Membership Upgrade

Commission for raizy

My orc OC's Aapa and Kor get an upgrade to they gym membership and with it, an opportunity for a life changing experience.

"Aapa! You're late," said the horned orc.

"I hope that's not a problem," replied the younger orc.

The two green skins shook hands and patted each other on the back.

"Not at all. I just hope you're getting enough sleep," Kor said.

The two orcs had met at Epsilon Gym. The twenty four hour facility was normally dead for the early hours in the morning, except for one middle aged orc. Aapa had just moved into town to work on his master's degree at the local university.

Because of their busy schedules, they normally only had time to work out in the early hours of the day. Kor was thankful to have met the younger orc. For the longest time, he was the only greenskin in the gym. It was also nice to have someone to help spot in the normally dead gym.

"Yes, I'm finally wrapping up with the school year. No more late nights and last minute work for a while."

"That's great. Now come over and spot me," Kor said as he laid down on the weight bench.

"Okay old man, keep your panties on."

The younger orc took his position behind the bar and watched the older man easily press the equivalent of his weight. Unseen eyes watched the two green skins through the security cameras installed throughout the gym.

Epsilon Gym Incorporated was one of the largest 24 hour fitness centers in the entire country. Every city and town had at least a couple. The corporation made most of its money brokering lucrative contracts with agencies for anything from modeling to scientific research. If one needed some athletic and charismatic people, Epsilon had someone for everything.

The secret to their catalog of beautiful people was that they are all loyal gym members. This dedication comes from the physical and mental regiments found only at Epsilon Gym's patent pending training courses. Their professional and highly customized courses will have anyone making gains after a month. That program is wildly popular with the men.

Gym members enrolled in the program would receive specially tailored training to achieve their body goals. The exercises would always include private coaching sessions that would keep the member motivated to complete their training and progress markers.

Kor and Appa have been dreaming of being accepted into the program. Due to the high demand, all applicants have to be screened and meet a few prerequisites before they can even submit their application to Epsilon. There were rumors going around about how it could take years just for someone's application to be accepted and even longer before they reply.

That is why both orcs were surprised when they received a notification from the Epsilon app that their applications had been submitted and accepted immediately. They just finished up their sets and read the details of the notice. Acceptance into the program required a very serious time commitment. It would require at least a couple of weeks.

"Two weeks? Well that's not a problem since school is out. Are you going to be able to take off work, Kor?" asked the younger greenskin?

"Yep, starting to get burned out with the day to day office work. I'm looking forward to doing something different for a while."

"Awesome, let's sign up for the same start date. Maybe we can hang out afterwards?"

"Sure, that sounds great."

They made their arrangements to free up their schedules and confirmed their start date. As soon as they submitted their date, they received a QR code that would allow them access to the program initiates-only locker room located on the second floor of their gym. Excited to get started, the two eagerly waited for the elevator to arrive. As soon as they stepped foot onto the sleep metallic compartment, a panel opened in the wall. A screen and camera requested a QR code.

Kor scanned his first.

"Multiple passengers detected. If all passengers have a QR code, please scan now, otherwise please denmark. This elevator is for program initiates only."

A soothing yet synthetic voice read aloud the message that also displayed in text on the monitor. Aapa reached out with his phone to scan his own QR code. After a soft beep, the elevator doors closed and they began to ascend.

"Welcome initiates. Congratulations on your acceptance into the program. We pride ourselves at Epsilon on delivering remarkable results and guaranteed satisfaction. Not only do we want you to look good, but 'feel' good too."

The words seemed to echo in the orcs' thick skulls. There was a ding and the elevator doors slid open smoothly. They blinked at each other.

"Wow, that was a quick ride," said the horned orc.

"It feels like I just stepped onto this thing," said Kor.

"Gentlemen, please step over to your assigned booths and prepare for orientation. I believe we have your NDA's signed and filed, so let me introduce myself! I am Delta."

"You're a computer?" asked Aapa?

"Correct, I am a state of the art AI created by the hard working engineers at Epsilon HQ's research and development division. I am the epitome of modern physical training. The training programs I create are tailored to help you achieve your physical goals," Delta explained.

"Wow, this is incredible. I've read about how they are using AI currently for super accurate medical diagnostics," said Kor.

"And it is that type of technology that allows me to analyze all your physiological responses. To measure them I will need you to put on the equipment in your lockers."

Two slots in the walls slid open, revealing some neoprene shorts, a shirt made of the same material, and a glass visor with straps. They approached the labeled lockers and picked up their equipment. With no shyness at all, the orcs' disrobed and donned their new outfits. The cool stretchy fabric slid on to their bulging green bodies with ease. With one last item, they placed the visor over their faces and connected the strap around the back of their head.

The crystal clear glass lit up and a HUD appeared to their wearers.

"Calibrating the initiator's physical parameters..."

A progress bar replaced the text and they felt a tingle in their shirts and shorts. The material conformed to their every curve and contour. It became flush with their skin and they could make out every vein in their biceps. The nubs of their nipples poked out from the fabric that covered their chest. Every detail could be seen even the uncut cocks, the crease of their ass cheeks, and even the wrinkles of their puckers.

