping list was something cute on top, and he didn’t quite figure it out yet. Visiting another chain store with clothes made him sigh in impatience, as he wanted to collect his outfit as soon as possible. A casual T-shirt wasn’t in no way acceptable, nor was wearing nothing at all.

Something he could take off easily, that wouldn’t bother him that much.

That was when he saw these weird looking, cotton crop tops that were pretty short for a shirt. They looked more like a sports bra, but very loose and thin. Peter approached the hangers and took one, put it to his chest to check out and decided to try it on. In the fitting room, he discovered it looked quite sexy on him, considering his rather skinny silhouette and muscles. It had ragged edges and was comfortable on his skin.

He didn’t hesitate any longer and bought it. With a smile on his face, he came back home, still ignoring MJ’s phone calls and messages.

Aunt May was leaving around 5 minutes after he was back, so he waited until she closed the door behind her and opened his new beauties. He laid them on his bed and went to May’s wardrobe to borrow her heels he’d given her on Christmas last year. They had the same size, luckily, but still wearing shoes designed for female feet was a little difficult for him.

When he gathered everything he needed, he dressed in his quick, unoriginal cosplay idea – a stripper for Tony Stark. May’s heels were uncomfortable at their finest, but he managed to walk a few meters and move his hips a little, just to check how it’d look overall. He liked his body in this costume, and was pretty confident about MJ’s plan. Actually, now it was his plan, since she changed her mind, but it didn’t matter as long as it was going to work. And it was.

Peter waited for a rather tough day at work, so that Tony was tired and ready to relax in the evening. That was when Peter wanted to intervene. To relieve Tony’s stress, and maybe seduce him finally. He didn’t think about his plan going wrong, he didn’t have any idea of excuse or what to do if Tony got furious over his young, silly intern trying to achieve anything.

Any day could be the day, so Peter carried his outfit in the bag and kept it locked in his work room. While being with Tony downstairs, he’d often think about his exact plan of action when finally confronting his boss alone in the bedroom. Eventually he decided to just go with the flow and be spontaneous, the first impression of Peter in these stripper clothes surely making Tony speechless.  

“Pete, could you please bring me some coffee?” He murmured under his breath, hunching at one of the big desks, his eyes on some complicated equations he had written down.

“It’s your fourth one today, Mr. Stark. And it’s just noon...” Peter looked at him, frowning in worry.  

“Just do it, Petey, please. I’m literally about to faint.”

Obediently, Peter made them both another coffee, sweet and milky for himself, black and strong for Tony. He smirked unintentionally when thought that he had the ideal opportunity. Tony was exhausted and needed to relax. Peter wanted to bring it to him as well, along with the coffee.  

Waiting for evening to come wasn’t going to work for him; he was impatient, eager to change his clothes and make his superior crazy for him.  

So, he dressed quickly right in front of the basement entrance, grabbed the tray with their beverages and walked in, Tony’s back to him. Peter approached him slowly, careful for his heels not to make any sound, and placed the coffees right in front Tony.  

“Here, Mr. Stark”, he said in a low voice. At first, Tony didn’t realize his intern was half naked right next to him, but when he was to grab something further from him, he raised his head. Seeing Peter like that, striking a pose and exposing his body, made him back up a little on his chair and blink a few times.  

“What... is going on...?” He articulated.  

“You’re tired and stressed out, Mr. Stark. I thought I could, you know. Help you a little.”

All those looks Peter’s been giving him, all those heart eyes, touching hands when exchanging tools, kind smiles. It was all clear now, and Tony was relieved he wasn’t delusional. He exhaled, leaning back in his chair.  

“Come here, baby boy.”

Something twitched in Peter’s guts, as well as in his dick. He did as ordered, sat in Tony’s lap, his legs spread, Tony’s hands reaching for his butt immediately.  

“I’ve been waiting for this to happen. You have no idea.” Tony’s pupils widened, his cloth-covered cock pressing against Peter’s.  

“I think I have, Mr. Stark.”

At these words, Tony grabbed him and seated on the nearest table he’d been working at, previously clearing it away with his arm. Peter’s body adjusted to him, his ankles on Tony’s shoulders, his arms supporting him on the table.

“I almost forgot you’re so flexible, boy. I can fuck you in any position I want, and you’ll be fine.”

Peter brushed his own cock at these words, the arousal making him even more impatient. He took his shirt off, threw it away and laid back on the table, his knees almost near his shoulders.

“I need you, Mr. Stark, please...” He moaned, stroking his inner thigh with one hand, his hole with the other. “Take these clothes off me, sir.”

Tony groaned, hungrily ripping the underwear off him. He left the stockings and heels, because sometimes Peter in such dressing was the only thing on his mind when jacking off at night.  

“You’re so beautiful, Peter. So beautiful.”

They fucked on Tony’s work table. Peter put his ass up in the air, his hole almost facing the ceiling, so that Tony could fill him whole. After a few minutes Peter came down and turned back, Tony bending him over, pulling his knee up on the table. He spread Peter’s cheeks and stroked his hole with one thumb, making the boy hum in pleasure. When stretching him again, he asked, “Do you like that, baby?” and Peter responded, barely opening his mouth, shaking, “Yeahhh, please...”

Beautiful moans and cries coming from Peter were music to Tony’s ears. Reaching his climax, Peter was drooling, not being able to close his mouth, constantly groaning quiet fucks and Mr. Starks. Tony pulled his hair when he felt his own orgasm and pounded harder a few times, abusing Peter’s hole.  

Panting loudly, they pulled away, Peter half lying on the table and Tony cleaning them both up. He caressed Peter’s naked butt, then leaned on and kissed it, making the boy chuckle.  

“How are you feeling now, Mr. Stark?” He asked.

“Never better”, Tony pulled him back close, now facing each other, “All thanks to you, baby boy. We totally have to repeat it some time.”

[mesmeret]

Femlux: The Rise and Fall of E-Girl Hux

Inspired by a tweet from starsshine77  Fem!Kylo and Fem!Hux with catfishing, internet trolling, Diva Hux, and crybaby Kylo.

Still thinking of e-girl troll Hux. She has a vid of her wearing novelty vampire teeth and chewing on strawberries. She looks all innocent despite posing in her dark corner set up wearing a blood soaked dress. The caption says "i wuv vegans uwu save the earth!"

She composes these videos wanting to shock and confuse as many people as possible. She loves the high.

Kylo knew her in the K-8 private school they went to. Kylo had been in awe of the snooty older girl. When Kylo got her first laptop, she started following Hux's descent into trolling and performative arts. Hux would talk on her blog about how much she loved going to school wearing a normie flesh suit and then shedding it after school.

When Hux went to college for her MBA, she wasn't very active online. Kylo was dismayed but kept checking her blog. When Kylo is 19, Hux posts that she's starting a makeup and fashion channel. Kylo is startled to see that all of Hux's old internet presence is gone. Kylo was glad she saved all of the photos to a hard drive to prove that those years existed.

Kylo is Hux's first subscriber. She's so embarrassed thinking Hux is going to show up and confront her about it. But nothing happens.

Kylo works at a cafe while going to community college while Hux is making herself look like a living doll. The 24 yo doesn't say much about her life. Just off hand comments like:

"This mascara really stays on when you cry in the toilets at work."

"Sometimes you have to wear a mask around men."

"I hate the New York stench. So I use this perfume."

Kylo's pillows get two spurts of the perfume each week.

It's around this time Kylo realizes she's in love. She feels silly that she hadn't noticed it earlier, but she's always been slow.

Hux posts a video about once every two weeks. Kylo watches and studies each one voraciously. Hux slowly goes back to her cynical, dark self. Kylo missed it dearly while others find it disturbing.

Hux offers livestreams and Kylo rearranges her work schedule to attend with an alternate account. In Kylo's rush, she chose a very fit male torso as her profile pic.

The livestream is a shit show. Chat is accusing Hux of things while Hux slings insults at them. The service ends the stream and bans Hux.

Hux's next yt video does not mention the stream at all. She's chipper and cheeky as she does a clothes haul. Kylo is in awe. If she was in Hux's position, she'd have to be institutionalized for severe depression. Instead Hux is beaming at the camera saying the day's date and how much she loves this day. Kylo wonders why and goes down a rabbit hole to discover Mr. Hux passed away last year due to a heart attack.

Kylo uses her alt account and DMs Hux that she loves her smile. Kylo stares at the screen in shock that she sent the message. But she did.

Two hours later, Hux writes back with 'I give you something to smile about, fuckwad.'

Kylo types lightning fast before fully comprehending Hux's words, 'Oh yes please do.'

A couple minutes later, 'For real?'

Kylo bites her lip, 'Please.'

They fall into a weird pattern of Kylo complementing Hux and Hux replying in insults.

As Kylo turns 21, Hux becomes an overnight sensation on a viral platform. Kylo is wrapping up her accounting bachelors degree and nearly fails her midterms due to watching Hux's daily vids.

