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Chapter 30
by Aroband
What happens at the gym?
Got to get past reception first
As they approached the gym, Aiden thought about how he would go about infiltrating it. He had a reasonably good idea of what he wanted to do once he was inside, but first he had to get past the receptionist. Knowing how fancy the gym was, they wouldn't let him just walk in. He could use the virus to make himself invisible to anyone else, but that was no fun. Instead, he wanted to try something else.
Luckily, the receptionist was a woman, a short woman who's light blonde hair and pale skin seemed to indicate some sort of Scandinavian heritage. He altered his form slightly, making himself a bit shorter to 6'2, loosing a bit of muscle mass, and changing his hair from long and black to a short brown, naturally flowing in a careless but stylish way. All in all, almost guaranteed to catch the receptionist's eye.
He put the sleeping Grace on the roof, the fallen angel completely exhausted from the last day of sex and debauchery. Aiden figured she'd either sleep through his corruption of the gym or wake up and be eager to help. Either way, she'd find him.
Satisfied, Aiden walked into the gym, still wearing his clothes from the department store. He looked around like he wasn't sure where he should be going.
"Sir, can I help you?" he heard a voice say. 'Took the bait,' he thought with a grin, turning to see the Scandinavian girl looking at him, clad in a pair of tight capris and a loose top that showed off her tight midrif and just a hint of her bra. Her nametag read Mia.
"Yes, actually, I was looking at joining a gym around here. I just moved to the city and thought it'd be a good way to meet people. I was interested in what sort of facilities you have here and what the membership price is," he said amicably, purposefully not using his pheromones to influence her. He wanted to try to get her old-school.
"Of course," Mia said politely, handing a small pamphlet to him. It showed a variety of exercise areas and equipment. "As you can see, we have a number of facility rooms, including a half-track upstairs, a full weight room, a small boxing area, calisthenics, and a pool, as well as an attached sauna. We also have a few masseurs who are available on appointment to relieve aches and pains, as well as trainers to advise and assist your workouts."
"Are you one of the trainers? You look like you could be," he said, pretending to read the pamphlet while subtly sneaking glances at the woman's body. She didn't have any stand out features, but she still possessed a cute sort of attractiveness. Plus, the virus would give her a figure any woman would die for.
Mia blushed a bit at Aiden's comment. "No, I'm just the receptionist, though I try to use some of the machines from time to time."
"Oh, I wouldn't have guessed," he brushed it off, hoping his commend had the desired effect. From the small smile on Mia's face and the still present blush, it seemed it had. "Well, I'm liking what I'm seeing," he said with a pointed look at her, "and from what you said, the pricing seems fair. Do you think I could get a quick tour before we sign anything?"
"Sure!" Mia said, jumping at the opportunity. "Let me show you around."
"Oh, no, if you're busy, I don't want to take up your time," Aiden said, keeping up the polite persona. Mia quickly shook her head.
"No, it's no problem, it's part of my job too. Just give me a second...actually, I don't think I got your name."
"Aiden."
"Cool, Aiden, give me just a sec." She quickly went over to a door behind the desk and knocked. After a few words to the person on the other side, she was leading Aiden through into the main part of the gym.
"This is our main cardio room," she said, gesturing to the variety of treadmills, elliptical machines, rowing machines, and half a dozen other all lined up in neat rows. It was far from full, but a number of the machines were in use by men and women. Mia pointed to a set of stairs leading up. "Those stairs will take you to the running track upstairs, as well as the massage rooms. The trainers' offices are up there as well, but they're usually on the floor when they're here. Locker rooms are to the left and have showers if you want to get the sweat off before you work out or head home."
"Very nice, I tend to work up a good sweat when I exert myself. It's always nice to clean up afterwards," Aiden said, slipping the innuendo in as casually as he could.
"I'm sure," Mia said, looking over his well muscled figure before meeting his eyes and turning away. "Come on, the weight room is over here." She walked off, swaying her hips a little more than she had before. Aiden followed eagerly.
True to her word, through a set of doors was a large weight room with a huge variety of machines spread around. Bench presses, dead lifts, leg presses, lateral pull-down machines, and more. There was a small boxing ring in the corner and a couple other areas separate from the main line of machines, including a long rope hanging from the ceiling for climbing up. The room had more people in it than the cardio room, with people mainly working in mixed pairs, spotting for each other, and some working alone as well. Aiden took his time looking the room over, in particular checking out some of the women working on the machines, many of them showing a delectable amount of muscle. He couldn't wait to test the fruits of their labor.
"Come on, there's much more interesting things to see," Mia said with a small smile and wink. Aiden returned the smile, knowing he was almost there with her.
Mia led him down some stairs, which opened up into the pool area. The pool itself was split into an open area and lanes for swimming laps, a few of which were occupied by a man and three women. "The pool is more popular on the weekends, a lot of people will come with their kids to swim. They usually clear out by evening if you want to do some laps in peace though."
"I'll have to remember that, evening is my favorite time of day to get a good workout in. Helps to work off some built up stress," Aiden said, looking around the echoing room.
"That's usually when I come in too. You should let me know if you ever want a partner for you work outs. I'd be happy to give you a hand," Mia said, an inviting tone definitely present in her voice. Aiden could smell victory. Now he just had to close the deal.
"I think you mentioned a sauna too, where's that?" Aiden asked. Mia smiled up at him.
"I was hoping you'd ask, its one of our finest assets." She led him through a wood paneled door in one of the walls, warm air immediately blasting them in the face. A medium sized room welcomed them, completely empty. More doors lined the walls. "This main room is designed to be a sort of common area while the other doors lead to smaller private rooms if you want to relax alone. They're my personal favorite." Aiden smiled, stepping closer to Mia as she adjusted her shirt, showing off a little more cleavage than before.
"Care to show me why?" he asked, laying the invitation out for her.
Does Mia agree?
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Contagion 63X - Viral Transformation
Infect. Spread. Fuck.
A rogue strain of a rapidly evolving virus breaks loose to transform anyone infected to sex creatures. Slim schoolgirls to busty fuck bunnies, hot hunks to futas, shy guy to sex monster, and everything in between. The only consistent effect - the need to spread.
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Updated on Apr 22, 2024
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Created on Feb 20, 2020
by Aroband
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