The appointment has begun

Jessica stumbled out of the slide, she rolled onto a brown carpet. She stood up quickly and angrily, taking in her surroundings. She was in an empty brown boxed room, with dim lighting. Stood directly infront of her was a mature woman wearing a brown pantsuit which clung to her chubby body. Her blonde her was tied into a neat bun. She stood with her hands formally behind her back.

"You! What the fuck is this place!!??" Jessica pointed at her and yelled. "Are you going to be my poopy little girl?" The woman asked Jessica politely with a smile, completely ignoring the reporter's question. "What!? Ew no!! What the fuck is wrong with you!?" Jessica was very confused by this woman and stumbled backwards.

The woman pulled out a strange device from her brown blazer and pointed it at Jessica. Within seconds Jessica immediately began to lose feeling in all of her muscles. The strange brown rays from the gun were weakening Jessica. "Wait stop... I can't... stand..." Jessica collapsed onto the floor, completely powerless to do anything but speak.

The woman stepped infront of the reporter's head menacingly. "Want your muscles back?" She asked Jessica. The reporter nodded her head angrily. "Are you my poopy little girl?" The woman asked again. Jessica knew what she had to answer with, but it pained her to say it. For the sake of her body, Jessica took a deep sigh. "Yes.. I'm that..." She told the woman, who unleashed a very evil smile...