"Calibration complete. Neuromuscular link established."

"Okay, step in front of the mirror and let's see a few poses for your initiation profiles," instructed Delta.

Aapa and Kor found a mirror covering the other wall behind them. They turned and gave their arms a flex.

"Come on now. You can do better than that," Delta chirped.

"Gah!" Kor exclaimed as he felt a tingle run through his sleeves. His arms flexed harder. Each muscle bulged out from the stimulation."

"Let's see the backside," said Delta.

As they turned around, another jolt ran along their thighs and spine cursing them to flex their asses in the mirror. Each defined curve of their bubble butts tightens to reveal the thick cords of muscle below."

"Having your ass flex on its own is kind of weird. But damn if it doesn't look great," Aapa said admiring his own ass in the mirror.

"It does make my arms look bigger," Kor commented.

"It doesn't just make them 'look' bigger. They are bigger! The omnidermal material has integrated into your peripheral nervous system. It is capable of stimulating your muscles with electrical pulses. This will help ensure you maintain proper form and to keep your muscles working even during down time. It also has the ability to block signals to neurons for optimal resting,"

Delta explained.

"You mean it can just make you go limp? Not sure I like the sound of that," Kor expressed.

"There's nothing to worry about. We take the health and safety of our members and staff as our highest priority. I know you two are eager to get started, so let me just fill you in on some program details."

"Every applicant submits their body goals. As you may have heard, we also have an effective talent agency that matches our program members with several lucrative contracts. We do our best to match based on the needs of both client and member. Your admittance today is actually due to a VERY generous two year contract that happens to line up start to finish with both of your program goals!"

"That's great!" Kor said as details of their contract flashed across their visors. The orcs' eyes skimmed the scrolling text about a lot of high and dry disclaimers about health and safety and how their personal data would not be sold to ad companies. Their stares darted to the large number at the end.

"Holy cow, is that the payment amount or my phone number?!" Aapa exclaimed when he saw his counteract payout.

"As I stated, a most generous contract with the option to even renew. Do you gentlemen agree?" asked Delta.

"Yes!" they answered in unison.

"Wonderful, confirm your decision by pressing the button on the right side of your visors," Delta instructed them. They pressed the circular button located above their right temple.

*Click...*

Text flashed across their visors:

"Agreement confirmed. Beginning indoctrination protocols. During this time final synaptic calibrations will be performed. To ensure optimal accuracy, voluntary muscle control will be disable."

"Wait what?" Kor asked before going limp. The green skins stood as still as statues while the omnidermal skin blocked all muscle impulses. Their visors displayed another progress bar that zipped across the screen. It then began to flash with a multitude of colors and dazzling patterns.

"Calibration complete. Muscle control restored. Beginning motivational conditioning."

"Whoa, that was weird. What's...what's with the light show?" Aapa asked. Once the shock of paralysis wore off, the younger orc found himself following the twinkling patterns in his visor as vivid colors continued to mix in flux.

"Oh, you're still talking? This is Epsilon patent pending innovative regiment for keeping our talent motivated to meet their goals and fulfill their contractual obligations. I suppose you did glaze over the details. It's actually a private patron who simply listed 'Personal Entertainment'. They did provide a very extensive and detailed list of required training and skills. To optimize this process, we will need to wipe your minds of all unnecessary information. Please, just watch the pretty lights and don't worry about a thing," Delta replied.

"N-No...I can't close my eyes," Aapa tried to take off the visor. His fingers could not find the seam to undo the straps. He tried to tug the glass off, but the straps had melded against his forehead.

"Kor!" Aapa looked over as his companion. The horned orc stared off in the distance with a vacant expression. His slack jawed mouth hung open and a bit of drool ran along the side of his tusks. Like Aapa, Kor could not look away from the mesmerizing shapes and patterns.

"Ngh," Kor merely grunted. The older orc could not hear his companion, the world seemed so far away. Only the pleasant life

"Kor snap out of it!" Aapa pleaded. He tried grabbing and shaking Kor to no avail. The lights continued to swirl and dance, attracting the young man's gaze once more. His pupils dilated as his thoughts became lost in the sea of brilliant colors.

"There we go. Just relax and let the technology reshape your mind and body. You're in good care at Epsilon," Delta cooed as it monitored their assimilation process. The strap of their visor began to spread across the back of their skulls. The smooth flowing material coated the back of Aapa's buzzed scalp quickly. It took a bit longer for the spreading black skin to cover Kor's protruding horns and his thick hair.

Once their caps were fully covered, the omnidermal skin formed into a smooth dome atop their scalps. More of it spread over their pointy ears, melding them to the sides of their head, flush with the rest of the cap. One last strip spread down the back of their necks and connected to their shirt. All that remained of their exposed face were their jaws and nose.

Another feature of Epilions effective program is the stimulation of hormones to optimize the body for building muscle as well as helping maintain motivation. As the visors melted the burly men's minds, their outfits began to induce other changes.