Their routine takes another turn when Hux starts sending Kylo photos of outfits. Hux would rarely wear the ones Kylo picked.

After a stressful day, Kylo is thrilled to see Hux wearing the checkered bra peaking out of a tight black body suit. 'Thank you. You made my day.'

Hux responds with a puke emoji and a very suggestive pic of the body suit unzipped. Her pale belly glowed. Kylo wrote back, 'My whole year is made. Beautiful. Thank you.'

Hux doesn't reply until next week.

Hux becomes a global phenomenon. Kylo is worried. She catches herself wanting to type 'are you okay?' But doesn't feel like it's her place.

Then the joke that got out of hand happens the next year.

Kylo's alternate account became a true catfish in order to be a top tier patron of Hux.

Kylo declines the video chat perks but wants the bathwater.

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Hux's life sucks. She's never been happy. Never even had the chance to recognize it, really. She liked things but would get bored or hurt sooner than later.

It was weird that some girl from her hometown became her number one fan. Hux had no idea until a year into talking with Kylo in her DMs. She was stupidly catching feelings for this supposed guy who was nothing but supportive and kind to her. She wanted to know who he was, but he was very shy and declined to answer.

She had been partying after big sale with the sales team when she bumped into a guy that recognized her from the internet. He simpered at how amazingly scary she was. Intrigued, she got to know that he worked at a background company. She offered to use him if he gave her the info on this Kylo Ren guy.

It was nice to vent her frustrations of being catfished on the guy. Mitch was his name? She never saw him again since the morning after.

But she couldn't confront the weird goth girl from her hometown. Hux liked the compliments too much. They kept her going.

And as her corporate job found out her internet life along with the rest of the world, she needed Kylo desperately.

The suggestive photo was a shot in the dark. She had no idea if Kylo saw her as a gal pal or a /gal pal/. Hux returned to their hometown to see Kylo from a far after the Beautiful comment. Hux was stunned to see how tall Kylo is.

Kylo's social media only had two photos of herself. One of her at High school graduation and another of her tagged in her mom's second marriage. The former photo was her at a distance walking up to receive her diploma and the other was her sitting uncomfortably.

Hux couldn't enter the cafe. Kylo's snaggle tooth smile as two kids ordered something made Hux feel like the Grinch. She turned around and stomped back to her rental car feeling like an idiot.

It lessened when she got her first brand deal the next day. Money is one hell of an aphrodisiac.

Then the bathwater...

...and Kylo pouring it down her ample cleavage. The water shimmered down the sloping belly with the filter Kylo was using. It joined the rest of the frothy bathwater. Hux was bummed Kylo's mound was hidden below the surface.

'Now that's some bathwater I could drink for days.'

She smirked at Kylo's reply: 'I am so sorry for lying to you all this time. I didn't know it would ever get this far. Please don't hate me!'

'Sweetie, I just told you I'd drink your bathwater. I like you. You're sexy af.'

'Oh. Uh, thanks. You, too.'

'I knew who you were for a while.'

'Oh! Wow. Would you prefer if I was a guy?'

'No. Never.'

Hux frowned as twenty minutes went by, 'You good?'

'Yeah, I was crying. You're so special to me.'

Hux felt flushed instead of her usual reaction of 'Oh, get over it.' Kylo was genuine.

As Hux's businesses crumbled due to a volley of harassment and misconceptions, she knew she had a golden parachute. She cut her hair to a severe pixie cut after finalizing her business arrangements. She packed up her condo the next day and put it on the market the following day.

She rented a car on the fourth day and drove back to her hometown with her favorite clothes. Kylo was unaware of what she was up to and was sending sweet words of encouragement three times a day.

Hux pulls into Kylo's apartment complex feeling dead tired. But she wants this moment to be truly special. So she changes into an outfit that Kylo loved. Her strawberry school girl outfit, her orange tabby cat ears, and her pink faux fur coat. Her feet hurt too much for heels and she wants to enjoy Kylo's extra height. She grabs two of her suitcases and heads up to Kylo's apartment. Taking a deep breath, she knocks.

Kylo answers the door in a sports bra and pj pants. She stares at Hux dumbfounded before squeaking a hello. Hux sighs, "If you don't hug me in the next-"

Kylo pulls her into a hug and Hux hums appreciating their height difference. Kylo's chest feels just right against her own and Kylo's hands are so big!

"Wait a minute... why do you smell like my old perfume?"

Kylo blushes, "I, um... been following you for a while?"

Hux nods slowly before getting her voice back, "Well, now you won't need to follow me. I'm moving in."

Kylo pulls away trying to form words for a moment, "Really?!"

"Deadly," Hux gestures at her suitcases. "I've got four more in the car."

Kylo turns away but can't hide the sobs. Hux feels a wave of discomfort and has no idea what to do.

"I, uh, will get my things?"

Kylo looks over her shoulder, "Y-yeah, I'll go clean things up for you in the guest room."

Hux's stomach drops but Kylo hadn't rejected her completely.

When she has all six suitcases and two boxes of shoes in the living room, Kylo is crying silently while making pasta. "You can put your stuff in the room to the left. I'm making cheesy pasta for dinner. That works for you?"

Hux almost objected but remembered she doesn't have to maintain her skin anymore, "Sounds good."

She moves her clothes and sees the guest bed is a twin with Wonder Woman sheets. The primary colors are bold. Not at all Hux's aesthetic. But she wasn't going to complain. Instead she threw her pink coat over the coverlet. She went back to the kitchen area where Kylo was still crying.

"Allergies?" Hux asked.

"No. You're here and it's so amazing. Wow," Kylo sighs taking Hux in. Her nose and cheeks were exactly what Hux and all the other e-girls were trying to achieve. "You're here."

"For good. Had to liquidate everything. No more internet for me," Hux threw her hands up.

Kylo blinked, "Are you in danger? I, um, saw what those guys tried to do..."

Hux shook her head, "Nah, I'm gonna go by my real mother's surname and get used to people calling me Armie."

Kylo nods and pours pasta into the boiling water. Hux moves closer, "Like my hair?"

Kylo startles but nods, "Can I touch?"

Hux nods back and removes the cat ears. Kylo smiles shyly as she runs her hand through Hux's short hair. Hux mumbles, "Sorry you weren't able to feel it when it was long."

Kylo blushed, "It makes your cheek bones amazing."

Hux wants to blurt out 'Kiss them! Kiss me!' But Kylo is already awkwardly kissing her. Hux has to tilt her head up slightly and takes advantage of her balance slip to hold onto Kylo's broad hips. Kylo kisses her slowly, gently but commanding. Hux has to follow. There's no wiggle room like with everyone else. She started shifting her hips feeling arousal burn deep. Kylo pulls away with a satisfied sigh before stirring the pasta. Hux bit her lip. She wasn't going to scream. Her stomach was perking up after the long day of packing and driving.

Kylo wordlessly guided them to the couch with two heaping bowls of cheesy pasta. Kylo kissed her forehead before whispering, "Water okay?"

Hux nodded and watched Kylo's backside jiggle slightly with each step.

They kissed each other good night two hours later. Kylo tried to give Hux the wi-fi pw but Hux declined. She had gotten rid of her phone, iPad, and laptop. Kylo had squeezed her hand and told her things would get better.

Hux believed her. Especially when they ended up in Kylo's bed the next night. They hadn't done anything more than cuddling and kissing before falling asleep. The next day, Hux's new accounts were open with the money she was able to move from her past. She could've easily lived the rest of her life on the money. But Kylo's CPA study books caught her eye. She had a MBA with a focus on finances. When Kylo came home that day, Hux announced they were going to be accountants together. Her money could be put towards their business rent. Kylo cried for an hour before she could speak in clear sentences. Hux petted her hair while watching TV.

"That would be pretty fucking awesome, Hux," Kylo whispers.

Hux smiles, "I know."

Kylo sits up and wipes her face before kissing Hux, "Does mean you'll have to interact with people and be on the internet."

Hux shrugs, "Numbers are concise aside from human error."

Kylo's smile grows, "Fucking nerd."

Hux giggles, "Yes, fuck this nerd."

[dominicmorningstar]

Shopping Trip

Summary: Sharp needs to expand her wardrobe beyond workout clothes. Yuki and Dom are there to help, whether she likes it or not.

Archive of Our Own Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/21246359

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"Do you own anything besides athletic wear, Sharp-chan?" Yuki said, raising a brow at Sharp's sports bra and athletic shorts.

The trio of demons were hanging out in Yuki's room at her Okiya, though it could more accurately be described as an apartment. It was a perfect blend of traditional Japanese architecture with all the modern conveniences; TV, computer and a more modern, if small kitchen. The demons were lounging around a table, Dom sitting on a couch with Sharp laying in his lap while Yuki did her makeup while gazing into a small mirror.

"Not really. Most clothes aren't built for my body anyway." Sharp said, casually flexing her arms, which were crossed behind her head.

