...Camel Toe Cup

Hot and humid, the weather has been like this for the past few months. Just as I was about to go back home after my classes, I decided otherwise. It’s been a few days since my regime of going to the gym literally came to a halt. For this I blame it on personal commitments. I prefer to use the word personal commitments rather than indolent as I enjoyed nothing more than deceiving myself.

Predictably, the gym was packed with beef-buffs, exercise loathers, potato couches, dwarfs, Kate-Moss clones and other aliens. Not many homo sapiens tonight, humans are after all extinct. I quickly found a cardio machine after an oversized female dwarf finished her routine of 1-minute. Most probably her over-worked heart couldn’t take it. Can’t really blame the heart if it is pumping blood to 100 kilograms of fat.

The machine squeak to a slow start before gaining speed. I glanced over my shoulders to see what type of alien was beside me. Another Kate-Moss clone, petite with a small face, body legs, arms, hands, boobs and everything else I guess. She is terribly thin a total contrast to that female dwarf that just left. Her collar-bone was protruding like a Volvo’s fender, with small thin slender tender thin arms that flailed weakly in the air.

She was wearing a small white T-shirt which look too large for a her minute body. Incredibly, her legs were snuggly fitted into a pair of nylons. Never knew China made them this size. I strongly recommend a Camel Toe Cup to fill up those nylons!