Kelly knew she should look away, she wanted to, she really did, but she just couldn’t do it.
When the manager had offered her the use of the private workout room she’d been flattered, he only offered it to the best clients of the gym.
Of course now, as she stared at the swirling pattern on the TV, she knew why he’d offered it to her. Between the TV and the music, she hadn’t stood a chance of resisting the subliminal messages that they contained.
What had surprised her though was that instead of reducing her workouts, they’d increased them!
She would have never had the willpower to put on so much muscle mass before and she was ecstatic about it!
Some of the other changes she wasn’t so thrilled with though. Like her constant need to masturbate, or the disappointment in the size of her tits, or the fantasies about being ordered around and controlled by others. It wasn’t like the orgasms weren’t great or anything, she just knew that they weren’t her’s. Or at least they hadn’t been.
The screen flashed a few times and then went dark and she blinked and shook her head a little. Then she looked down at her tits and frowned once more, she couldn’t wait for her appointment with her plastic surgeon. She wasn’t going to make the same mistake again… this time they needed to be much larger.
She picked up her gear and headed to the showers, and then home, where her vibrator was waiting for her.
Don attached the latest video of Kelly to the message and hit send, then added a quick note, “She’s ready whenever you are.”
Kelly had been an usual request, a particular client requiring a particular result. His usual clients just wanted some arm candy and he was happy enough to take their money and deliver what they wanted, but Kelly wasn’t going to be arm candy at all. Instead she was going to be joining the group of body guards, all large breasted muscular fit women, that protected the client.
He’d had to change a few of his programs, but nothing major and the client was perfectly willing to pay the extra for the work.
His phone binged and he checked the message, a simple thumbs up, followed by a screen shot of confirmation his remaining fee being transferred.
He smiled and pulled up the next client’s file, a more traditional blonde bombshell request and started to go through the members of the gym in his head to find the right match.