"Could say the same for me," Dom said. "But I found a brand that makes suits that fit me without having to get them custom-tailored." 

Sharp chuckled. "You just like their tagline. 'Eighteen-inch biceps are hard to come by, a suit that fits them shouldn't be.'"

“It’s an awesome tagline,” Dom said, not bothering to deny it. “It’s one of the few non-athletic lines that cater to the man that doesn’t skip leg day.” 

“Exactly; man,” Sharp said, crossing her arms in front of her chest. “While the extremely ripped man might be a not so common sight, you never see women built like me. Society doesn’t exactly advocate muscular women.”

“Since when do you care what they say?” Yuki said, glancing up from her mirror as she pulled out her lip paints. 

“I don’t care about what they say. It’s what they don’t make that keeps me from dressing up. Though it is kind of a badge of pride for me that I can bust out of clothes made for ‘normal people.’” Sharp said, using air quotes.

“I agree,” Dom said, smirking. There was something that made him a little smug knowing he could actually flex and rip a shirt made for ‘regularly built’ men.

“I’m sure we can get you some clothes that you won’t wear to the gym,” Yuki said, placing her makeup brush down. 

“Why are you getting up?” Sharp asked, ears flattening in worry.

“Shopping trip?” Dom asked, perking up. 

“Yes,” Yuki said before opening the shoji door and shouting for someone to bring a car around front. 

“Do I get a say in this?” Sharp asked indignantly as Dom yanked her off the couch.

“Nope.” The demons chimed before dragging the lioness downstairs and out the front door. 

~

“This is so dumb.” Sharp sighed in aggravation as she was dragged through a massive mall. 

“There is nothing dumb about fashion, Sharp-chan,” Yuki said, pressing her closed fan to her lips as she scanned the stores. When going out and about, or simply when she wasn’t working, Yuki shed her heavy formal kimonos for shorter ones that only came down to her knees. She also shed Geta shoes for simple flats. The reasoning behind both changes was simple; it made walking easier. 

“Didn’t think you'd be so excited to go to the mall?" Sharp said, glancing at Dom who was also scanning the stores.

"Why, because I'm a man?" Dom asked, not looking at her.

"A straight man." 

"A cis-gendered straight man can care about fashion," Dom said, before finding a store that had what he was looking for. "I'm about to introduce you to the wonderful power of jeggings." He said, grabbing Sharp's wrist and pulling her in.

"How do you know about jeggings, Dom-Kun?" Yuki asked, blue eyes scanning the store.

"Women can be chatty after sex and sometimes they do online shopping while I'm still catching my breath," Dom said. "Though I'm afraid this is where my expertise ends. Yuki, you're up."

"SHE DOESN'T EVEN WEAR PANTS!" Sharp screeched as Yuki dragged her towards the dressing room, picking up various pants along the way.

Dom sat on one of the little couches by the dressing rooms. It was hilarious to hear Sharp screeching and sputtering as Yuki, presumably, forcibly removed her pants and shoved her into one of the new pairs. Whenever Sharp came out of the dressing room the knight made a show of clapping and cheering which made Sharp's ears go hot. 

This process continued for a few stores. A lot of stretchy pants and shirts with shoulder flattering necklines. They had many different bags. While shopping wasn't his favorite activity in the world, helping his friend was. Sharp was standing on a slightly raised platform, surrounded by mirrors as Yuki straightened out a more business-like outfit on the muscular lioness. Because the fox demon was so focused on the clothes, she didn't catch where Sharp's eyes kept straying to.

"You keep looking at that blue dress," Dom said, gesturing at the mannequin behind him.

"It's... pretty," Sharp said, her ears flattening. 

"Sharp-chan! You would look so good!" Yuki said, blue eyes sparkling and her fox tail wagging. 

"I can't wear something like that!" Sharp said, looking shy and nervous, a very rare sight. She was even starting to play with her tail.

"Can my friend try that dress on?" Dom asked a sales associate.

"Why can't you wear a dress, Sharp-chan?" Yuki asked hands on her hips.

"I can't- I don't have... the figure..." She trailed off, ears flat against her head.

Yuki said something angrily in Japanese that Dom didn't understand. His feathers were ruffled and his wings were drooping, both angry and sad that his friend thought she couldn't wear dresses because of how she was built. 

"You're going to try on that dress, you're going to twirl and you'll be pretty," Dom said firmly. 

Yuki effectively said the same thing, though with more angry, Japanese side tangents. The Geisha shoved Sharp back into the changing room once she had the dress. Dom heard more scuffling and eventually, even his patience wore thin.

“Don’t make me go in there, Sharp!” He snapped.

Eventually, the lioness demon was forcibly shoved out of the changing room, looking very nervous and flustered. She was wearing a powder blue, chiffon dress with a jeweled neckline. Yuki emerged shortly thereafter, adjusting her Kimono and righting her hair. Sharp turned to face the fox demoness and Dom, who let out a wolf whistle with an embarrassed and angry face. 

“I can’t wear this!” She snapped.

“Well, you are,” Yuki said, smiling much like the fox she was. 

“I have nowhere I would need to wear this!”

“I can start inviting you to royal functions,” Dom said, smirking. When Sharp’s eyes widened in a panic he backtracked. “But we can start with a more formal dinner together.”

The lioness was clearly scrambling for excuses.

“Well I’m not going to spend this much on a dress,” Sharp said, showing them a four-digit price tag.

“We are,” Yuki said, grinning more.

“Consider it a present for being so awesome.” Dom grinned, looking at his friend.

Sharp whirled around with a growl, crossing her arms, though her friends could see the tiny smile in the mirrors.

[sciencespies]

How the First Sports Bra Got Its Stabilizing Start

https://sciencespies.com/history/how-the-first-sports-bra-got-its-stabilizing-start/

How the First Sports Bra Got Its Stabilizing Start

SMITHSONIANMAG.COM | March 18, 2020, 12:48 p.m.

It was 1977, and Hinda Miller, Lisa Lindahl and Polly Smith were doubled over with raucous laughter. They say their very clothing was in jeopardy.

“We were literally peeing in our pants we were laughing so hard,” chuckles Lindahl. The object of their amusement? Lindahl’s then-husband and his shenanigans with his jock strap.

“He put his jock strap on upside down across his chest, and put it on like a one cup bra,” Smith remembers as the others giggle in the background, “and all of a sudden we looked at him and thought, ‘Hmmm.’”

Frustrated by the bras on the market, the three co-inventors of the sports bra (from left: Polly Smith, Hinda Miller and Lisa Lindahl) made a prototype using a pair of men’s jock straps.

(National Inventors Hall of Fame)

The three told CBS News Radio that they had spent the summer going to a plethora of stores trying on bras. They were looking for comfort in the midst of the jogging craze that struck the nation after the release of incredibly popular book, The Complete Book of Running. If one looks at ads for bras in 1977, one can see there isn’t a lot of construction that would keep a woman’s breasts from bouncing painfully while running. But the jock strap looked like it could work, especially after Lindahl took it from her husband, pulled it over her own head, and pulled the pouch down over her own breast so that it worked like the cup of a brassiere.

“It made sense to me because I said, ‘Oh, that’s something you climb into,’” Smith remembers, seeing through the eyes of the costume designer she was. “It will stretch, it eliminates all the hooks, and it is nice, soft elastic. So, after that, I was on board.”

Miller, who was also a costume designer, says the whole situation was really funny because they knew nothing about bras. “We had no limitations. We didn’t know you couldn’t sew jock straps together because in costume design, creativity is the highest value and you do things out of the box. And as everyone said, that was out of the box,” says Miller.

“It was a joke during a phone call with my sister, who said, ‘What do you wear when you’re running to make you comfortable and make your breasts not bounce uncomfortably?’” Lisa Lindahl recalls

(Jogbra Inc. Collections, Archives Center, NMAH)

The whole project got started because Lindahl and her sister, Victoria Woodrow, were among the many women who took up running (they called it jogging then) in the 1970s, and their brassieres were falling down on the job.

“It was a joke during a phone call with my sister, who said, ‘What do you wear when you’re running to make you comfortable and make your breasts not bounce uncomfortably?’” Lindahl recalls. “She said,’ Why isn’t there a jock strap for women? Ha Ha Ha!’ We both laughed . . . and it’s the same idea for a different part of the anatomy.”

Lindahl says she wasn’t a jock herself, nor was she athletic. But she started running to loose weight in an era where Charlie’s Angels was on television, and women wanted to look like the stars of the show.

“And I kept running because it became really my first spiritual practice. It made me feel good. It made me feel empowered, and I came up with the idea for the bra to solve my own personal problem,” Lindahl says. “And then I thought, If I want this, I bet other women do too.”

But first, they needed to come up with a prototype, and the fabric used to make jock straps was not quite right. The garment needed a firmer fabric and a much firmer elastic. So, Smith went to New York City, bought sample yardage, and made a prototype for Lindahl to try out. Lindahl went running, and Miller ran backwards in front of her, to see if the bra worked.

