Posted Fri Jul 31, 2015 | 243 Words | Tagged story

I hated the office block my work had to be in. We had to be just above a gym where we would be all nice and quiet for most of the day and then you hear the sounds of weights being dropped by dumb asses on the floor bellow.

Thankfully the lift was quiet, and I got ready to see the lovely office. When the doors opened, I saw the gym. The doors closed but the lift didn’t move. I pressed the button. Nothing.

I pressed the doors open button. Nothing.

Oh great, stuck in a lift and I was going to be late. I heard the speaker say something, but I can’t remember. I heard a hissing sound and the lights go out. Or did I go out? I don’t remember.

I could feel something. I felt hands across my body. Oh great, what was going on. I hated my body and now I had this. Something was strange though, I felt a shirt being put on, but it was of a rubbery texture. And it was tight, incredibly tight. And getting tighter and tighter against my body.

I then felt a cap place on my head. That soothed me a bit, and then I felt some headphones on my head. The sounds were so nice, exercise gym mmmmm.

I woke up getting up in the lift, ready for the daily lift at the gym. Fucking pumped up and ready for this.