Glenn III: The Buy Out
By: DKINNY

It is around 12 noon and you are pacing around one of the local gyms that your company is proposing to purchase from a private owner. You are thinking the whole deal is a waste of time. At this particular location, the numbers and membership levels really suck. It would take a lot more new memberships as well as personal training contracts to ever turn this place around. This gym should just be closed since the other branches were more lucrative.

You have been around the business for years and really thought the whole meeting was pointless considering the staff this place had employed. The place was owned by a middle aged lady who let her college age nephew run it. The training was led by this late twenties or early thirties loser jock who knew nothing in life except for sports and working out. He also had a sketchy past and a criminal record as pointed out to you from your human resource dept. While standing around and making observations, you really do not see where this place is being managed whatsoever.

For some reason the last few guys you sent over here turn up missing and were never seen again. You figured it was just a freak coincidence and send your right hand man on the job yesterday afternoon. He also has not been seen since. You decide it is now time to get in here and check things out for yourself ASAP. You could not understand how come some of your best men in the industry were not able to deal with this snot nose kid and the dumb jock who ran the place, Glenn, or whatever his name was.

You have now been waiting since 11 a.m and still no sign or phone call from anybody regarding this meeting. You get bored of waiting and decide it would be a good time to sneak into the locker room and take a quick leak. You really have this whole phobia about gym locker rooms being a closet gay. And hoped that you had it all to yourself. After satisfied that you are all alone you begin your business of trying to take a piss. You are now semi hard from the sight of the hot duo you noticed working out together back in the corner and wondered why they kept looking over at you as you walked by the weight room just now. It was an almost hungry lustful stare, especially by the larger buff one. You are not a bad looking guy, but guys like that would never be interested in someone like you. But then again, what else could looks like that mean? You decide that it would be OK to just play with your cock a little and no harm would be done?. All of a sudden you hear the door slam against the wall and the same two guys came running in laughing with the smaller one jumping up on the larger ones shoulders. Just as if you are not even in the small room, they are laughing and wrestling around. The smaller guy was obviously hard and the larger guy could tell and didn't seem to care because he groped it a few times through his shorts. Any chance of you pissing , was long over now, your cock was hard! "OK get off me now, I have to shit" just as a loud honk escaped his ass fuming out the whole locker room. "We have to meet in the office and deal with a franchise dork who should be waiting by now about this buy out crap. I will meet you there in a minute" said the smaller guy

"Speaking of franchise dorks, I have to take a big dump. Then I will be in the office for lunch, I am starved" said the larger guy. You are now soft and infuriated. They left you, the district manager of several successful fitness centers waiting so they could work out? WHO was running the gym during all of this? Now they think you are going to have a little lunch party with you? The only eating they are going to be doing is some words of wisdom you have to offer them on keeping this job! The smaller guy towel drying the sweat of his smooth shirtless body. The other one is heading into the stall that is right up against the urinal you are standing in front of. The smaller younger guy leaves the locker room as he is slipping on his collared uniform shirt. On the other side of you is a loud "ughhhh" followed by a loud fart as you could hear long crackle sound and then a splash into the water. Then you hear a release of breath with a sigh as the toilet paper roll noisily unravels just on the other side of the piece of metal covering him from your view. Suddenly the seat rattles as he gets up and the partially closed stall door opens. He exits the room without even flushing or washing his hands. From the time both guys walked in until the time they were both gone only about a minute passed by. You decide to wait and piss later and go deal with these soon to be sorry smartasses. The smell in the room is unbearable by now anyway. You can't help but look into the bowl as you are walking past the open stall to go use the sink. You cannot believe your eyes at the sight of the single giant turd in the bowl, hard to believe a human could pass! There was no way that toilet could be flushed!

You get back over to the office a few minutes later and of course the same two guys are sitting there waiting. The larger guy was now shirtless and had a light layer of sweat covering him. The room smelled of it as well. Both guys were drinking bottled water. The smaller one was eating a protein bar. You notice one in front of you waiting and out of habit begin to open it. You didn't think much of it when the cap came off easily as the seal had already been broken.

"HI, you must be Glen and Patrick you ask as you offer your handshake to the smaller of the two guys. "HI, I am Patrick,this is Glenn" the young blonde said as he pointed in the direction of the larger dark hair guy. "Good morning guys, did I misunderstand or was our meeting at 11?

"Ya, but we were working out, trying to help my buddy get some meat on his bones" as he reached over and grabs Patrick's somewhat defined bicep and grunts out a laugh. Patrick just has a somewhat fake smile trying not to show his discomfort to that remark. "I was not ready for lunch yet anyway, but I am getting hungry now!" said Glenn "Sorry gentleman, this is not a lunch meeting, but I can assure you I will be quick so that I wont hold you up from eating your lunch" as you kick the door shut

You decide its time to get down to business and forget all about how attracted you were to the muscled sweaty body in front of you. You were still more aggravated with the clear lack of professionalism and courtesy. You also did not appreciate the way he was looking at you and screwing with your head. It was almost as if he knew you were attracted to him. Corporate administration made it pretty clear that you were supposed to treat gym employees with the same respect as you do owners. No matter how mad they made you or how soon they were going to be replaced.