Prototypes are now in the Smithsonian collections and will go on view in an upcoming exhibition “Picturing Women Inventors.”

(Jogbra Inc. Collections, Archives Center, NMAH)

“I’m going, ‘Oh no that’s really going to inhibit my run,’” Lindahl says, laughing. But she says not only did it work, it felt great. “I thought, ‘This really makes a difference.’ . . . And Hinda said, “It looks like your breasts aren’t moving so much.’ And we knew we had a winner!”

Miller adds that the run taught them a lot. For one thing, she says, you can’t stop the breasts from moving. You can only minimize that. “What we figured out that everyone does now, is we pulled the breasts closer to the central line of gravity,” she says, referring to the plethora of products that followed their lead. “When the breasts go up and down without any support, the Cooper’s ligaments stretch, and that’s not good if you want to breastfeed your baby, or all of us are quite vain and we don’t want things to hang. So, we supported the breast by pulling the breast close to the chest wall.”

“We had no limitations. We didn’t know you couldn’t sew jock straps together because in costume design, creativity is the highest value and you do things out of the box. And as everyone said, that was out of the box,” says Hinda Miller.

(Jogbra Inc. Collections, Archives Center, NMAH)

Smith gave the prototype to Lindahl and went to New York City to mount an off-Broadway play. Miller went to South Carolina to teach costume design. Lindahl formed a corporation and issued shares to the three of them, then sent the garment to Miller. At that time, they were calling it the Jock Bra. Miller showed it to the owner of a small franchise called Phidippides, where the owner’s daughter ran a 5K and offered some suggestions for alterations. Miller hired an unemployed sewing supervisor named Carolyn Morris, who worked out the sizing for what all of the women felt was an athletic garment. But in South Carolina, women didn’t like being called jocks.

“So, I called Lisa, and she said, ‘Well what about Jogbra?’ and that’s how the name came about,” Miller says, adding that her father loaned then $5,000 to get everything started. “Carolyn made 60 dozen bras. I sent half to Lisa, half to myself, and we sold them in these small running stores . . . and that’s how we started our first sales history!”

But there was a lot to learn about the marketing process, even though the Jogbra was so popular they made a profit in their very first year. They say they don’t remember how much. By 1979, they went to their first sporting goods show in Chicago. They had a small booth, and a blow-up photo of a Playboy Bunny wearing the bra. It cost $4 to make, $8 wholesale and $16 retail. Lindahl remembers that there was a line of customers ready to buy it, and a line of sales representatives who wanted to work with them. At the time, she says, they didn’t even know what a ‘rep’ was.

Marketing was at first a challenge with sporting goods stores uncomfortable with selling women’s bras.

(Jogbra Inc. Collections, Archives Center, NMAH)

“I came in from a run one day and my phone was ringing. I answered it and a man said, ‘Y’all looking for reps?’ I went, ‘What’s a rep?’” Lindahl laughs. “There’s this long pause and this lovely gentleman said, ‘Y’all new to the sporting goods industry?’ And I said, ‘Yeah.’”

Lindahl says he spent an hour and a half on the phone with her, explaining how the industry worked, what a trade show was, and what they should and should not do. She hired him on the spot, and the company did so well they sold it 12 years later to Playtex Apparel. They won’t say for how much. Other sales followed, the brand got subsumed by Champion Sportswear and the rest is history.

The “Jogbra Inc. Collection,” including the prototypes, some sketches and early advertising and marketing materials, is held in the Archives Center of the Smithsonian’s National Museum of American History, though it is not currently on display. The three women just did a panel discussion sponsored by the museum’s Lemelson Center for the Study of Invention and Innovation, and they have been inducted this year into the National Inventors Hall of Fame. They will also be featured in the museum’s upcoming exhibition “Picturing Women Inventors.”

But all these years later, with women everywhere sporting Jogbras, Polly Smith has to smile at the fact that she created the very first prototype.

“When I’m in the gym,” Smith says, “and these women are strutting around in it and I’m like, laughing to myself.”

The exhibition “Picturing Women Inventors,” sponsored by the Lemelson Center, is scheduled to go on view May 22, 2020 at the Smithsonian’s National Museum of American History in Washington, D.C. Currently, to support the effort to contain the spread of COVID-19, all Smithsonian museums in Washington, D.C. and in New York City, as well as the National Zoo, are temporarily closed. Check listings for updates.

#History

[fashionwholesale2020-blog]

FashionTIY Analysis: Sports Fashion is Hot all over the world with the unblocking is coming!

With the global COVID-19 gradually becoming controllable, the public's mentality has gradually shifted from the initial panic to calmness. After all, life has to continue, and obesity during isolation must be reduced bit and bit!

 People who have been isolated for a month or two at home have worn the most fashionable sportswear started a new life of fitness. Sportswear will become the backbone of the clothing market after COVID-19!

What kind of Clothing is Hot-Selling in European and American?

Consumers in different countries have different preferences for sportswear.（Data and Pictures source: FashionTIY）

 United States: Casual sportswear, a popular purchase!

Top-Selling Clothing sales year-on-year: shirts (36%), hoodies (23%), T-shirts (19%), sports shirts (14%), Polo shirt is the fastest-growing shirt category.

 Italy: Underwear sold out, jeans are popular!

Top-Selling Clothing year-on-year: underwear (42%), jeans (40%), shorts (37%), underwear (30%).

United Kingdom: British people love to buy comfortable clothing

Top-Selling Clothing year-on-year:  sports shoes (163%), slippers (147%), pajamas tops (143%), bras/underwear (127%).

 Germany: Swimwear sales have risen sharply with summer coming 

Top-Selling Clothing year-on-year: sports shoes (44%), bikinis (40%), shorts/dresses (30%), polo shirts (22%).

 Spain: Sportswear quickly gains popularity

Top-Selling Clothing year-on-year: sports pants (49%), socks (41%), shorts (29%), tights (29%).

 A Swimsuit, but it has all kinds of style

With the advent of summer in the northern hemisphere, swimsuits have undoubtedly become the top clothing category in multi-country sales. So what are the popular styles of spring and summer 2020 swimwear?

 Covered-up (covered swimsuit) and High-NeckTops (high-necked swimsuit) were hailed by the fashion media as a fashionable swimsuit style that had to be bought in 2020. I believe this sexy and elegant swimsuit style will also capture many young women's love.

Many retailers and wholesalers are no strangers to High-cut (high slit to hip-shaped) swim trunks if you frequently viewed Instagram. So many European and American girls often wear this one-piece swimsuit to show their figure, prepare trendy swimsuit is a must for summer. 

In addition, advanced printing, Hawaiian plant printing, metal lock ring, orange, and other elements are also popular!

 Underwire Tops, One-Piece, Tied with a Knot, Belts & Hoops, etc. These retro creative design swimming swimsuits are ingenious.

 Bras are not fashion, exercise is not strong

T-shaped sports underwear, front zippered sports underwear, underwire sports underwear, and seamless sports underwear with their functionality and comfort, that meet consumers' daily sports clothing needs and are the 4 most well-known sports for consumers underwear type.

 The double-layer knotted and lotus leaf shoulder design style makes sports underwear a fashionable item for taking to the streets and parties that while meeting the dual needs of sports and fashion.

Threads, sequins, big logo, personalized copywriting, straps, knots, and other show clothing concepts have also been moved to the design of sports underwear, making sports fitness a good opportunity for trendy people to show fashion taste.

 Leggings, popular elements everywhere

When sports tights meet the trendy colors of spring and summer 2020, new sports fashion will spew out. Wearing sports tights rendered in popular colors such as mint green and gray-purple red will definitely sweep away the psychological haze under COVID-19 and inject more fresh vitality into the sports fashion.

 In addition to color, sports tights can also show different styles and charms by decorating different patterns. Leopard and snake patterns are still the first choice for most sexy women.

Of course, watercolor renderings, metal coatings, side pockets, and other fashionable designs have also become commonplace.

 The retro trend swept the sports fashion circle

Continued emergencies in 2020 have made the world deeply disturbed. Major fashion designers have paid tribute to classics and nostalgia. This retro trend has also swept the sports fashion circle. More and more consumers recognize and pursue retro-style clothing and accessories.

 Retro-style sportswear, sports bracelets, sports hair bands, and other accessories are also increasingly popular with young ladies.

 From the perspective of global COVID-19 prevention and control, the evolution of consumer behavior is a good perspective. When the daily life of various countries is gradually normalized, global COVID-19 prevention and control have gradually stabilized. At this time, it is a good time for fashion sports products to be on the shelves. Retailers and wholesalers should quickly move to sell the world!

 FashionTIY as the best online wholesale market updates new products on the shelves timely. Especially the WORKOUT AT HOME-shop fashion sportswear series is the platform's most recommend project recently. All the sportswear mentioned above can be found here!

 As for the wholesale price, it still has super high competitiveness compared with other platforms, which will satisfy your profit margin to the greatest extent! In addition, Join FashionTIY now with the coupon code: wholesale15, you will get an extra $ 15 discount!

