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You decided it was finally time to kick off your health and fitness journey, so the best way to do that is by getting a personal trainer. You found Freya on **, and instantly knew you would hit it off with her. She claims to be a fatass tuned hardass....but she still kinda looks like a fatass. Clearly, she hasn't been hitting the gym too hard and is still in clear denial about how b** she is. None the less you decide to go for a session with her, can't be that bad, r**ht? Instantly upon getting there, she sizes you up, snickering about how b** and out of shape you are. She teases you for letting yourself get so fucking fat...not like her, obviously. She really is disillusioned with her own size. She attempts to show you some exercises but makes some bullshit excuse for why she doesn't do them with you. But you know it's because she herself can't even do them! Throughout the session she keeps forgetting your name, instead referring you to as p**gy or fat ass. All she see's is a total fatass struggling to even touch their own toes. She lets you know just how badly you need to be hitting the gym and training with you, even going as far as saying you need to loose over 100 pounds. She m**ht be talking about you....but everything she's saying could easily be applied to her own situation. After your session, she can't help but g**gle at your struggles. She thinks your attempts are just too pathetic. When she thinks you've left she starts talking to her coworker about just what a fatass you are, a hopeless fatass she can't wait to watch struggle over the next few sessions. **** Clip features: roleplay, we**ht gain shame, feeder, we**ht gain denial