Your presentation was even boring to you and you knew it was a waste of time. Talking pie charts and graphs and numbers with the bigger idiot in more simplified terms was distracted as he began spreading his legs and playing with the patch of hair trailing from his defined abs to the waist of his nylon athletic pants . You tried to focus more on Patrick who acted like he may be at least somewhat capable of understanding the importance of what you were saying and not getting you off the subject as bad by turning you on. You look up from your desk and cannot believe your eyes as Glenn is dozing off to sleep with his hand slipped down his pants deeper.

"Excuse me, you have any suggestions there, Glenn, on how we could attract more members" Patrick laughs and reaches over and much to your surprise slaps Glenn playfully on the crotch. "Umm, not really, and don't care, things are fine just the way they are here." That did it, you didn't care if this smug bastard was salary or not, he was in for a rude awakening. You make the best attempt possible at a sarcastic laugh and point out that under the new chain, all employees will be commission and it would be in their best interest to attract more members, sell more supplements, etc. "Excuse my French guys, your paychecks wont be worth a shit with this attitude"

You sit back in the chair trying to decide how far to go with giving these guys a reality talk about how much different things are going to be in the very near future. You know that anger will take your mind off your growing hard on. Suddenly you have a strange head rush sensation and the room is getting bigger, in fact everything is growing around you. A cell phone rings and you see Patrick get up and leave the room as he answered the call. Then you are face to face with Glenn all alone. He is staring at you again with that weird look. You try to ignore the strange sensations going on around and inside you as you continue your conversation. "Look here, we are going to have a problem getting along if your attitude does not change. I will see to it your ass is gone in the first week" Suddenly you notice how big his teeth are as he is smiling down at you, wait! He is GIGANTIC! Then reality hits you and you are about a foot tall and the rest of your surroundings are actually normal sized, just larger to you since you are shrunk.

Before you can say anything Glenn jumps up and lifts you off the pile that once was clothes you were wearing. He grabs you out of your chair and holds you in his firm grip. Hey man, guess you're right, we will have a problem getting along. But I didn't have to change, you did instead. We put something in your water while you were in the bathroom playing with yourself. Shrinks people right down in minutes. Now your ass is going to be gone, not mine! Its not even lunch time and I am hungry as hell. Just for the record, my paycheck isn't going to be shit, your gonna be. This buyout plan is not going to happen, but I appreciate the free lunch your company keeps sending me"

"What are you talking about, how did you do this to me, you ask in a trembling voice?"

"Worked really fast this time, the guy yesterday really got to bore us before he shrunk down"

"What happened to him, he was reported missing last night and is one of our best men?"

"He is not missing, he is in the locker room now, in the shitter, at least he was a few minutes ago, HA"

By this time Glenn is in hysterics of laughter, you can see his saliva dripping throat flexing as his hot rancid breath blows over you. The last thing you see of that small office as you look over your shoulder is Patrick laughing but somewhat concerned asking, "Glenn, he is not shrunk as much as usual. Think you can swallow him whole or gonna have to chew this time?"

You are pulled away from the handsome studs lips a few inches. You are suspended in mid air by the waist. You can feel the body heat given off by the powerful fingers. "OK man. You like making deals, I have one for you now. You put your hands together stetched out in front on you like you are going to dive into a pool and keep them that way. Your hands move once, and your going to be ground to a pulp. I don't have all day for this"

You are in total fear now as the long smooth pink tongue caresses your entire front side all at once. Your cock is being pushed up between your legs as the tip of the tongue is pushing you by the crotch into the awaiting mouth. This would normally be cause for a major turn on, but right now you are in total fear for your life wondering if this will stop before it goes too far. Your question is answered as a deep rush of room temperature air is drawn in around you as your hands make their way past the slime coated tonsils pressing up the ulva. Your hands reach the soft flesh at the back of the throat as you can feel a convulsion starting to erupt. Suddenly the upper teeth start to clamp down on your back just above your waist. The lower teeth are starting to grind back and forth just light enough to not break the skin, but hard enough to hurt. You can smell a strong stench of humid stomach acid fumes starting to fill the mouth cavity as the convulsing intensifies.

You can hear the distant voice of Patrick yelling, "start chewing, your going to choke or throw up, he is too big" just as you can feel his smooth warm hands pulling on your ankles in his direction.