 For more retail and wholesale information on fashion sportswear, please feel free to visit www.fashiontiy.com.

[greatnightmarefan-blog]

FashionTIY Analysis: Sports Fashion is Hot all over the world with the unblocking is coming!

With the global COVID-19 gradually becoming controllable, the public's mentality has gradually shifted from the initial panic to calmness. After all, life has to continue, and obesity during isolation must be reduced bit and bit!

 People who have been isolated for a month or two at home have worn the most fashionable sportswear started a new life of fitness. Sportswear will become the backbone of the clothing market after COVID-19!

What kind of Clothing is Hot-Selling in European and American?

Consumers in different countries have different preferences for sportswear.（Data and Pictures source: FashionTIY）

 United States: Casual sportswear, a popular purchase!

Top-Selling Clothing sales year-on-year: shirts (36%), hoodies (23%), T-shirts (19%), sports shirts (14%), Polo shirt is the fastest-growing shirt category.

 Italy: Underwear sold out, jeans are popular!

Top-Selling Clothing year-on-year: underwear (42%), jeans (40%), shorts (37%), underwear (30%).

United Kingdom: British people love to buy comfortable clothing

Top-Selling Clothing year-on-year:  sports shoes (163%), slippers (147%), pajamas tops (143%), bras/underwear (127%).

 Germany: Swimwear sales have risen sharply with summer coming 

Top-Selling Clothing year-on-year: sports shoes (44%), bikinis (40%), shorts/dresses (30%), polo shirts (22%).

 Spain: Sportswear quickly gains popularity

Top-Selling Clothing year-on-year: sports pants (49%), socks (41%), shorts (29%), tights (29%).

 A Swimsuit, but it has all kinds of style

With the advent of summer in the northern hemisphere, swimsuits have undoubtedly become the top clothing category in multi-country sales. So what are the popular styles of spring and summer 2020 swimwear?

 Covered-up (covered swimsuit) and High-NeckTops (high-necked swimsuit) were hailed by the fashion media as a fashionable swimsuit style that had to be bought in 2020. I believe this sexy and elegant swimsuit style will also capture many young women's love.

Many retailers and wholesalers are no strangers to High-cut (high slit to hip-shaped) swim trunks if you frequently viewed Instagram. So many European and American girls often wear this one-piece swimsuit to show their figure, prepare trendy swimsuit is a must for summer. 

In addition, advanced printing, Hawaiian plant printing, metal lock ring, orange, and other elements are also popular!

 Underwire Tops, One-Piece, Tied with a Knot, Belts & Hoops, etc. These retro creative design swimming swimsuits are ingenious.

 Bras are not fashion, exercise is not strong

T-shaped sports underwear, front zippered sports underwear, underwire sports underwear, and seamless sports underwear with their functionality and comfort, that meet consumers' daily sports clothing needs and are the 4 most well-known sports for consumers underwear type.

 The double-layer knotted and lotus leaf shoulder design style makes sports underwear a fashionable item for taking to the streets and parties that while meeting the dual needs of sports and fashion.

Threads, sequins, big logo, personalized copywriting, straps, knots, and other show clothing concepts have also been moved to the design of sports underwear, making sports fitness a good opportunity for trendy people to show fashion taste.

 Leggings, popular elements everywhere

When sports tights meet the trendy colors of spring and summer 2020, new sports fashion will spew out. Wearing sports tights rendered in popular colors such as mint green and gray-purple red will definitely sweep away the psychological haze under COVID-19 and inject more fresh vitality into the sports fashion.

 In addition to color, sports tights can also show different styles and charms by decorating different patterns. Leopard and snake patterns are still the first choice for most sexy women.

Of course, watercolor renderings, metal coatings, side pockets, and other fashionable designs have also become commonplace.

 The retro trend swept the sports fashion circle

Continued emergencies in 2020 have made the world deeply disturbed. Major fashion designers have paid tribute to classics and nostalgia. This retro trend has also swept the sports fashion circle. More and more consumers recognize and pursue retro-style clothing and accessories.

 Retro-style sportswear, sports bracelets, sports hair bands, and other accessories are also increasingly popular with young ladies.

 From the perspective of global COVID-19 prevention and control, the evolution of consumer behavior is a good perspective. When the daily life of various countries is gradually normalized, global COVID-19 prevention and control have gradually stabilized. At this time, it is a good time for fashion sports products to be on the shelves. Retailers and wholesalers should quickly move to sell the world!

 FashionTIY as the best online wholesale market updates new products on the shelves timely. Especially the WORKOUT AT HOME-shop fashion sportswear series is the platform's most recommend project recently. All the sportswear mentioned above can be found here!

 As for the wholesale price, it still has super high competitiveness compared with other platforms, which will satisfy your profit margin to the greatest extent! In addition, Join FashionTIY now with the coupon code: wholesale15, you will get an extra $ 15 discount!

 For more retail and wholesale information on fashion sportswear, please feel free to visit www.fashiontiy.com.

[fashiontiy-wholesalesource]

FashionTIY Analysis: Sports Fashion is Hot all over the world with the unblocking is coming!

We are increasingly discovering that SPORTSWEAR will become the backbone of sales in the apparel market after COVID-19. Now, let's follow FashionTIY to discuss which sportswear will fantastic sales! You will get the following information by reading this article:

Hot-Selling Clothing in European and American

A Swimsuit, but it has all kinds of style

Bras are not fashion, exercise is not strong

Leggings, popular elements everywhere

The retro trend swept the sports fashion circle

With the global COVID-19 gradually becoming controllable, the public's mentality has gradually shifted from the initial panic to calmness. After all, life has to continue, and obesity during isolation must be reduced bit and bit!

People who have been isolated for a month or two at home have worn the most fashionable sportswear started a new life of fitness. Sportswear will become the backbone of the clothing market after COVID-19!

What kind of Clothing is Hot-Selling in European and American?

Consumers in different countries have different preferences for sportswear.（Data and Pictures source: FashionTIY）

United States: Casual sportswear, a popular purchase!

Top-Selling Clothing sales year-on-year: shirts (36%), hoodies (23%), T-shirts (19%), sports shirts (14%), Polo shirt is the fastest-growing shirt category.

Italy: Underwear sold out, jeans are popular!

Top-Selling Clothing year-on-year: underwear (42%), jeans (40%), shorts (37%), underwear (30%).

United Kingdom: British people love to buy comfortable clothing

Top-Selling Clothing year-on-year:  sports shoes (163%), slippers (147%), pajamas tops (143%), bras/underwear (127%).

Germany: Swimwear sales have risen sharply with summer coming

Top-Selling Clothing year-on-year: sports shoes (44%), bikinis (40%), shorts/dresses (30%), polo shirts (22%).

Spain: Sportswear quickly gains popularity

Top-Selling Clothing year-on-year: sports pants (49%), socks (41%), shorts (29%), tights (29%).

A Swimsuit, but it has all kinds of style

With the advent of summer in the northern hemisphere, swimsuits have undoubtedly become the top clothing category in multi-country sales. So what are the popular styles of spring and summer 2020 swimwear?

Covered-up (covered swimsuit) and High-NeckTops (high-necked swimsuit) were hailed by the fashion media as a fashionable swimsuit style that had to be bought in 2020. I believe this sexy and elegant swimsuit style will also capture many young women's love.

Many retailers and wholesalers are no strangers to High-cut (high slit to hip-shaped) swim trunks if you frequently viewed Instagram. So many European and American girls often wear this one-piece swimsuit to show their figure, prepare trendy swimsuit is a must for summer.

In addition, advanced printing, Hawaiian plant printing, metal lock ring, orange, and other elements are also popular!

Underwire Tops, One-Piece, Tied with a Knot, Belts & Hoops, etc. These retro creative design swimming swimsuits are ingenious.

Bras are not fashion, exercise is not strong

T-shaped sports underwear, front zippered sports underwear, underwire sports underwear, and seamless sports underwear with their functionality and comfort, that meet consumers' daily sports clothing needs and are the 4 most well-known sports for consumers underwear type.

The double-layer knotted and lotus leaf shoulder design style makes sports underwear a fashionable item for taking to the streets and parties that while meeting the dual needs of sports and fashion.

Threads, sequins, big logo, personalized copywriting, straps, knots, and other show clothing concepts have also been moved to the design of sports underwear, making sports fitness a good opportunity for trendy people to show fashion taste.

Leggings, popular elements everywhere

When sports tights meet the trendy colors of spring and summer 2020, new sports fashion will spew out. Wearing sports tights rendered in popular colors such as mint green and gray-purple red will definitely sweep away the psychological haze under COVID-19 and inject more fresh vitality into the sports fashion.

In addition to color, sports tights can also show different styles and charms by decorating different patterns. Leopard and snake patterns are still the first choice for most sexy women.

Of course, watercolor renderings, metal coatings, side pockets, and other fashionable designs have also become commonplace.

