Jessi rubbed her arms nervously as she gazed around at the gym. She glanced back at her newfound friend, TK the tiger…anthro…thing.
“A-are you sure this place is okay for me to be around?” It was true, alas. Dozens of strong, muscled women worked with the intensity only a droid could possess.
TK nodded. “Of course,” she said, a grin plastered on her ‘snout.’ Jessi stood stammering incoherent words as TK wandered off to a bench, and started lifting. Jessi stood, dumbfounded. Okay, what was she going to do? She was a weak girl lacking in muscle, but more than made up for that with her looks and gentleness.
She started toward a crunchies- machine, then was stopped by a non-suspicious figure.
“Hey, you’re new, right?”
“How did you know?” Jessi spat out after a few seconds of studdering.
The woman grinned. “I’m a gym trainer, my girl.” A hearty slap on the back followed the statement of authority. Jessi forced out a giggle with the gym trainer.
“Let me start you off,” the gym trainer said after introducing herself as Jacqi. Jessi nodded and quickly learned what each item did and what it worked. Jacqi led her to a room, offset with the rest, and smirked at Jessi after shutting the door.
Jessi looked around. “W-why’d you shut that d-door?” she asked, staring suspiciously. Jacqi shook her head, ignoring the question. Rather quickly, a barbell shaped out to a sharp point was aimed at her. Jessi instinctively raised her hands.
“So, you thought you’d get away with you just want to work out, hmm?” Jacqi taunted, grabbing a collection of ropes set in coils.
Before Jessi knew it, she was tied to a set of equipment. She spat out incoherent words, but was quickly silenced by a gym sock- which resulted in her crying out in disgust- and was gagged by her own sweatband. Tears soon trailed down her cheeks.
“Rhmhmmm!” she cried, letting her head droop. A swift punch to the stomach followed with such force, Jessi blacked out.



TK grunted as she stood up straight, shouldering off the bar. “One hundred,” she grunted out, squeezing a water bottle into her mouth as she gazed around for Jessi. The girl was nowhere to be found… damn. She went searching, and set a sensitive ear to a door, hearing cries of pain, disgust, and helplessness. She opened it up, only to find Jessi hanging there, bound and gagged. She ran over, but was quickly knocked out by a powerful tap to the back of the head.




TK too found herself to awake, bound and gagged as well, tied to hurdles fit for a giant and her mouth muzzled by ropes. She growled out, trying to rip the ropes free. Jessi was off in the corner, crying.
Jacqi stood above both girls, laughing wickedly. She turned her back upon the helpless two, and after about ten seconds, revealed the reason behind shunning them.
A bomb.
Jessi and TK’s struggles began again immediately. Jacqi cackled.
“Blow you and this whole damn place to hell!” she spat out between maniacal fits of laughter.
The bomb was set for fifteen minutes, and was now thirty seconds closer for bringing TK and Jessi to their doom…


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And here we have the end-product of a very cool invitation to a collaboration between OOMShifter and myself (which, unless I miss my guess, quite a few of you have already seen. [link] ) We were originally planning to put this up in our galleries at the same time, but my situation kinda left me lagging behind. Sorry 'bout that, 'Shifter! )

I did the picture (after he very kindly sent Jessi over to my studio for the affair... ), and he did the story. And a most excellent story it was, too. The whole project was a lot of fun, and I want to thank him again for coming up with the idea as well as the chance to wkrk with Jessi. She's an absolutely adorable character. ^^

And, for those who would like a closer look at TK's clothes in this one, there's a new "Wardrobe Call" over in my Scraps, here: [link]


Anyway, guess that's about it from me for now. Hope you had fun with it!