Just as trainer said that there was a knock on the basement door outside, Chris waddled outside to the double hatch looking to see who's there and kinda check out the sign. With a laugh he reads it out loud "hells gym" and begins to talk with the lineman
"Hey dude! I couldn't wait anymore! I want this so bad! Can you make me like you Chris? Can you make me able to be nfl training or anything will do?! Please!!!!" The defensive lineman was practically begging! With a little chuckle Chris opened the doors, and let the lineman go down, Chris following behind.
"Trainer, this lineman wants you to train him to your vision, please make him what you wish him to be!" The lineman nodded with glee eager to begin, and that's when trainer spoke with a seductive sinister voice. "Yesss I have such wonderful plans for you! We're gonna make you one of the greatest training forms in the nfl!" And Chris hearing his voice almost became seduced as well but snapped out of it. Meanwhile trainer shooed Chris away saying "I'll always be here for you Chris, but this fun is for him alone..." And made the doors disappear again behind him as he went up the stairs.
And the lineman did train, and train and train, his body form bulking up, becoming wider, his shoulders thickening. The trainer said with a delight in his voice "come over this way, I command you too..." And the lineman almost floated over, standing exactly where he said. Suddenly before him stood a great football field, the trainer smiling gleefully like a murderer ready to finish his masterpiece of sadism.
"I command you to start doing blocking drills" he said, the lineman doing everything he was to do, enthralled and seduced into ecstasy to the point his eyes rolled back and droll came down his lips between sets. A funny euphoric feeling came over him as the trainer put his hand on him and said "have a football uniform and helmet form on you" and with in a moment his body produced a new helmet and pads, his face now behind a new grill on his helmet. "That's a good lineman.....now start to do drills, hitting the dummy till you start looking like it" the trainer whispered into his earhole. With a moan of pleasure, he began hitting and hitting until his skin and pads were as one, his legs beginning to become as one, taking on almost a rounded shape at his cleats.
The lineman whispered to the trainer like a child wanting sweets, "am I becoming what you desire...." The trainer patted him on his helmet as his hands and arms became square like on his side, standing up to an 80 degree angle. "Your doing very well defensive lineman dummy, your so close to satisfaction...." And with a gleam in his eyes his helmet slowly became part of his head, his eyes fixed in that happy gleam, as his grilled melded into his face becoming one
Trainer looked at his work, knowing it was at completion and touched the lineman dummy's chest saying "now have your inside become padding and your skin become a nice durable vynal for indoor and outdoor use my pet.." And as dutiful as ever his skin became the same color as his uniform a nice rich purple color, the equipment becoming prints on his new form, his face still in that delight behind his grill, but now only black etchings on a blue background.
Trainer admired his new work, and made the gym change back to normal, and with a heave he lifted the new blocking dummy to the gym corner and summoned the doors back. Chris noticed the doors were back and came down. He saw the new equipment in the corner and saw trainer give it a good hit, the new dummy rocking back and forth almost like it was in joy. In a hypnotic voice trainer said "I made our lineman into a nfl lineman dummy, he's so perfect now........was there another you want me to train? Unless you want to be like him? I can train you to be his brother in blocking if you wissshhhh?" The trainers voice was so inticing, so controlling, Chris's arm began to itch in excitement when.....