Deviation Actions
Description
My husband wouldn't stop pestering me about wanting to join me at the gym. None stop complaining about how he knows people are going to be looking at my sexy body and thinking all sorts of nasty things and how he wanted to be there to show that I'm married. The problem is my husband is extremely scrawny and useless at any form of physical work, I married him because of his money not his body obviously, and I didn't want some of the buff guys at my gym to see my loser of a husband following me around like a lost dog. So I did some thinking and I think I found a way for us both to be happy.
I came to him with my idea of turning him into my gym clothing that way he can still come with me but he won't be slowing me down, or making me look bad. He reluctantly agreed and paid for the pills and we both waited excitedly for them to arrive.
A few days passed and they eventually arrived, I managed to get them before my husband knew they arrived and now it was time for the real plan to happen. The box clearly states for one to be used at a time, two at a maximum for longer results. But anymore than that could mess up the process leaving the transformed participant mentally ruined if/when they turn back to human, however it's very possible that they will never turn back to begin with. Just what I wanted. I headed to the kitchen and made my husband his favourite cocktail and emptied all ten tablets into the drink and made sure they fully dissolved before handing them to him lovingly. As he drank his drink I kept talking about gym shorts and how I want some more, this was to get the idea of gym shorts in his head for when he transformed. After me blabbing on about gym shorts for twenty minutes he finally began to transform. He dropped his glass and started coughing and clutching his chest, he looked up at me for help but just saw me grinning down at him. I pinned him to the floor with my foot as he shrivelled down into a pair of gym shorts beneath my feet. I grabbed my newly acquired gym shorts and put him to work straight away.
After a few minutes of driving I arrived at the gym and got to work. I worked tirelessly for hours, making sure to really get him soaked in all my sweat. My bulging muscles and ass testing his stretchiness. I decided to test his senses too by releasing a barrage of protein farts into his new form. The box said that senses like smell and taste were still present in a transformed participant and I hoped it was true because some of the smells I was releasing were awful! At least he got to come to the gym with me like he always wanted and all his worries were confirmed as he saw me talking and flirting with every muscled hunk I could see. The idea of him seeing and hearing me completely abandon our marriage and vows with him being able to do nothing to stop me made me so wet. Which I'm sure he could taste just as well as the sweat and farts. Perfect.