"Hum... Sure ?"
"Great ! Follow me pal, I'm gonna make you unrecognizable." he says before heading towards the Gym. You try to follow him as quick as your small legs can allow you to do so until you finally enters with Bruce in the hudge complex. Huge ? Yes it is ! When you pass the doors and ends up in the hall, you just think that you never saw something like this. It seems quite the size of a football stadium in here !! Behind the reception desk, an athletic woman stands in her suit, equine hair and tail flopping around as she welcomes you with a tired tone.
"Welcome to Muscle Gym Beach. If you want a monthly pass access, it will be 132$, if you want a week acces, 30$ and if you wish for a day access, 15$." You start to put your money out for a monthly access when you see that Bruce interrupts you and turns towards the mare-woman who is still reading a fitness magazine.
"Hey Sheiley !" She sighs and turns her face to Bruce. Her tired face shifts into a happy smile.
"Hey Bruce ! What's up dude ?"
"I'm okay thanks, I'm gonna pay for the guy behind me for the day." He pays for you and you try to protest, but the stud just winks at you. Sheiley looks at you with a grin as she chukles a little. "Yeah ! Deffinitly have to work on him ! Don't worry kiddo" she tells you "Your on good hands. Bruce makes MIRACLES, really !". Taking that comment for an insult, you blushes and watch your feet. Bruce looks at you and puts his powerful maly hand on your shoulder. "Hey, don't worry mate, I assure you that in some hours, you'll get out from this complex as rippled as a damn overpowerful bull !"
"Yeah, wathever..." you say, rowling your eyes. There's no way he could turn some twig like you into such a hunky guy like him. At least, not until this evening.
The two of you are walking through the Gym where hundreds of bulking males and athletic women greet Bruce with smiles and signs of hands. You assume he's pretty famous around here, but you don't tell a word till you reach a sort of bar behind the training lift weight. People gather around, talk with each other as they drink sort of weird smoothies on rounded tables.
"What are we doing here ? Weren't you supposed to train me instead of... drink some stuff ?"
"That's exaclty what I'm gonna do, just trust me okay ? I'm pretty famous here and it's not without any reason!"
Bruce goes beyond the bar where the bartender greets him. Bruce tells him that you're with him, so he drags you along to a glass door, hidden behind the huge coffee distributor. A digital pad allows you to enter when Bruce applies his big finger on it and you continue to follow him into a big room filled with iron tables. Uppon them, bottles containing weird fluids and colorful beverages spread, align together in a perfect row.
Bruce smiles at you.
"These are special drinks that I made. They are VERY efficient ! You'll see it, pal. Why I am so famous here ? Because of these beauties. After having drunk them, some hours of training are enough to turn your body into whatever you want it to be !"
You watch the bottles of the room and make a choice, happy to change your body.