"What's so special about this stuff?" Syeed asked the gym's owner Omar, who smiled knowingly as he wrestled the heavy black drink dispenser onto the table.

"This isn't just any sports drink... it's the patented new PerforMANce 1k formula. I was skeptical when the sales guy offered me a sample last week, but the taste was amazing and the gains I've made since then sold me on it. I feel like a new man!" Omar enthused, running his fingers along his pecs and arms, drawing Syeed's eyes like a magnet.

Syeed had to admit his boss looked amazing, and he'd actually been wondering what explained the sudden boost. Omar pulled several shiny pamphlets out of a bag and splayed them across the tabletop, and then filled a cup and passed it to Syeed.

"You can read how the science guys say it works, but you can take my word for it: This stuff will transform how you approach your workouts. You won't believe what a difference it will make once you give it a shot," Omar said enthusiastically, pushing the cup toward Syeed expectantly.

Syeed glanced over the pamphlets, which didn't look particularly persuasive to him. However, he found the vibe Omar was giving to be very persuasive. Syeed had never really seen his boss this enthusiastic about anything, and he definitely had to admit Omar had never looked hotter. As he brought the cup up to his lips, Syeed decided that--regardless of how the drink tasted--he would fake some enthusiasm to stay on Omar's good side.

But a few seconds later, as Syeed looked at his now-empty cup, he had a pressing urge to fill it up and drink more of it. He struggled to understand his immediate craving for more of the drink, but smiled broadly at Omar as he topped off his cup again. As he started drinking his second cup, he tried to pin down the flavor that seemed to be making his taste buds flare with energy. It wasn't sweet; it wasn't salty; it wasn't spicy...in fact, it wasn't like any flavor he could remember tasting before. Despite its unfamiliarity, something about it just felt right... like it was a taste his body had always craved, but never experienced until this very moment.

"You're feeling it now, right? The energy and focus?" Omar asked as he studied Syeed's face.

Syeed slowly nodded. "Logically, there's no way it should be having an effect this soon, but... I do feel different. More powerful. More purposeful. Like things that would slow me down don't matter anymore. I can't wait to hit the machines and see what I can do!" Syeed said with increasing fervor.

Omar grinned and nodded. "Great! I knew you'd understand. I want you to make sure to tell all the trainers and staff to give it a try today, and then we can have them get started introducing it to all the members."

"Sure thing, boss," Syeed agreed happily. "I'll study up on the brochures to make sure I can answer any questions. Wait, how much are you planning on charging for this stuff? I can imagine people would pay a lot for it!"

Omar shook his head and gestured at all the empty machines in the fitness center. "No, I really think the value for us will be in how this affects our client base: I'm confident that once we get all the staff and clients to try it, it'll be transformative for our little gym. If people see the results, I'm certain we will start recruiting more and more clients and filling this place up with new, devoted members. Now come help me unload the rest of the dispensers from the van outside: I want to have one in every room."

Syeed smiled and said, "Sounds like a plan, boss... If you like, I'd be happy to go grab all of them myself. For some reason, I have a ton of energy to burn right now!"

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Several days later, Syeed looked around the gym with satisfaction. Not only were the staff and clients all enthusiastically downing the new drink, he could feel a dramatic increase in the tempo and seriousness of the workouts. The trainers all seemed to agree, saying their clients were uniformly blowing past their personal bests and were more focused and committed than ever to their workouts.

In fact, some of the trainers had begin to complain that their jobs had unexpectedly gotten a little boring... their clients no longer really seemed to need motivational speeches or pep talks or a lot of coaching. Instead, the trainers were mostly turning into spectators, watching their clients get their best-ever results with minimal intervention.

