Work Out
By: ShrinkMe
Marcus is in his early 30's, is 6ft 3in, brown hair, brown eyes and weighs 255 pounds of pure hard
muscle. He is one of the popular sights at the gym where he goes to work out, which is fine with
him as long as the people let him work out and not bother him. He didn't mind being interrupted
once in a while, there was always someone who had to either comment on his size, or ask about
what equipment would be best for whatever. Marcus hated the ones who would stand away, over
in a corner or over on the sidelines and in their group would act like school girls tittering and
giggling and watch him and point and giggle some more. Not only was it distracting for Marcus he
felt it wasn't becoming for the other members to have to put up with either.
Marcus had a way of dealing with groups like that. His way always worked and NEVER failed.
Today Marcus is in the locker room of the gym putting his gym bag in his locker and preparing
mentally for the workout ahead. Just as he was closing the locker door he heard a slight
commotion from somewhere behind him. After closing and locking the locker door, Marcus turned
in the direction he heard the noise on his way to the stairs leading up to the work out floor. Sure
enough, there was a group of six guys suddenly acting like that they hadn't been oggling him and
talking amongst themselves about him.
'Well, they had better not bother me during my workout.' Marcus said to himself as he passed
through the door to the stairway.
Marcus went up and went to the area he liked to work out in. He tried to use free weights for as
many exercises as possible, it seemed to give him the look that he desired. This area that he
worked out in the most was all free weights with benches of all sorts. Marcus and a few others,
who were pro and semi-pro bodybuilding athletes, helped design this area of the gym and took
pride in what it was doing for them and quite a few others they were guiding along.
So Marcus bagan his routine for the day totally losing himself in what he was doing, concentrating
on what he was doing and which ever muscle or muscles he was working on. Even though he
was looking in the mirror on occasion which looked out over the rest of the gym his focus was on
what he was working on, not in looking around the gym at the other people there.
Halfway through his workout Marcus heard that commotion that he had heard down in the locker
room. This time coming from nearby. There was running track that surrounded the workout floor
with several large openings for people to enter onto the track or exit from the track and not
interfere with those on the workout floor. Marcus saw in the mirror that the group of young men he
had seen in the locker room were around one of the nearest corners leading to the track. THEY
thought that Marcus couldn't see them, but because of the position of the mirror Marcus could
see them plain as day.
Marcus tried to ignore these guys and concentrate on his workout, but every so often they would
all giggle lowly to themselves but just loud enough that Marcus heard them. Their giggles and
titters were timed with different reps he would be doing on different equipment that would cause
some muscle or other on his body to pop out or pump up.
Eventually he had enough and just couldn't concentrate any longer so he turned around
suddenly, unexpectedly enough that he caught the group actually peering around the corner
looking at him. They popped back into hiding but they had been caught. Marcus stormed passed
their hiding place on his way to the stairway down to the locker room giving the group a mean and
glowering look. He noticed the group appeared sheepish realizing they had been caught staring
at him, but he didn't care.
Marcus got to his locker and undid the lock and got out his toiletries and towel and placed these
on the bench behind him. Then from his bag he took a roll of duct tape and just placed it under
the bag in his locker and closed the locker door and locked it and went to the shower room to
clean up still miffed about cutting his work out short.
He felt better about things after the cleansing shower and approached his locker. Just as he took
his towel from around his waist he heard whispering from behind him. Marcus turned and there
they were. The same group of guys. Marcus had the door to his locker open and left it so and
naked he approached the group of young men.
Two of the guys saw his approach and nodded to the others in his direction and they all turned
towards him stopping their conversation in mid sentence. Marcus noticed that they all saw that he
was naked and still a little wet from his shower. He saw a few of them outright stare at his crotch.
"Alright, I've had about enough of you little girls. Is this what you want? You want to suck my dick
or something? Well you'll get to do more than that by the time I'm through with you."
Before the young men knew what was going on, Marcus had brought his hand from behind his
back that was closed in a fist. This he opened up and blew a powder which spread over the group
of six young men. They weren't quite sure just what was going on really but were moving away
from Marcus. But Marcus knew what to expect. The reaction took just a few minutes and there it
had started.