As the teeth start to grind harder you remember the threat of being chewed and realized your hands were lodged in the back of the throat. You move your hands in a downward slope just as you feel a bigger stronger hand firmly force you back against the rear of the mouth again. Suddenly as if being in a water slide, you body is quickly propelled rearward and down the throat, your ears popping as your head is forced past the large pink tonsils. As the top of your feet are scraped against the bottom teeth as the lips are closing around over the tip of your toes. It is now complete darkness and your body picks up momentum as a powerful group of engulfing muscles pull you in a downward direction. There is no turning back for you or Glenn now as your arms are forced into warm tight ring sealing off the stomach. The stomach is all too eager welcome you as your arms bottom out and began to wrap around the bottom causing your whole body to be forced into a very uncomfortable somewhat fetal position but still upside down with your face submerged in a pool of acidic warm liquid. You become aware of gurgling around you and you still feel that convulsing sensation even more intense than you did when stuck in the throat.

Glenn just sits back down in the chair and resumes his breathing in short quick breaths. He coughs a few times. "Wow, that was a tight fit man, almost threw up and choked on the moron. I think I should of waited longer to down this one."

Suddenly he could feel a small amount of acids enter the back of his mouth but quickly swallowed it back down. Patrick was quick to shoot off his mouth "Well I told you to start chewing but you wouldn't listen, almost choked your dumb ass to death and now your going to have all sorts of digestion problems and wont want to party tonight! Besides, I think its so hot watching and hearing you chew someone up if they give you any shit. After all you did warn him first." That prick wasn't going to give up and I think he tried to choke you on purpose.

"OK, I will remember that the day you’re in my mouth because I don't need your services anymore, calling me dumb is not getting you off to a good start" Glenn said somewhat joking, but both guys knew it was not entirely a joke.

"This loser is gone for good now and the only shit he is going to give me ever again is my next big dump. And, speaking of services, this guy is moving around in here and starting to turn me on. I think you know what to do about it NOW! " Patrick was all to eager to drop down and begin to suck Glenn off while massaging his firm abs just as hard as he could push down on them. In a matter of a few minutes Glenn was shooting the last useful remains from yesterdays meal down Patrick's throat.

Glenn laid back breathing hard slightly breaking a sweat as his huge cock went back to its usual semi-hard state. URRGGHHHPP, agh, I feel much better now, I think I am going to be OK now. Thanks Pal, I guess you are still worth keeping around" said Glenn as he drank the rest of the bottle of water that he started earlier.

Meanwhile during all the events that just took place in that small gym office over the last 30 minutes, things were not as enjoyable for you. You do manage to get yourself into a more upright position. You are feeling around over your head for the opening that you entered from and without warning it flexes and a new shipment of the same stuff you are soaking in drops right into your face and eyes. The intense stinging and burning has become unbearable. You can feel the thud of the heartbeat intensify and a heavy blunt force moving in a circular motion pressing the stomach walls against you and causing even greater discomfort. You can hear distance voices, laughter, and moans above you but cant make out what is being said. Finally the breathing slows down and the confines of your prison convulse once again as the last of your air supply is exhausted and the walls tighten around you even more. You wish it could be over and you are prepared to yield to the same inevitable death that all the other unfortunate victims and some of your CO-workers had to face. Your last thoughts were of the water that suddenly dumped over your head and filled up the last pocket of air that was keeping you alive. As it filled up the rest of the stomach and your respiratory system, your life exited from your already partially digested body.

EPILOUGE

As the reminder of that afternoon passed by, so did things in Glenn's guts. As usual his digestive system wasted no time in breaking down his stomach contents. He was experiencing some brief heartburn and indigestion. The hunger fulfillment from this meal did not last long either. His intestines were only able to absorb a small amount of the thick chunky liquid that passed through them after leaving his stomach. By the time early evening came around he felt starved again. He was looking forward to beer and wings with the guys that he worked out with almost every evening before closing. He decided to cut the workout short because he was disappointed with the lack of strength gain from his lunch that day. He wanted to close a little early and go party. After all, the only members at the gym were part of his group for that night's plans. He had already taken care of any of the ones who he had problems with in the past. It was pretty much his gym now as far as he was concerned at least. Especially since he knew the buy out plans were about as history as his lunch that day was. He was stripping down to shower in the locker room when he felt a deep discomfort in his lower guts. He decided to take no chances and wasted no time getting to the toilets. He pulled down his jock and squatted over the still full toilet from earlier. His ass immediately sprayed out a thick nasty brown stream. He groaned somewhat in discomfort and relief. A few minutes later his ass stretched and another huge loaf was squeezed out somewhat painfully and dropped in the bowl. He wiped and stepped out of his jock and started headed towards the showers to join the guys. "hey Glenn, You OK out there? It sure stinks? By the way Anything more about that sell out to the national fitness chain that I read about in the paper" one of the guys yelled over the running water. "NA, don't think its gonna happen now, turned out to be too much of a pain, so we had to pass it. The whole deal ended up in the toilet" he laughed as he walked under the hot water.

THE END

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