The retro trend swept the sports fashion circle

Continued emergencies in 2020 have made the world deeply disturbed. Major fashion designers have paid tribute to classics and nostalgia. This retro trend has also swept the sports fashion circle. More and more consumers recognize and pursue retro-style clothing and accessories.

Retro-style sportswear, sports bracelets, sports hair bands, and other accessories are also increasingly popular with young ladies.

From the perspective of global COVID-19 prevention and control, the evolution of consumer behavior is a good perspective. When the daily life of various countries is gradually normalized, global COVID-19 prevention and control have gradually stabilized. At this time, it is a good time for fashion sports products to be on the shelves. Retailers and wholesalers should quickly move to sell the world!

FashionTIY as the best online wholesale market updates new products on the shelves timely. Especially the WORKOUT AT HOME-shop fashion sportswear series is the platform's most recommend project recently. All the sportswear mentioned above can be found here!

As for the wholesale price, it still has super high competitiveness compared with other platforms, which will satisfy your profit margin to the greatest extent! In addition, Join FashionTIY now with the coupon code: wholesale15, you will get an extra $ 15 discount!

For more retail and wholesale information on fashion sportswear, please feel free to visit www.fashiontiy.com.

[brie-haus]

Active Wear Leggings Review

As a general rule, I am not someone who buys clothes, especially active wear items brand new. However, since the quarantine has been going on I have been going through every room in our house and I have made netted over $400 so I decided to treat myself.

               I shopped around and decided to on Old Navy for my investment. Partially because their sale seemed best and partially because a lot of the active wear that I already own is from there. What I have actually bought from brick and mortar retail stores (albeit the clearance rack exclusively) has been from there because I love what the fit of their stuff that I have found at Goodwill so much. I was hoping the same would ring true for the leggings, which I really needed more of because those are a little harder to find and make more in your size from thrifting.

              So what I knew was that the XXLs from thrifting were way too big and needed belting if I was going to keep wearing them, which is not a thing with active wear leggings. I also knew that the few random boutique style leggings I had in size large (whatever that means) also worked but didn’t know what they equated to. So I decided to order the XL to be safe. I ordered a variety of long leggings and capri pants. Ya girl is thick cannot do shorts for any situation except laying in the sun or doing yard work. Designs are great and colors are great but I was really just interested in utility. I bought them because they had pockets and the price was ideal. I am basically a man.

              I just got one pair of full length leggings as we are headed into summer (though they are calling for snow in some parts of the country this week). The cut I got are the High Rise Elevate Legging by Old Navy and they are a 7/8 Ankle pant. Which I didn’t know what any of that shit meant until yesterday. These leggings are so soft. Like the butter soft that LLR advertised? These deliver on that. They are always great in the compression department to me because while we have made progress in the muffin top department, the bakery is far from closed. I wore the Elevate leggings for a walk in the neighborhood with the dog where focus is required and there are changes in elevation and also for some stretching. They were super durable for both. I wasn’t constantly pulling them up like you are in some pants and they were breathable and a comfortable thickness.

              The true seller for me in this pair and all three pairs I got from Old Navy in this set is the side pocket. They all have side pockets on both sides which I cannot tell you how excited that made me. And it is a good sized pocket. I have an iPhone 8 Plus and it fit with a case and pocket socket on it in the pocket without issue and felt secure. These also have a key pocket in the inside back waistband.  They all come up fairly high on me (tummy height, just a little below my ribs and I am about 5’7” for reference).

              All three Old Navy pairs have been worn for walks and workouts both (think lots of stretching, squats, and maneuvering and held up great. I recommend them equally for someone who does lots of exercise as well as someone who just wants super comfortable leggings to hang out in that happen to have pockets.

              Next up were a couple of Lilly Pulitzer leggings. I initially purchased the XL in Lilly and they were so big that I was constantly pulling them up and had to send them back. The prints in the leggings are super cute but I found that they are super thin and the colors tend to stretch pretty thin when they are on which is not very flattering. They don’t offer a lot in the compression department but they are pretty breathable which is a must for me. You cannot beat the prints in Lilly. They also have matching sports bras and tops to boot, which is awesome. I did ultimately return one of the Lilly leggings, sadly.

              I earned so many reward dollars from Old Navy that I bought a pair of clearance Athleta leggings so stay tuned for that! I will return an update. I hope this has been helpful. I will use it myself as a reference point for reordering in the future. Thanks for reading!

[anamorales]

Fitness and health gear to motivate you for the New Year

Sharing some of the best workout outfits, accessories, fitness gear, and healthy staples for the new year!

Hi friends! Happy Monday! I feel like… next will will count as my first official week of 2019. Liv back in school, but P is still not feeling better. We were at urgent care last night and headed back to the reds today. The weekend was spent on the couch (it’s been 5 days now!) but I was finally able to crack open my planner and write a little. It felt refreshing and therapeutic to block out dates, set deadlines, and brainstorm action plans. I also wrote down a fitness plan (for when we’re back in the swing of life) + a couple of new fitness goals!

Truth: I occasionally bribe myself with fitness gear, especially when I’m setting new goals. When I really buckled down on my strength training plan last year, I told myself that I’d treat myself to a lululemon refresh after a few months. (In Valdosta, the closest one was 2 hours away so it was definitely a special treat.) I’m a huge believer in setting rewards for yourself to enjoy as you accomplish your goals. Also, I feel like there’s something magical about new fitness gear. I lift a little heavier in a new tank, run faster in a fresh pair of sneaks, and am more consistent when I have an Apple Watch beeping at me. (Even though I have to admit it’s a little annoying when it tells me to stand during a road trip.)

(Photography by Jacquelynn)

I think it’s certainly worth mentioning that you don’t need new clothes or gadgets to have a healthy lifestyle; all you need is some motivation and your own body weight. This is just if you’re looking for something new or a little treat as we head into 2019!

I thought I’d share some of my latest faves if you’re looking for new fitness gear as you accomplish your health goals, plus some of my tried and true resources.

Tops, sweaters, tanks:

This knotted top is perfect for to and from the studio. You could even rock this with jeans and low-tops. 

This neutral hoodie that’s not too baggy.

This Nike hoodie would transition well into spring.

A pullover in super soft recycled fabric.

This twisty turn tee is super lightweight and comfortable (love the burgundy color).

This cozy bomber jacket is on sale.

Leggings and pants:

These are my favorite leggings EVER. They’re not see-through, they’re super soft, and they work well for workouts and life! I find myself reaching for my Zella leggings more than anything else because they’re versatile and flattering. 

Love the mesh detail on these and they’re on sale. 

The fabric on these is amazing (also on sale).

These will prob be my next leggings splurge.

The mesh cut-outs and color in these are amazing.

Love the cut of these skinny sweatpants.

Starry leggings.

Neutral harem pants.

These shiny leggings!!! AHH.

Obsessed with these joggers.

These leopard leggings are FIERCE. A girl wore a similar pair to yoga a few weeks ago, and I immediately thought I needed them.

Sneakers:

So I’m pretty picky about shoes, but here’s what I’ve been using the most lately: Brooks Levitate 2 for running and Orangetheory (they make me feel like I’m flying! Even though my pace is… not flying), Under Armour for circuit training, Orangetheory and sprints (but not longer runs), and APL for strength training and life. I need a little bit more support for cardio but the style and fit are amazing. 

Headbands, gym bags, and accessories:

I’ve been needing more socks, so I’m excited to try these ones. 

Sports bras on sale.

A new headband! When I put a headband on to spin, the girls love it for some reason. “Mama, why you wearing a headband? You look so cute.” hahah

This bag is the ideal size and the colors are awesome.

Lorna Jane makes my very fave sports bras right now that I’m back in the IBTC. They have some padding (thank youuuuuu) and are super comfortable.

Gadgets, cookbooks, and health:

Organifi green juice. My friend Betsy introduced me to Organifi when she came to visit, and I really wanted to like it because Shawn from the Model Health Show raves about it and I think he’s the coolest. At first, I hated it. It was WAY too sweet and “green” tasting. Then, I decided to give it another whirl with more water (my entire Hydroflask full) and it was so much better. It tastes slightly sweet with a mild coconut water and greens taste. I find myself craving it now and it’s such an easy way to get in bonus nutrients.

A good blender. A good blender makes such a huge difference when you’re constantly making smoothies, hummus, soups, almond milk, etc. I’ve had our Vitamix for almost 10 years and it finally bit the dust, so I’m in the market for a new one. If you have one you love, please let me know! (This Ninja looks great and the price is awesome.)

Yoga mat and mat towel. I’m a huge fan of Manduka mats and mat towels. I’ve been practicing more yoga here at home, so the Manduka lives in the laundry room. I’ll drag it out for 10-20 minute yoga practices before bed.

Resistance band loops. A loop is one of my all-time favorite inexpensive gym tools. It’s an easy way to target your glutes and abductor (outer thigh) muscles in traditional leg work. I’ll put a band 2 inches above my knees for hip raises, clamshells, and donkey kicks. They also weigh nothing so you can easily stash them in your suitcase for hotel barre workouts. 

