Drugged
Being a bartender isn’t as fun as it is talked up to be. It doesn’t ever get lonely and making drinks is fun but where is my life going? Nowhere.
I was online when I came across a special type of dissolving drug that would make another empty. By empty I mean without a soul and the one taking the drug would simply disappear or, like the drug, dissolve inside their mind. And then whoever was around could just jump in.
I was on a double shift when I saw the perfect man. It was on one of our busiest nights and almost every single gay man was there, jamming out to the dance music that was blasting from the speakers. He came in with his shirt on but as he danced through the crowd, it disappeared and revealed his hairy muscles that had a little bit of sweat running down them. He walked right up to me and asked me to surprise him with a drink of my choice. So, that’s what I did.
I mixed the drink and right before I finished I put in the round pill that dissolved on contact, leaving bubbles rising to the surface.
“Thanks, man.” He said, sitting down and taking a few drinks. I started cleaning glasses while I waited for the drug to take its effect. He finished the drink and slammed the glass down on the table, leaving change next to it. Nothing happened. At leas that’s what I thought.
About twenty minutes later, my manager came to me and told me to go get a guy that passed out in the bathroom. I got to it as quickly as I could, trying to make my way around the crowd and to the bathroom. When I got there, the sight of his surprised me. It was the guy that I gave the pill to. He was lying in a pile of his own vomit. His back muscles were reflecting light from the lights and I became hard admiring the tone of his upper body. I bent down to flip him over but slipped on some of his vomit, hitting my head or something because I didn’t remember what happened after that.
When I awoke, I opened my eyes to tiled floor and puke. I lifted myself up off the ground, feeling heavier than I was before and noticed the hair on my chest. In the mirror I saw the guy that I drugged with his wonderful build and cute complexion. I flexed, allowing my pecs to pop and my biceps to rise and fall. Before I knew it, I was out on the dance floor, giving my new body a good time.
I soon realized who I was when memories flashed into my mind. I was a respected lawyer that took the weekends off to have a little fun.
Being a lawyer and having a great body is just the first step. Who knows where I will go from here.