The guy walked over, his face red with embrassment and disgust. "What the hell are you two doing in here!? First the gyms closed as of now, and second you two need to...." He stopped frozen in place as runt stepped in pondering about what to do. He thought for a while as I said "man I always wanted a tattoo on my arm, something like those muscle bound red eyes things?" I laughed stupidly as the young kid began to sit doe where I was hitting the bench. "That can be arranged.." Runt said, his face lit up as he thought of what to do next. In a flash the employee was naked, his muscles body exposed to the world. "Hmmm not bad, but we'll have to give my roider here something with more character!"
In an instant Derek the employee was changing, his muscles swelling like balloons to unbelievable size. He looked like he could explode any minute, his neck so big it took over his head. Next thing runt did was change his eyes to look like red led lights, glowing with an unnatural shine. Proud of what he did he tapped me on my shoulder "what!?" I barked looking at him. "What do you think? Is it close?" I shrugged and said "it s righteous but it's not wearing cracked pads and broken helmet?" Runt shook his head saying " my work ain't ever done!" I went back to my set, injecting another needle into my arms as I went to the Dumbbells for preacher curls. Meanwhile runt began to have pads and helmet appear on his body, making them cracked and worn like they got the hell beat outa them. "There!" He said, "oh wait! One more thing!" And with a wave the guy was holding a giant syringe, sticking it into his as with a ghoulish grin.
I had just finished my set when runt yelled "get over here! I gots a gift for your dumb ass!" I waddled over, and saw the dude standing there. "Man that's the dude I wanted on my arms! Can you see these pythons with that roid monster on em!" I said flexing my biceps. "Well just hold still, and hold your arm straight down, your about to get new ink on your right arm!" And with a wave I watched as the dude started to look funny. At first he looked like a person, but more and more he took on an appearence like a picture. I watched as my arm began to pulse a little, and soon the dude was looking like a colored picture of himself, like wet ink. As I thought this the ink guy began to move his feet, like they were floating. "Whatcha doing runt!? I don't want no pa....pat....I can think of it..?" Runt smiled and said "don't worry! You won't feel anything, it'll actually feel like someone tickling your arm." And as he said this the feet began to touch my skin, becoming an inked image on my massive roid bicep. "Woah I feel freaking awesome!" I said, a deep guttural chuckle coming outa me.
Runt watched as the image began to form on his arm, first the feet, then the legs. The ink began to look vibrant on his arm, and Derek finally began to snap out of his frozen moment. "And second you.....what the hell!?" He tried to grip onto one of the machines, but his hands were just images now, the syringe still in his hand. Runt laughed as he flopped around flimsily as now his stomach began to take form on his roofers arm. "Someone help! I uh.... I feel funny and stuff...?" His iq changing as now his torso took its rightful place. Finally his shoulder began to sink in like quicksand as runts meathead laughed at the image, Derek flopping around, his head the only thing sticking out. He tried to speak but ink just jutted out, spewing onto the floor in a tiny splosh. At last with a tiny wiggle his head sunk in. At last he was a tattoo on my arm. "Thanks runt! You wanna a blow job or something?" I asked, hoping to pay him back for it. "You just keep juicing there buddy! I wanna see you looking like your taking myostatin!" I thought about it for a second, and said "is that a new juice or som ding?" Runt laughed as I flexed my tattoo looking at the red eyes.