As they straightened out the mannequins they noticed another man looking at the Buffett window. As he did they thought up an open sign so he'd enter without hesitation, not that they didn't need it. "Hello! Welcome to our gym, the membership is 1 dollar for a lifetime fee." I said as the man wandered around, checking out the Buffett and the equipment on the other side. The imp smiled a little communicating with my mind " let's see what his hearts desire is, I sense he wants to gain a little mass to his muscles."
I spoke again after his slack jawed response to my offer of lifetime membership "and if your looking for training we have a new bodybuilding program here! It's free of course but in return you have to help us with somethings. Mostly showing off your body and telling people how you obtained it." The man looked at his fit frame, yearning to be like jay cutler, or Ronnie Coleman, maybe even bigger! "Yes sign me up! I've dreamed of this my whole life! What do you want me to do!?" He exclaimed eagerly.
"Walk this way, we actually have a private gym separate from this with full access. Shall we shake on it first though?" I reached out my hand, and with a flair for dramatics showed it as long nailed demons hand. He was taken back but with a reassuring promise I half whispered "I'll make your wildest dreams come true..." And he grabbed it greadily! With a summons I gestured to the mannequins who came to life, squeaking and creaking with there automaton bodies. He was taking back a bit and with fear he tried to run but they grabbed him and dragged his screaming body to the door. "It'll only be 2 minutes I promise! There just gonna help with your trainer to juice you and feed you while he ,uh, pushes you into shape!" I shouted from the front.
He entered the room, and with a loud slam it closed behind him and disappeared. As he opened his eyes with fear he saw a gym, kitchen, bathroom, and medicine cabinet fully stocked with steroids. The place looked from hell and as he thought this a red demonic being stepped forward, laughing as the mannequins pinned him down to the bench press. "Welcome to Pergatory gym! Your mine now till the deed is done!" And with that he yelled "josh! Start lifting!" At first he didn't know how this was happening!? How did he know his name!? But with a force not his own he began pushing as hard as he could.
Several years later, 20 to be exact, of lifting, juicing, feeding, and sometimes force feeding by tube, the demon let him loose. His body lumbered towards the door that had appeared, his mind now obedient to his new master, a slave to whoever he called his master. The demon pointed to the door and, reluctantly he began to walk. "Master are you sure I'm to leave? Don't you want me here?" With an evil smirk of satisfaction he said " I do want you here, and every time you screw up with your other masters, they will send you here longer and longer, till your with me for eternity."
I waited for the door to open, and with a creak it did. Out waddled josh, filthy from sweat and soot, looking like an overinflated wrestler figure. " josh! Welcome back! What did you weigh in at here?" I asked a he moved to the scale. "475 lbs! He does good work!" With a beam of glee in his face he bowed down to me saying "thank you master! I can be bigger if you'd like! I was only in for 20 years?" Laughing I said "yes but here it's only 2 minutes! 10 years a minute without aging a bit I see!"
As the mannequins creaked back in place and became lifeless again I walked him to a shower, scrubbing him off since he no longer had his mobility for the most part. The imp smiled as he walked out, our new gym representitive. And that's when