Syeed had noticed the same thing as he wandered the halls of the facility: everywhere he went, the normal chatter of the gym was muted as everyone seemed to lose themselves in the intensity of their workout. On the bright side, Syeed couldn't remember the last dust-up or even mild dispute that had occurred... apparently the members were now more concerned about achieving their own gains than they were about showboating or competing with their rivals. The gym was turning into a well-oiled machine that seemed to need relatively little staff intervention... other than keeping the PerforMANce 1k flowing. As Syeed wheeled in two more dispensers from the storage area, he worried that if things continued to go so smoothly, Omar might start thinking he might not need so much staffing to run this place.

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As Syeed stood silently in the locker room several days later, he struggled to fully understand how much the gym had changed... but realized that part of the problem was how much he had changed. Syeed had always been told how clever and bright he was, but now he just felt dim. Not exactly dumb or confused: he still seemed to be able to reason and think things through when he put his mind to it... but he didn't seem to be able to rouse himself to put his mind to very many things these days.

Even now, as part of his mind seemed to try to raise the alarm about all of the extreme changes in the gym since they'd introduced the PerforMANce 1k, that alarm was muffled by a blanket of certainty that everything was as it should be. Or rather, he thought to himself, everything was being made to be what it should be. It was strange that he did not really seem to understand what was still missing or needed to be done to make things perfect, but he had deep and complete confidence that perfection was within his grasp if he could only understand how to seize it.

As he looked around the gym, he noted how conversation had ceased as everyone--trainers, staff, and clients--were methodically and mechanically throwing themselves into their workouts. No words were spoken, and no breaks were taken other than to continue drinking the PerforMANce 1k. Most clients had been able to achieve their yearly goals in just a few days, but if anything their dedication had only increased as they threw themselves into their exercise with single-minded devotion.

Speaking of devotion, part of Syeed had begun to notice a change in his relationship with his boss. He had always respected and admired Omar, but he realized that he had lost the ability to question anything Omar told him. He searched his thoughts to try to find any portion of his mind that might disobey a command from Omar--or think of any command that might cause him to resist at all--and concluded that there seemed to be no limits to his obedience. Syeed also realized that--not only did this conclusion not worry him at all--the only thing that seemed to be able to rouse the slightest bit of worry on his part was when he thought about the mere possibility of disobeying Omar.

Ironically, Syeed was so deep in thought about obeying Omar that he did not realize that Omar had actually walked up beside him and had apparently said something. As he roused himself, Syeed worried that he had inadvertently disobeyed Omar through his inattention. He was therefore gratified when Omar merely nodded and repeated himself.

"Lift up your shirt and show me your navel, then remain motionless" Omar repeated calmly, reaching inside a stainless steel container.

Syeed immediately complied and watched blankly as Omar pulled a strange slender creature from the container and pressed one end of it against Syeed's belly button. Syeed did not recognize the creature or understand what Omar was doing, but knew on an instinctual level that he must cooperate fully.

As the creature slowly entered Syeed's body, he gradually began to realize that the creature wanted him to turn over his body to its control. He yearned for its control, and realized that his prior desire to submit to Omar was only a faint echo of this pure, overpowering need...On some level he must have sensed the power and majesty of Omar's own master and been obeying it, since Omar was only a mere slave like himself. But now he had finally been blessed with a master of his own. Syeed's master then turned his attention to the other humans filling the gym, and Syeed knew he must assist as they began to give everyone their new masters.

As Omar removed the plastic covering of the drink dispensers to reveal all of the masters swirling in the containers, Syeed understood how well Omar had prepared the gym for this moment. A mere week ago, all of the humans had been indulging their scattered thoughts, chaotic drives, and unfocused goals. In fact, if any of the humans had seen the masters then, they would have scrambled to escape their fate and then painfully tried to resist their own improvement.

By allowing the workers and clients to be gradually exposed to the wonderful transformative fluids emitted by their masters, Omar had accelerated their bodies' adaptations and preparations for their enslavement. Now, as their moment of transformation approached, the humans' scattered thoughts had been tightly focused; their desires had been synchronized completely, and their goals were now as one: each person in the gym now recognized their inevitable implantation as a precious gift that would finally complete and perfect them.

Then Omar and Syeed calmly began to systematically perfect all of them.

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