Taking your mat, you walk over towards the smiling pig-girl, sitting down next to her and beginning your stretches. Lottie lies flat on her soft belly, pulling up her legs from behind her and stretching her back, jutting out her heavy breasts as they squish underneath her sweaty clothing. Her eyes clearly affixed onto the instructor in the middle of the class, you take the opportunity to gaze at her flushed body, running your eyes along her defined back to her lush ass and her rosy thighs. Realising you’ve been sitting awkwardly the entire time, you stretch your arms and lay on your back, replicating the pose of the yoga trainer along with the rest of the class. It isn’t until you look over to Lottie that you awkwardly discover her staring at your crotch – your discreet staring has earned you a pent-up orgasm waiting to happen. You laugh nervously as Lottie continues ogling your strained boner, while you secretly relish in the fact that you’re at the back of the class. “Was... was that because of me?” Lottie whispers, tactlessly pointing directly at your sizable, flared stallion-cock. You nod in response, Lottie giggling at your aroused reaction to her body. She playfully slaps your stiff length, and returns to her stretches. You groan and move towards an easier, less-exposed position.
The class ends a while later, Lottie continuing to tease you as you walk out of the gym. You note in your head that you’ll get her back later, but for now you’re exhausted.