Bobby Joe woke up with a man cupping the back of her head. She felt great, like totally stress free for the first time in ages...
The helpful man said, "Are you OK? You were having a seizure, are these your meds'?"
Holding up the half chewed packet high strength painkillers.
Bobby Joe giggled and said,
"Thank you."
She got up and fell back down into the man's arms. He offered to call an ambulance but Bobby, riding the codeine high thought she was really fine...
..She thought: she had never felt this fine before. She got up and thanked the man again. He left and she got back to work clumsily hanging up one of each colour of the transparent metallic catsuits.
She picked up her clothes and folded them. She was too out of it to remember that she was wearing one of the thin transparent suits with nothing under it.
The remaining two customers of the day got big smiles, the wrong change and quite the show... ...they didn't mind at all.
The muscle relaxant had freed up movement in Bobby Joe's body but had left her with less control and a disbodied high. The toxin from the cream was still flexing all her muscles at once. She was tottering around on the balls of her feet, back arched, chest thrust out and arms straight and back a little. She could bend and flex now, but completely relaxing wasn't possible. A kind of upright Rolls Royce statue pose was now her default posture. Horny as a toad.
7pm came and Bobby Joe walked over to shut up the shop. She was walking high up on the balls of her feet again, back arching headache returning and starting to sober up. She also felt her muscles and joints starting to lock up again so took another two pills and drank some water.
It tasted sweet so she went back for another drink and sat on the counter to take a rest.
When she woke up it was dark out. She slid off the counter into a standing position and started for the door. Each step becoming more stiff, and more exhausted. By the time she got to the shop window she was done. Locked solid and exhausted, posed like a sprinter breaking the finish tape with her chest, but sound asleep standing in the shop window wearing only the transparent catsuit.
A few passers by stopped to look and take pictures with their phones that night but none guessed that she was anything other than a sexy mannequin. Mike had gotten the help message hours earlier. He could see the shop security footage from an app on his phone and had decided to let Bobby Joe suffer a little for her misuse of his cream while he enjoyed some of the unplanned benefits.
Mike was at home during the day. He had been monitoring the customers who came into his shop through the shop video that streamed over the internet to his loft apartment. Mike really liked muscles. He really likes muscular women and started the body building shop as a result. He had invented the cream with the idea of helping body builders firm up before a photo shoot or competition. After some trials he noticed a bonus affect.
The cream sinks in through the skin over about eight hours or so. For the first few hours it does as intended; reducing the ability to relax muscles and plumping them up with extra blood, and tightens the skin around them. After a few hours though the bodies reaction to the extra work is to release testosterone. The combination leaves the user with a very firm body, extra muscle bulk and definition, but also a fast growing libido.
Mike had phoned the female customers he watched take a sample of his cream to see how it went for them. The customers he liked he called in on personally. Bringing a stronger batch for them to try. He also brought a small spray pack with curare.
The strong cream had incapacitated three women and he brought them back to his loft for a photo session and some tests. He carefully gave them each an oxygen feed, just enough to keep them awake.
There they stood grinning madly and drifting in and out of a dreamy euphoric consciousness. The tightness of their muscle was restricting their breathing. Although the cream only effected the muscles close to the surface and not heart, lung or other internal muscles.
At first he just wanted to do some tests, but they looked *so* good. Muscular, shiny, posed perfectly and happy. He gave Becky (Rebecca Kim) a Korean Uni student and amateur light weight builder a pat on the ass. Then a rub on those very taught butt cheeks. Becky awoke and gave a moan. She was very turned on, unaware of her situation just high, groggy and very horny. Mike slipped her sweat pants down and she gave a loader moan.
Mike gave her lap a little rub over her panties. Becky shock and started a deep guttural scream through her clenched teeth but passed out before she could make much sound. Becky started to tip over and Mike caught her.