In just one minute it took for the whole group of six young men to shrink out of their clothing to the
size of three inches tall. Marcus just had to rummage through the clothing and gather up the little
guys. Marcus had them squirming around in both hands cupped over each other keeping the little
guys together as best he could and not hurt them -- at least not yet. He took them over to where
his locker was and elbowed the door open. He nudged his bag out of his locker and put the
guys into it. Then he got the roll of duct tape and tore off a length and took the bag over to the
nearest floor to ceiling mirror. One at a time he took the guys out of the bag and taped them to
the mirror facing out at chest level to Marcus.
"So you wanted to see me close up huh? How's this for up close and personal?"
With that Marcus started to pose for his captive audience. Some of the guys were freaking out, of
course, their little feet pounding against the mirror and trying to struggle out of the sticky tape that
bound them. Some of them were so in awe of what was happening that it hadn't really quite
registered with them. Either that or they were enjoying this attention that they were now being
subjected to. But Marcus didn't care what their reaction was. He was posing different poses
showing off all his physique, his muscles pumping with blood and popping out. Looking at himself
in the mirror but also seeing the expressions on the faces of his taped up little captives.
Soon as the posing had started Marcus brought the show to a close and then turned his attention
to the little ones before him.
"Did you like the floor show? I hope so, I work out long and hard to get my muscles to look like
this. Another thing that helps a good work out is a good diet. After a good work out I get quite
hungry. Being this big I require a LOT of protien. You want to see my body from a different point
of view? Let's start with you. Poor little thing just can't hack it, can ya?"
Marcus had picked the young man that was freaked out the most. This guy was putting up quite a
racket that hadn't stopped since Marcus had taped him up on the mirror first. Now Marcus un-
tapped the young man from the mirror and held him up in front of the others between a few
fingers by the legs.
"Let me show you from what vantage point you are going to see my body from."
With that Marcus brought his hand holding the young man up into the air above his head. Then
Marcus tilted his head back and opened his mouth and while the young man was screaming his
head off Marcus dropped him into his mouth and closed it. Marcus could still hear the guy
screaming inside his mouth but the others couldn't. Marcus looked at the others taped on the
mirror and saw the horror struck looks on their faces and smiled at them and tilted his head back
again and swallowed the guy in his mouth whole down his throat. Marcus could feel the guy
sliding down slowly to his belly and then he could feel him struggling some from down there.
Before saying anything else, Marcus reached out and untapped another young man from the
mirror. Again the screaming and struggling, and again the man was unceremoniously dropped
into Marcus's mouth and swallowed whole. He noticed one of the young men had fainted so he
chose the one still lively next to him and repeated the process with this third young man. This
time when he had the guy in his mouth he moved him around some with his tongue and then
when Marcus faced the remaining guys on the mirror Marcus opened his mouth showing them,
the two still conscious, the man inside his mouth. The wet little guy just about jumped out but
Marcus gently close his teeth on the man before he could leave his mouth trapping him inside his
mouth behind the teeth. Marcus tilted his head back and swallowed the little man down to his
belly. Marcus could definitely feel the three guys moving around in his belly. He did like that
feeling. But there was more to the show just now.
"EEMMM, you little guys do sure taste good, but it takes a while for me to digest you little guys
up. So I found a way that makes that go a little faster."
With that Marcus did one last pose for his little captive audience. He faced the mirror and took his
hands and grasped them in front of his abdomen, just about where his stomach would be. Then
with a grunt Marcus flexed his abs taught. The sound of crunching and breaking from inside his
stomach was audible from outside. One of the others on the mirror fainted the other just gapped
not moving or anything.
"Not a very energetic audience I must say. Your little buddies just couldn't take it I guess. Oh well,
I'll be hungry again in a while and now I got me a meal for then, too."
"Please, don't eat me. I'll do anything for you, anything you want. Please don't eat me."
"We'll see. No promises. Depends on how hungry I am later. Well, show is over, put you all in the
bag and take you home."
Marcus got his bag and grabbed on end of the tape from the mirror and peeled it off and dropped
the little guys, tape and all, into the bag and zipped it up. He got dressed and checked the area,
throwing their clothes into the towel hamper and left the premises and went home.
I told you that Marcus had a way of dealing with people that interfered with his workouts.
THE END