"Ack! No! Get back here!"

It must have been too early. Tisha was starting to hear voices.

Tisha Williams was a health instructor at Blue Stone Gym. She taught prenatal aerobics. She was also usually the first one at the gym. But apparently today, that wasn't the case.

"Ha! Gotcha!"

Tisha followed the voice. It was coming from one of the fitness rooms. The door was cracked slightly. Tisha gently pushed it open and discovered the source.

It was Vicki Thompson. She was a student in one of her classes. And at around seven months with fifteen offspring, Vicki was easily the most heavily laden woman she'd ever known. Vicki was also usually late to every class that Tisha ever taught. Why she was there so early in the morning was a bit of a surprise.

As Tisha entered the room, she saw that Vicki was sitting atop one of the workout balls. She was dressed in her violet workout leotard and a pair of clean white socks. Shoes weren't allowed in the fitness rooms. There was a chance they'd scuff up the hardwood floor.

Anyway, Vicki was trying to practice her balance exercises. Trying being the key term here, since it looked like she was having some difficulty. Vicki never noticed Tisha enter the room. She was too busy trying to stay on the ball.

"Vicki, what are you doing here so early?" asked Tisha with a puzzled look.

Vicki quickly gazed up at her. She blushed profusely as she spoke. "Oh! Hi Ms. Williams! I'm sorry, but the door was unlocked and I figured I'd let myself..." Vicki paused. The workout ball underneath her impressive protrusion was shifting. It was trying to get away. And it was forcing Vicki to lean back in the process.

"Noooo," stated Vicki as she tried to stay on top. The ball was quickly working its way between her legs.

"No, no, no!" declared Vicki as she attempted to lean forward. Only to have the ball push her back even farther.

"NONONONONONONO!!!" exclaimed Vicki as she flailed her arms wildly. All in the hopes of staying on the ball.

She couldn't stay on the ball. In a flash, the teal sphere had successfully escaped its fruitfully fertile prison and bounced towards the wall. Vicki herself had landed on her back, causing a very impressive "WHUD!" upon hitting the floor and forcing many of the workout balls and mats neatly placed along the wall to tumble into a large heap. Tisha immediately ran over to her.

"Oh my god, Vicki! Are you okay!?" Tisha queried frantically as she loomed over the now downed mother-to-be.

"Yeah, I'm okay," responded Vicki sheepishly. "Sorry for making such a mess."

"It's alright," replied Tisha, thankful that she wasn't hurt. "C'mon, let me help you up."

Tisha then reached out her hands and grabbed under Vicki's arms. She began to lift. After a few minutes, she was able to get Vicki back onto her feet. Which was actually quite the accomplishment. Considering just how heavy Vicki really was.

"Now," stated Tisha. "How did you get in here, Vicki?"

Vicki avoided looking directly into her eyes. "One of the janitors unlocked the main door for me," she replied. "The door to this room was unlocked."

"And why were you here so early?" Tisha enquired with a mixture of annoyance and dryness. She was speaking to Vicki as if she were a toddler, even though she was trying not to.

"I...I wanted to work out in private," stated Vicki in a rather solemn voice. "Since all the other girls keep making fun of me."

Tisha's irritation subsided and instead began to be overcome by pity. Vicki had indeed been picked on by her classmates for quite a while. All due to the fact that she couldn't perform the exercises properly. Either because her massive belly was in the way or just because of her own general clumsiness. Tisha tried to prevent such acts of derision amongst her students from happening any further. But apparently, she wasn't doing enough. She'll have to find a way to rectify that later. For now though, she'll have to deal with Vicki's own problem. And she had an immediate solution for that.

"Well, alright then," stated Tisha with a smile. "If you want some private time, I'll give you some private time."

Vicki looked at her instructor with perplexity in her eyes. But that quickly changed to a look of elation. "You...you mean..."

"That's right," said Tisha. "I'm giving you some private, one-on-one exercise sessions. Now, go get a mat. We'll start whenever you're ready."

"Oh! Oh thank you Ms. Williams!" exclaimed Vicki. "I'll get started right - WHA!"

THUD!

Vicki had slipped on one of the previously toppled exercise mats. She was on her back again.

"Ummm...Ms. Williams? Can you help me up again, please?" asked Vicki with a whimper.

Tisha sighed.

"Alright, give me your arms," stated Tisha. With the way things were starting out, she was going to be getting a lot more exercise than Vicki ever would.

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