A spiralizer. This is awesome for making veggie noodles at home. The pre-noodled ones at Whole Foods are so expensive and for $30 (or less) you can get the tool to make your own!

A juicer. I still haven’t figured out which juicer to get after having a beloved Jack laLane for so many years. I’ve been craving juices more often and would love to make them at home again.

Vital proteins. I’m a huge fan of Vital Proteins and have been using it for years now. (It’s one of the reasons why my hair is so crazy long right now)

Fave healthy cookbooks/resources:

– Body Love. I think this book is worth the cost for the smoothie recipes alone! the Fab Four smoothies are incredibly filling and tasty

– Fed & Fit. This has so many amazing recipes! I’m kind of sad I lent it to a babysitter in Valdosta and never got it back lol. 

– Canyon Ranch cookbook. Lots of classic healthy eats and ideas here.

– Eat, Drink and Be Vegan. I feel like I bought this book a thousand years ago and it’s still one of my very faves. The pages are smeared with maple syrup and chocolate, which is the sign of a very good cookbook.

– Skinnytaste. Gina is the queen of healthy family-friendly recipes

– Fit With Five. This is an ebook packed with delicious and super simple recipes

– Fit Guide! Shamless plug.

These customized workout plans have meal plans from a Registered Dietitian to help propel you towards your goals.

– Many amazing blogs and online resources! I have way too many favorites to list, but some of my top resources are Pumps & Iron, Peanut Butter Runner, and PB Fingers for workouts, Pinch of Yum, Fit Foodie Finds, Fannetastic Food and Eating Bird Food for recipes, and Kayla Itsines and Tone It Up for inspiration.

On my reading list:

– Woman Code

– Healthy Meal Prep

– Balanced

– Intuitive Eating

– The 6 Keys <— just downloaded this one and can’t wait to get started!

So, tell me friends:

– Do you use fitness gear to motivate you? What’s on your wish list right now?

– What’s the #1 fitness/health resource you would recommend to others?

Happy Monday!

xo

Gina

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Fitness and health gear to motivate you for the New Year

Sharing some of the best workout outfits, accessories, fitness gear, and healthy staples for the new year!

Hi friends! Happy Monday! I feel like… next will will count as my first official week of 2019. Liv back in school, but P is still not feeling better. We were at urgent care last night and headed back to the reds today. The weekend was spent on the couch (it’s been 5 days now!) but I was finally able to crack open my planner and write a little. It felt refreshing and therapeutic to block out dates, set deadlines, and brainstorm action plans. I also wrote down a fitness plan (for when we’re back in the swing of life) + a couple of new fitness goals!

Truth: I occasionally bribe myself with fitness gear, especially when I’m setting new goals. When I really buckled down on my strength training plan last year, I told myself that I’d treat myself to a lululemon refresh after a few months. (In Valdosta, the closest one was 2 hours away so it was definitely a special treat.) I’m a huge believer in setting rewards for yourself to enjoy as you accomplish your goals. Also, I feel like there’s something magical about new fitness gear. I lift a little heavier in a new tank, run faster in a fresh pair of sneaks, and am more consistent when I have an Apple Watch beeping at me. (Even though I have to admit it’s a little annoying when it tells me to stand during a road trip.)

(Photography by Jacquelynn)

I think it’s certainly worth mentioning that you don’t need new clothes or gadgets to have a healthy lifestyle; all you need is some motivation and your own body weight. This is just if you’re looking for something new or a little treat as we head into 2019!

I thought I’d share some of my latest faves if you’re looking for new fitness gear as you accomplish your health goals, plus some of my tried and true resources.

Tops, sweaters, tanks:

This knotted top is perfect for to and from the studio. You could even rock this with jeans and low-tops. 

This neutral hoodie that’s not too baggy.

This Nike hoodie would transition well into spring.

A pullover in super soft recycled fabric.

This twisty turn tee is super lightweight and comfortable (love the burgundy color).

This cozy bomber jacket is on sale.

Leggings and pants:

These are my favorite leggings EVER. They’re not see-through, they’re super soft, and they work well for workouts and life! I find myself reaching for my Zella leggings more than anything else because they’re versatile and flattering. 

Love the mesh detail on these and they’re on sale. 

The fabric on these is amazing (also on sale).

These will prob be my next leggings splurge.

The mesh cut-outs and color in these are amazing.

Love the cut of these skinny sweatpants.

Starry leggings.

Neutral harem pants.

These shiny leggings!!! AHH.

Obsessed with these joggers.

These leopard leggings are FIERCE. A girl wore a similar pair to yoga a few weeks ago, and I immediately thought I needed them.

Sneakers:

So I’m pretty picky about shoes, but here’s what I’ve been using the most lately: Brooks Levitate 2 for running and Orangetheory (they make me feel like I’m flying! Even though my pace is… not flying), Under Armour for circuit training, Orangetheory and sprints (but not longer runs), and APL for strength training and life. I need a little bit more support for cardio but the style and fit are amazing. 

Headbands, gym bags, and accessories:

I’ve been needing more socks, so I’m excited to try these ones. 

Sports bras on sale.

A new headband! When I put a headband on to spin, the girls love it for some reason. “Mama, why you wearing a headband? You look so cute.” hahah

This bag is the ideal size and the colors are awesome.

Lorna Jane makes my very fave sports bras right now that I’m back in the IBTC. They have some padding (thank youuuuuu) and are super comfortable.

Gadgets, cookbooks, and health:

Organifi green juice. My friend Betsy introduced me to Organifi when she came to visit, and I really wanted to like it because Shawn from the Model Health Show raves about it and I think he’s the coolest. At first, I hated it. It was WAY too sweet and “green” tasting. Then, I decided to give it another whirl with more water (my entire Hydroflask full) and it was so much better. It tastes slightly sweet with a mild coconut water and greens taste. I find myself craving it now and it’s such an easy way to get in bonus nutrients.

A good blender. A good blender makes such a huge difference when you’re constantly making smoothies, hummus, soups, almond milk, etc. I’ve had our Vitamix for almost 10 years and it finally bit the dust, so I’m in the market for a new one. If you have one you love, please let me know! (This Ninja looks great and the price is awesome.)

Yoga mat and mat towel. I’m a huge fan of Manduka mats and mat towels. I’ve been practicing more yoga here at home, so the Manduka lives in the laundry room. I’ll drag it out for 10-20 minute yoga practices before bed.

Resistance band loops. A loop is one of my all-time favorite inexpensive gym tools. It’s an easy way to target your glutes and abductor (outer thigh) muscles in traditional leg work. I’ll put a band 2 inches above my knees for hip raises, clamshells, and donkey kicks. They also weigh nothing so you can easily stash them in your suitcase for hotel barre workouts. 

A spiralizer. This is awesome for making veggie noodles at home. The pre-noodled ones at Whole Foods are so expensive and for $30 (or less) you can get the tool to make your own!

A juicer. I still haven’t figured out which juicer to get after having a beloved Jack laLane for so many years. I’ve been craving juices more often and would love to make them at home again.

Vital proteins. I’m a huge fan of Vital Proteins and have been using it for years now. (It’s one of the reasons why my hair is so crazy long right now)

Fave healthy cookbooks/resources:

– Body Love. I think this book is worth the cost for the smoothie recipes alone! the Fab Four smoothies are incredibly filling and tasty

– Fed & Fit. This has so many amazing recipes! I’m kind of sad I lent it to a babysitter in Valdosta and never got it back lol. 

– Canyon Ranch cookbook. Lots of classic healthy eats and ideas here.

– Eat, Drink and Be Vegan. I feel like I bought this book a thousand years ago and it’s still one of my very faves. The pages are smeared with maple syrup and chocolate, which is the sign of a very good cookbook.

– Skinnytaste. Gina is the queen of healthy family-friendly recipes

– Fit With Five. This is an ebook packed with delicious and super simple recipes

– Fit Guide! Shamless plug.

These customized workout plans have meal plans from a Registered Dietitian to help propel you towards your goals.

– Many amazing blogs and online resources! I have way too many favorites to list, but some of my top resources are Pumps & Iron, Peanut Butter Runner, and PB Fingers for workouts, Pinch of Yum, Fit Foodie Finds, Fannetastic Food and Eating Bird Food for recipes, and Kayla Itsines and Tone It Up for inspiration.

On my reading list:

– Woman Code

– Healthy Meal Prep

– Balanced

– Intuitive Eating

– The 6 Keys <— just downloaded this one and can’t wait to get started!

So, tell me friends:

– Do you use fitness gear to motivate you? What’s on your wish list right now?

– What’s the #1 fitness/health resource you would recommend to others?

Happy Monday!

xo

Gina

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Best hiking tips for new hikers

Get outside and enjoy one of the simplest, most reinvigorating hobbies there is: hiking.

