Unfinished Story: Reverse Gym

Amy stepped in, the early morning breeze trailed behind her, and dissipated into the heat of the controlled A/C. "I should just go back to bed," Amy contemplated, "It's too early to work out."

Instead of aborting her mission, Amy's footsteps remained forward and sleepily as she headed for the women's changing room. The constant whir of cardio machines, the chatter of other early bird gym goers, the grunting and clinking of weights being lifted, the humming A/C, and squeaking of tennis shoes on the court all registered as background noise. Her foot steps treaded lightly on the beige patterned floor.

The warm air defrosted her chilled skin, sending pleasant shivers down her spine. Walking past the equipment checkout counter and to the women's locker room, Amy produced her basic work out clothing from her book bag, "I hope no one is watching..." she shyly muttered to herself. Amy is somewhat of a confident woman, but she really didn't want anyone to get a view of her starved frame. If you were to see her, the view would consist of just skin and bone.

Her gym shirt and shorts loosely hung on her 5'3" frame. She took one deep breath before heading out to do...something. Amy didn't exactly have a workout planned in mind, but she'll think of something. Her next step was nearly a fatal one when she nearly tripped on a small bottle, "Why would someone just leave a...."drink me"?" she read the tag on the bottle. Amy was just about to throw it away when the words pre-workout supplement came into view. "What could it hurt?" she thought, tossing down the contents of the bottle.

Amy then tossed the empty bottle into the trash and headed out. With a swipe of her card, she was granted access to the main gym area. Of course, cardio was the last thing she needed to do, "Hmm, I should start with the machines." The small woman set herself in the hip abduction machine and started her way down the row of leg machines. Oddly enough, Amy had failed to notice that the gym had emptied out. Very few people were there, even the staff had seemed to have left.

Why? Just because.

MEANWHILE...

A pair of legs swung. Back and forth. To and fro. Adrenaline pumped through her body. She was ready to do her daily routine of running until her legs were numb.

Earlier in the day our runner, Leah was given a special bracelet from the gym. She felt honored, "I'm a regular after all." she thought, slipping it on her wrist. Her long black hair tied in a ponytail showed that she meant business. Leah sprinted, her muscles tightened with each stride as she the carbs i her stomach fueled her runners high. At this point, the world around her dissolved, and all she saw was the track in front of her. There was nothing else.

Unbeknownst to our jogger, the bracelet that clung to her wrist acted as a  fast acting mass calorie releaser. This was good...for people who needed to bulk up. Within every minute, Leah would absorbs about 5,000 calories! Which equals to one pound of body weight. It would be lovely to sit here an describe each pound gained, but we will check in with her later. So again...

MEANWHILE...

Throughout the leg regime Amy could feel the muscles in her legs working. They began to feel more toned and stronger with each repetition.

Amy pushed.
Amy pulled.
Amy lifted.

She jumped off the leg press machine and rubbed her legs which have strangely enough felt a little thicker and slightly fatter, "M-Maybe it's all the lactic acid or, uh, something," Amy tried to ensure herself, but lactic acid in her muscles causing her legs to expand like that was just outright bullshit.  

Unbeknownst to Amy, the liquid that she had drank earlier was to coincide with the lactic acid to create instantaneous fat. Her workout pants that used to barely cling to her waist started to feel more form fitting. Even her butt, once minuscule, had obviously grown larger.

In the mirror, Amy noticed upper body looked disproportionate to her lower half. This was unusual to Amy. She is a stick skinny Vietnamese woman and after one leg workout her legs swelled up like rice in a birds stomach. The more she looked at them, the more worried she became, but she couldn't stop now. "I-I can't let this stop my first day! Uh, maybe I should change my focus for upper body! Yeah."

Walking over to the upper body machines, Amy felt her legs wobble a bit. Especially in her ass which jiggled side to side. She was definitely not going to get used to this.
Just like her legs, her arms began to grow slowly with the liquid and lactic acid. After curls, she went on to do chest flyes. "One-Two-Three-Four, ah! My chest feels tight. Argh, gotta fight this pain!" Even though the flyes worked her chest muscles, the real pain came expanding her breasts which pressed and strained against the fabric of her bra.

ELSEWHERE...

Another lap completed, her body ran the straight away and zipped past the corners, while her mind wandered elsewhere. Thanks to the bracelet, her muscles had lost definition and exchanged it for fat thanks to the bracelet. Her shorts tighten around her already impressive rear. The sports bra she fashioned out an old t-shirt came close to splitting apart at the seams.

She ran, sprinted, jolted, and dashed. Nothing broke her high. Except the thirst gnawing at her throat. She slowed to a stop at the close by water fountain next to the rowing machines. Leah took a few long sips and without noticing her bloating went to run again.


Back with Amy, we find her at the end of her midsection workout. Before she had worked her arms and the results were damn near similar to her legs. Growth, with a little plumpness, thickness, and the shocked feeling that came with it.

Amy's stomach changed differently. With each oblique crunch, sit up, jack knife, and so on the formerly baggy shirt became less baggy as her midsection expanded and rounded out. Additionally, as her workout neared to the end, it became noticeably more difficult to finish due to the amount of fat in her midsection adding up upon itself.

On her back, Amy could see the globe of a belly she had halfway blocking the view of her plump legs, "O.K. A trip to the hospital is definitely needed." Like a turtle, she rolled of her back and onto her soft belly.

On her feet, she peered at her reflection in her mirror. In just an hour or so her body went from anorexic to chubby with a buddha belly. At least her clothes partially hid her newfound weight gain. She patted her stomach, "It feels like jelly, ugh, it so round." Amy hastily made her way for the exit when the door unexpectedly slammed shut right in front of her face.

Something in her head told Amy to turn around. She did so and was immediately frightened. Her skin crawled and her neck hair stood up on end, "Oh my God! You scared me!" In front of Amy two women towered over her 5'3 frame. To the left was a well endowed brunette who appeared to be at the peak of physical fitness.  To the right, the red haired one had amazing assets with one inch of height on the other girl.

They both had creepy, yet sensual smirks plastered on their pretty faces. "We'll help you through the rest of your workout." said the red head putting a hand on Amy's shoulder.  "Yeah," added the brunette, "It'll be our pleasure." Amy could feel the brunette's eyes run over her chubby figure.

"Come with us."

"To where?"

"Oh, you'll see..."

Without consent, Amy was lead back further into the gym. For some reason, she couldn't find the right words to protest this. Seriously, how often does this happen to a person. They work out, get a little plumped up, and then two women who Amy considers "Rather good looking" drag you into the gym. Amy didn't think this day couldn't get any weirder, but she was wrong. Dead wrong.

Reluctantly, Amy was introduced to the weight room, which of course a room full of heavy weight machinery, barbells, etc. "Well, Melissa," spoke the brunette with a tone of evil in her voice, "What should we try first?" The red head placed a finger on her chin, "I just want to get right to the action, Jill. Let's start her with some squats to work those legs."

Melissa and Jill directed Amy toward the squat machine with Jill guiding her closely. Like back to stomach close. Amy got under the bar, "Please let this end soon." She couldn't help, but to feel a little creeped out by the other two girl's advances.

MEANWHILE...