As we got him into some nice tight fitting gym cloths, a group of offensive lineman walk in. "Man this place is sweet! I can't believe we can have a gym and a Buffett in one place!" The greedy, lumbering men shuffled over to the Buffett grabbing as much food as possible. By the time me and my new slave could get over there the place had been cleaned out! "Good evening gentleman, I see your enjoying our Buffett!" The imp stood in the shadows hiding from sight. "Now gentleman the Buffett is part of our membership..." As I was about to finish they all got there wallets out. "No no! Please! Let me finish! It's a dollar for a lifetime membership!" They all look dumbfounded, which by there manorizims wasn't a far stretch.
"Forever?" The one said vaguely. "Yes forever! If you want to tell us what we can do to help with your body goals?" They all almost chimed in unison "coach said we need to loose weight, but we're always eating to keep our size" With a smile I looked at the imp and my new slave and said "we can arrange that easily! Please enjoy the Buffett and gym, while we figure out your workout plans." The bodybuilder slave looked sad from a distance, but after a quick glance toward where the door used to be he straightened out.
"Now gentleman you help yourself to the Buffett" and as soon as it was mentioned, food reappeared in a blink! 3 times the amount as before. They all lumbered in packs gobbling it up as fast as I could make it reappear. Slowly there transformations began as they finished and headed toward to gym. I watched as they began doing there football routines, bench press, deadlift, squats, powerlifting. One of them found the "equipment field" in the back and they all began to gear up with my devil uniforms! "Man this is awesome! I can feel lighter already!" Said the one as he slammed into his buddy. Little did they know that by then there bodies already were beginning to hollow out.
As they huddled back to the Buffett to eat again one of them began to feel funny. "I feel so weird? I'm hungry and ready to practice again, but I feel to light?" The others agreed but kept eating, not noticing with every excited bite they were becoming less human and more like a balloon of themselves. As they began to go back to the field and gym again I began to notice one of the first to eat was already beginning to bounce like he was in space. "Come with me, we can help finish your membership over here..." And as I grabbed him by the hand his face began to look more like a image printed on rubber. "I feel so light, so floaty......coach will be happy now...."he said As his face finally did become just an image behind his helmet grill.
As he finished becoming a balloon person I looked over toward the others, pointing them to the slave as they started to float a little as well. The one was in mid tackle with the other, and right at impact they both changed, bouncing off each other, the sound of there helmets and gear smacking lightly as they fell back. They both bounced up in the air when they hit the turf and looked like offensive lineman that were being levitated by a magician. As he grabbed there rubber wrists they made a squeak and grown as they inflated to there full compasity.
One was still at the Buffett as he saw his fellow teammates changing. Looking down at his own gloved hands and wrist, he saw he was changing too! "Help!" He cried as he began to try and run, but as his equipment jiggled and clanged, his body became lighter. His skin began to take on a rubber reflection from the lights, and horrified he tried to scream again. But only a loud hiss began to come out! Soon he was bouncing between runs, and With a giant bounce he hissed with horror as he saw a tack on the ground. Before he could do anything he had already changed and upon impact there was a loud bang, and the sound of equipment clattering to the ground
As I looked at the pieces of balloon that were once there I yelled "damn!" but as I looked at the helmet rocking back and forth on the floor, the imp stepped in. "Not bad champ!"and with a wave of his hand the balloon was whole again, equipment back on and everything."There gonna be great displays for our window! Slave put them over by the Buffett but leave there gear on, you never know when another group will want to play ball!" And with sadness in his eyes he reluctantly did so." And if you feel so bad about it, perhaps you can do 3 minutes with your trainer?" I said with a smile. He hurriedly waddled to the window and let them bounce up to the ceiling, there helmets smacking against the top of the roof. Everything was in place when.....