If you’re new to hiking, read on to learn what you need to know before you hit the trails, whether you’re planning a stroll through the woods or a multi-day backpacking trip.

Why hike?

The wind stung and burned our faces. Step by step, we made our way upwards, and then we were there, on top of a snow-covered ridge in western Wyoming, on top of the Continental Divide in the Wind River Mountains.

Though it was late June, the temperature was barely over freezing up on the pass, just under 13,000 feet above sea level.

Above us, a bright blue sky. The view was spectacular, valleys spreading out before us, forests and rivers and glaciers, all of it so tiny and yet so vast.

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We snapped some pictures and began our descent from the ridge, eager to escape the biting cold.

That night we made camp beside a long lake, where it dropped well below zero degrees Fahrenheit.

Today was day seventeen of a thirty-day expedition, and to this day, that unnamed pass over the Divide remains special to me. The amazing beauty of the wilderness, land so wild that even the loggers and miners of the 19th century had been forced back by the cold and the snow.

Land so wild that even before people came to the Americas on wooden ships, the natives of the land only passed through as hunters, as the vicious weather forced them to stay in more hospitable lands for the winters.

How had we arrived here? What drew fifteen people to this wonderful yet desolate place?

For some adventure was the call; for others the wilderness was the place they could go to leave their pasts behind. Whatever the cause, we travelled together. What To Wear On A Hike And Still Look Cute? https://www.hikingbay.com/what-to-wear-on-a-hike-and-still-look-cute

Several of us had spent months in the field before, while for one of our group, this was the first time outside of a city or suburb.

Some people view the wilderness with fear or even distaste. Some live in big cities and don’t have the chance to venture into the great outdoors as often as they would like. Some would like to start hiking but aren’t sure where to start—what gear to buy, where to go, how to navigate, and so on.

And of course there are many like me, wilderness fanatics who need at least a hike or two every week.

If you’re reading this, you might want similar experiences, but how? Isn’t it expensive? Isn’t is difficult or dangerous?

These questions don’t have simple one-word answers, but I’ll do my best to give you solid advice for starting off in hiking. It changed the way I see the world around me, and I hope it will do the same for you. 10 Tips For Hiking Solo: Always Safe And Never Sorry https://www.hikingbay.com/10-tips-for-hiking-solo-always-safe-and-never-sorry

What gear do I need?

One of the most common misconceptions about spending time outdoors is that it will cost you a lot of money.

While this can be true, it doesn’t have to be. So here are some tips for choosing gear that will serve you well and not require you to sell a kidney.

First off, the most important gear out there is not actually equipment. It’s your skills and mindset. All the greatest gear will do absolutely nothing for you if you cannot safely and effectively use it. Just got a new pair of boots? Break them in at the park, not in the wilderness. Also, stay positive. A bad mindset will make you miserable, so keep positive. Being able to laugh at adversity will make hiking a whole lot easier for you.

Next up, use what you already have. You do not need all the newest stuff available.

If you’re brand new to hiking, your first purchases will probably be a good pair of boots and some activewear. Beyond that, take you time to see how you like hiking, build your skill sets, and gradually acquire or upgrade equipment. Once you have more experience, then maybe consider putting money into stuff. 3 Days Colorado Trail Suggestion And Planning https://www.hikingbay.com/3-days-colorado-trail-suggestion-and-planning

Clothing

That said, there is some equipment that is highly recommended for hiking and backcountry travel. I’ll start with clothes: • Hiking boots or shoes • Socks • Hiking sandals • Dry-fit clothes • Merino wool shirt • Raincoat • Sunglasses • Gloves

Footwear

I have seen people going on quick day hikes in full-on heavy mountaineering boots and I can say without any doubt that that is a mistake. Lightweight is your friend.

There are a number of high-quality and relatively lightweight hiking boots on the market. I’ve had luck with brands like Asolo and Vasque. They’re extremely durable, comfortable over long distances, and provide some ankle support over rocky terrain. Some boots come with Gore-Tex coating that will even keep out water.

A solid pair of hiking boots will likely be one of your biggest investments when you start out hiking. Expect to pay $150 to $300 for a quality pair.

If you balk at the price of hiking foot wear, you can consider going hiking in sneakers.

After all, the Lewis and Clark expedition crossed North America from 1804 to 1806 in moccasins. Yes, just plain leather moccasins. The key to wearing minimalist footwear in the field is having strong ankles. I trail run to build ankle strength, and have never had an issue wearing light shoes in the wilderness.

Add some low leg gaiters to the mix to keep out rocks and dust, and you’re set in the footwear department.

Sneakers might lack the ankle support and traction of hiking boots, but they are generally fine for shorter hikes of mild to moderate difficulty. So let’s say you want to try out hiking, or go on the occasional day hike, but aren’t sure you want to splash out on expensive shoes just yet.

If you already own a decent pair of sneakers, try hiking in them. Are they comfortable? Are you able to handle the terrain? And if, over time, you decide to pursue hiking more seriously, you can always buy some hiking boots then.

Now let’s consider socks. A good pair of socks is absolutely indispensable when you’re hiking.

Don’t wear cotton socks. You’ll soon regret it when your sweaty feet start sprouting blisters. Stick to wool socks by brands like Smartwool, REI, or Thorlos.

If you are planning to hike in heavy rain or through any river crossings, consider bringing a spare pair of socks with you. Hiking with wet feet is pretty uncomfortable.

A final footwear option to consider is hiking sandals. These cost around $50 to $100, so they’re a more modest investment than most hiking boots.

I’ve had a pair of Keen hiking sandals for about five years now, and they’ve taken me on some light- to moderate-level hikes. Sandals are not the best idea if you’re going bushwhacking (your feet will get cut up), but if you stick to trails, they can be a great option. They’re also fantastic if you’ll be hiking through water or getting your feet wet. Sandals are lightweight, let your feet breathe, and tend to dry out more quickly than traditional hiking boots.

Plus, if you go camping, they make perfect camp shoes, allowing your feet to air out at the end of the day.

Things to consider: do they provide toe protection? Personally, I like having a cap over my toes since otherwise I have a real knack for scraping them.

How good is the traction? Are they adjustable? My Keens have adjustable straps, which is awesome—sometimes your feet swell a bit by the end of a long day of walking.

Clothing

What should you wear on a hike? You certainly could spend a fortune on the latest, greatest activewear styles, but there’s no need to remortgage your house.

Here are some general guidelines to start with: You’ll want a couple good shirts and at least one pair of pants, shorts, or leggings. A sports bra may be necessary ladies.

If you’re planning to hike in cooler weather, you need at least one warmer, long-sleeve top, along with a coat or rain jacket. And, as discussed above, some good wool socks.

Let’s talk clothing material. As a general rule of thumb, avoid cotton. Why? Because when cotton gets wet, it stays wet for a very long time, and once wet, it has almost no heat retention.

Also, once cotton is wet, it chafes like nothing else. So leave the cotton and denim at home.

Instead, wear a simple pair of thin nylon pants and a dry-fit shirt made of a synthetic fabric. These fabrics dry quickly and won’t cause you discomfort. They’ll wick sweat away from your body instead of getting clammy and keeping it against your skin.

Now what about hiking in the cold? Wool is your friend.

You can bring grandma’s Christmas sweater (seriously, I will respect you forever if you wear a Christmas sweater on a hike without shame). However, typical wool clothes are heavy and bulky, so consider something like merino wool instead.

This stuff is amazing, but yes it costs quite a bit. Look for it on sale or used. Merino wool shirt is light and warm, and it compresses down into nothing if you’re carrying it in a backpack.

I’ve been in sub-zero temperatures Fahrenheit in nothing but a few layers of merino wool and not been overly cold. What about clothing for bad weather? A nice, top-of-the-line raincoat is prohibitively expensive for many people.

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Arcteryx, my personal favorite, sells coats for around $300 to $500. Yeah. That’s a lot. Again, try buying used, but also be careful not to buy junk. A cheap rubber raincoat from a garage sale may be waterproof, but remember that waterproofing works both ways. It will keep rain out…and it will keep sweat in.

So it is wise to invest in a triple-membrane fabric raincoat. Don’t bother with the technical details, but these coats breathe decently, meaning that you won’t end up drenched and cold in your own sweat. You can get a decent raincoat for around $200 from a company like REI, though try looking at sales to get one for less. I recently picked up a great waterproof coat from L.L. Bean for $90, marked down from $300.

Additional clothing items

Don’t forget to bring sunglasses! As long as you’re okay scratching them up or getting them dirty, they’ll work out fine in the field. Protecting your eyes is important, especially in higher or snowy areas, as the sun can do serious damage to you. And while you’re at it, never forget the sunscreen!

Gloves can also be a sensible purchase for the avid hiker. They protect your hands while you scramble over rocks and keep your fingers warm in colder weather.

I usually bring my Buff along on hikes too. This circular band of material has many uses. Typically, I use mine to shield my neck from the sun or to mop sweat off my face.