The nanoweave fibers shocked and stimulated certain glands inside their bodies to perfectly maintain a high flood of testosterone and endorphins. As their libidos shot up, so did their arousals, poking straight out still covered in the black skin of the omnidermal material. They began to unconsciously stroke their cocks.

"As part of the client's requests, a special 'endurance' and clause has been added. I'm afraid we're going to need to keep your genitals locked up," Delta said.

Their shorts began to bubble and their dicks were pulled down into a round bulge. The material flashed a soft white glow in the symbol of a lock icon. The orcs rubbed against the smooth surface, unable to feel much stimulation. Inside their spherical prisons, something vibrates against the tip of their trapped cocks, keeping them on edge.

Additional mental conditioning began to restructure the orcs' brains into the perfect obedient fuck toys their anonymous benefactor ordered. A variety of positions and programmed verbal commands were installed. Now they were ready for extensive physical conditioning.

Their bodies twitched at the endless stimulation in their loins. Erotic images and thoughts were burned into their unconscious minds. To add to their stimulation, the omnidermal material that covered their assholes began to creep along inside their bowels. Once it had settled into a significant depth, it started to expand.

Kor and Appa groaned against each other as their holes were opened by the slick black lining expanding like a balloon. The gentle pulsing pressed right against their prostates added to their need for release. The locked bulges flashed as they held the orcs back from achieving orgasm. The orcs grunted and moaned as they were unable to touch themselves.

In mindless desperation, they started to grind their crotches against one another and their hands pinched and rubbed against their perky nipples beneath the rubby black skin. The mindless drones were driven only by their overpowering desire to achieve release. More hormones flooded their bodies. They could only gasp and moan as they continued to hump against each other like feral animals in heat.

As they collapsed into a sweaty pile on the ground, their asses were stretched wide open and remained gape for easy insertion. Their muscles pulsed and throbbed as their smart fabric continued to stimulate their muscle growth. The orcs sucked and licked each other's hairy bodies, desperate to obtain as much stimulation as possible to bring them over the edge. They would continue this type of training until their muscles shut off and they fell limp on the ground.

"Autonomous controls engaged."

Delta now took rudimentary control of the orc's bodies through their equipment. During this time the initiates will be stored into their chambers. Each chamber is a specialized pod where their bodies will be provided all necessary nutrients and hydration. The orcs march into their enclosures and open their mouths to allow the first tube slide in. Once lodged in their throats, it provided them with a perfectly balanced nutrient mix as well as fresh air. The tub expanded in their throats to stay secured.

Another tube pushed right between their legs and snaked deep into their open ass. This one would continue deeper, leaving their insides pristine. A third smaller tube pushed against the outside of their null bulge. A hole opened to allow urination. The interior is slowly filled with a slimy cool gel that would keep their skin hydrated. This is how the initiates are stored for additional conditioning.

Their employer wanted these orcs in fit condition asap. The muscle stimulators worked constant cycles while also ramping up the hormones. The green skins twitched and squirmed in their slumber. Still the results were indeed quick. After a month of storage, the seal on their pods released a sharp hiss and unlocked.

"Sir, your order is ready!"

"Thank you, Delta. They're perfect! Convey my sincerest gratitude to the engineering team at Epsilon," said a short shadowy figure.

Kor was the first to pull his slimy body from the pod. His visor had been removed. The tight fitting cap still covered his hair and horns remained as well as his shorts that sported a very large locked bulge. The size of Kor's bulge had grown three times since he first entered the pod. The orc shook the slime from his beard and horns and looked over at the other pod.

Aapa pulled himself out with a great heave. He too only sported a tight pair of black shorts and a smaller bulge. Their lock icons still flashed and though the teasing never ceased, their bodies had grown accustomed and no longer twitched and the endless edging. With matching black masks and shorts, they stood at attention. Their muscles flexed, showing off their new magnificent bodies for their employer.

"Kor is programmed to believe he is Aapa's alpha. When not under any direct orders, they will seek each other out and attempt to breed even though they remain locked up. Just as you asked," Delta said. Already Kor was looming over Aapa with a hungry look in his eyes.

"This is better than I expected. Can I go ahead and renew the contract?" asked the anonymous man.

"As long as you have the funds and their verbal agreement," Delta replied.

"Oh, I've got the money. Boys, do you agree to remain in my service until...well whenever?"

"Yes, master." they both said in unison.

"Well there you have it, let's go ahead and extend it to ten years. I might pick up a couple others between now and then."

"Thank you as always for your business. The contract has been extended. Please enjoy your purchase," Delta said as the elevator doors slid open. Kor looked at the smaller orc. A memory surfaced past the constant edging and instincts to dominate the weaker green skin. The first time they met, and how happy he was to see another orc in town.

"Come now, we're going to your new home," said their new master. Kor's attention snapped back to his new master. The orcs followed the short man out of the gym and into his waiting car to serve their master loyalty for at least the next decade.