“Are you ready to awaken the confident, powerful, and glowing Pump Queen within? Take the first step towards a healthier, happier life by getting an affordable PQ membership! Pump Queens is a supportive community and safe space for the gym girlies looking for a good PUMP and to get some BOUNCE. No male gaze, just empowerment and sculpting your body to what YOU desire!

Pump Queens will help you realize your potential and build your dream body! We offer a friendly and supportive environment with personalized workouts tailored for you by your Personal Trainer along with the classes of your choice!

We want all the Queens to feel empowered, strong, confident and bask in all their feminine glory! PUMPED is power! Let your inhibitions fall to the wayside and learn that nothing feels better than the PUMP”.

Aurora read this long spiel in the description of one of their posts; one of many all over their social media. This same post featured close ups of thighs moving, thick arms flexing, muscle-dense asses jiggling and clapping, and sweat-slicked tits bouncing in sports bras.

“Don’t stop! Never stop! Let’s grow those muscles, ladies! Grow those glutes!” The instructor could be heard saying.

Aurora looked at a comment from one of the instructors under the post.

“I love seeing the confidence in my Queens GROW and seeing them all healthy and happy and glowing~ They have a BOUNCE in their step and love their bodies. This is what happens when you let the PUMP take control~” Aurora read. Good lord, these people all talked the same.

“Juice up those muscles! Pump up those glutes! Good things happen when you just GIVE IN and enjoy life!” One of her other posts said. The lady’s eyes were completely glazed over and her smile was practically dazed. Were they on drugs or something?

She went back to another video on the Pump Queen social media. One of the newer looking ladies had a happy, dazed smile on her face. She was flushed red and covered in sweat like all the others. And then for a second, just a second it looked like she mouthed something. There was music overlaid so Aurora couldn’t hear it, but it almost looked like she mouthed… “Help me…please…”

Aurora was feeling her morbid curiosity get the better of her again. Her better judgement was telling her to just ignore this weird place completely, and yet she knew she couldn’t just leave it while all of her friends were obsessed with this place.

Maybe she was just sleep deprived and feeling paranoid. But maybe not. Word had spread among all of her friends and several family members after Aurora had told her friend Grayson that she’d more or less gotten an audition for the job, and now her texts were bombarded with words of encouragement.

“Seriously, you’ll love it! This place is such an amazing community and I just know you’ll get as addicted to the Pump as all the other Queens~” Her cousin Olivia had said. God…

Her clothes soon came in the mail and Aurora was shocked to find that they were horrifically form fitting regardless of your size. Her leggings looked practically painted on, though at least her sports bra covered all of her modestly sized cleavage.

Aurora pulled her socks up a few inches higher over the bottoms of her leggings and posed in the mirror. Was she really going to do this? She thumbed the band of her underwear and pulled it up for a moment to reveal that it said “Pump Queen Aurora”. Horrifying.

She blushed in mortification but got in the car to go to Pump Queens anyway. Something was pulling her there despite her worries. Morbid curiosity? Maybe the need to show herself that this was just a normal gym and she was just driving herself crazy?

Aurora made her way inside and waved as she shyly greeted the young lady at the front desk. Good lord, even she looked incredible. Same flawless skin and tight, hard body as the rest of them. She smiled glowingly and took a minute to confirm that Aurora indeed had access to the first floor of the gym.

"Let's bounce, ladies! Keep squatting, up and down! Chase that bounce, chase that pump! Pump up those glutes! More more more, bounce on it! Bounce on it!” She heard from one of the rooms as she entered the main floor.

Good lord, it was just like the videos. Dozens of women in absurdly tight athleticwear, with thighs and glutes that could crush stone. And even their upper bodies were incredibly impressive. And they all looked like they’d been dropped into a giant vat of oil.

This place was absolutely massive and even this oversized first floor was just one of ten. Apparently you moved up based on how far you were in your program, each one of the Ten Levels more intense and advanced than the last.

Soon, she was approached by a gorgeous blonde woman.

Perfect rock solid abs that could shred cheese, rippling muscles, tree trunk thighs, an ass that was rock hard with muscle and yet thick; clappable and jiggly at the same time. But Aurora could tell that if you grabbed it, it wouldn't be flabby but absurdly dense and solid. Her body was huge, but tight. Like everyone else here. The band of her underwear just peeked out from her yoga pants and said "Pump Queen Terra".

And like all of the other girls here, she was drenched in sweat. Her skin had an otherworldly shine to it because of the sweat, she looked almost inhumanly glossy and glowing. It looked appealing but uncanny at the same time, and Aurora only just realized that a lot of the farther along women had that shine stronger than the newer girls.

Her sweaty, shiny tits threatened to break out of her sports bra as they somehow seemed to almost jiggle in place.

"Hey there, Pump Queen in training! You’re the new girl Aurora, right? I'm Pump Queen Terra, and I'll be your tour guide for today. After your initial classes we’ll set you up with a Personal Trainer tomorrow.“

“P-personal trainer?” Aurora’s eyes widened, she’d totally forgotten about that part.

“Yup, mandatory. This place is super strictly scheduled and regimented because that’s kind of part of the appeal. Everyone here has a plan that they stick with, no wandering around lost and unsure of what to do. Very efficient!” She giddily explained.

“Wait, hold up. I signed up for a tour and to look in on a few classes. I’m not a full on member. I’m supposed to be doing an interview.” Aurora explained in a panic.

Terra just shook her head and chuckled a little.

“We don’t do…normal interviews. How you do today is the interview. They’ve looked extensively through your other work, they just care about if you’re a team player and represent Pump Queen’s values. In any case, employees must actually be gymgoers as well. Even social media managers. Those are the rules!” She said simply. Aurora gulped. Yeah, this place was fucking weird. But now she was just more curious than ever. God help her.

“You like yoga?” Terra asked and serenely smiled. Aurora shrugged.

“Never taken a class.” She responded.

“Oh, it’s sooooo good! And pretty essential for keeping your body loose and fresh. We wouldn’t you going from a couch potato to getting injured during an intense weight session, right?” Terra asked. Sure, made sense.

Eventually, they found their way to a pleasant little yoga class farther down at the end of one of the halls. Most of those in here looked somewhat new, though there were a few veteran Pump Queens in attendance. One woman stood in front of the class, she looked about on the same level of Terra. Similar body, similar radiant shine to her skin. Aurora assumed she was the class instructor.

“Good luck, sweetie! This one’s a bit of a hardass.” Terra winked as she ducked out of class. Aurora sighed heavily as she sat down. She couldn’t believe she was doing this. Another new girl gave a tentative smile at Aurora before they turned their attention to the instructor.

“Alright, ladies. I’m instructor Jessica. For some of you this is your first class. And as that’s so, we’re looking to do more than ease you in. Pump Queens is a friendly and loving community, but it’s hard work we do here. We’re going to need to break your bodies and form them back together if you’re to withstand the heavy load we put on you.” The instructor clinically stated.

“When you leave this class your bodies will be pliable, something we can mold into building you the body you want. Are you ready?” She asked rhetorically.

Unknown to Aurora, something was happening. A vent in the corner of the room opened and air from Level 10 was being pumped into the class slightly.

There was nothing in this air besides the pungent stench of those hard at work in the Gym’s most intense level, but it was enough. It was dizzying and arousing and intoxicating and left you lightheaded. And incredibly subtle in small amounts.

Aurora’s whole body shivered as a smell entered her nose. It was probably the sweat soaked instructor or one of the veteran students. It wasn’t unpleasant, but it made it a little hard to focus on what was being said. The instructor spoke.

“Alright, ladies! Get on your knees.”