Colin was frozen in terror, unable to move as he watched the gymbo that grabbed Darius walk mere inches past him and stand before the restrained neckbeard.
"Okay ladies, time to do our thing." the head gymbo commanded.
He watched them get to work: Berri sucked on the guy's member as he was forced to lift weights that looked way too heavy consindering the most exercise Darius probably got was walking up and down his parents' basement stairs. As his greasy body hair and nasty acne dissolved from the virus' effects, Colin noticed some muscle forming in his arms. With each lift, his hands became slimmer and more delicate as his bicepts began to firm up and press out, the bulk building until the guy's arms were just like the gymbos'.
"Okay, time for the lower body!" said the head gymbo as the transforming Darius was forced into abdominal curls.
Colin hadn't even noticed the long, silky red hair, gorgeous feminine face, or triple D breasts the former basement dweller had gained during the whole workout.
Now his eyes gravitated to the victim's legs as they began to ripple and pulse with muscle. Berri fingered the damp clit of her prey as the leg muscle tightened and swelled, and the new girl's stomach firmed and slowly popped into a washboard six-pack over the course of forty-five minutes.
The new gymbo stood up, tossing her glasses aside and stripping herself naked as Colin looked on in flustered shock.
"So babe, how are you?" the head gymbo asked.
"Call me Daria, and I'm feeling hawt." the redhead purred as she lifted her huge breasts for the others to see.
Daria was more than happy to spread her legs and let the curvy, jacked blonde jam her tongue in there, slopping up white goop while the redhead moaned.
"Hey compadres, you alright... in here?" Tino asked as he looked head on at the gymbos.
"Goodie, another fatty to turn into a hottie." Berri purred.
Without even thinking...