Too Good to Be True

For years I've struggles with the way I look. No matter what I do I always end up insecure about my body- it doesn't matter how good my haircut is or how well I've dressed- I always end up doubting myself. Then I got a strange email... "A ONCE IN A LIFETIME CHANCE- IT'S ALMOST TO GOOD TO BE TRUE! CONGRATULATIONS SIR, YOU HAVE BEEN SELECTED TO PARTAKE IN A EXPERIMENTAL NEW PROGRAM. ITS CALLED THE 'INSTANT BODY' AND CAN CHANGE YOUR SELF PERCEPTION IN MERE MINUTES. ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS SHOW UP! THE INFORMATION IS DOWN BELOW," and so it was. There was a time, place, and date. Sketchy as fuck. But that didn't stop me.



I showed up and there was about 15 guys in about the same shape as me... not incredibly chubby or anything, just not skinny or muscular with "a little meat on the bones" as my grandmother would say. The building was pristine and clinical: decorated in relaxed whites with green accent plants to add some color. A very "wealthy doctor's office" vibe. The two things that caught my eye were the rows of identical metal doors on the walls with the exception of one the shade of bright blue located on the center of the back wall, that, and look on every other guy's face.



Each person seemed to be going through the same internal monologue: "Why am I here? What the hell is this place? Jesus Christ this all going to end up being some elaborate joke. I should go... but then why are all these other guys here? I can't believe there are this many of us willing to do something like this... whatever this actually is... I really should go home. But what if this does work? Who am I kidding-," then the blue door opened.



Out walked an incredibly muscular man. Not bodybuilder buff, but more like an actor playing a Marvel super hero in a movie kind of muscular. His blond hair was close cropped and he had a slight stubble. His eyes were ice blue- deep enough to drown in. "Hello men," He stated in a booming and masculine voice. All eyes turned to him. "All of you are here for one reason and one reason only. To gain some self confidence. Well guess what? I used to look like all of you: not obese, not a toothpick either, but certainly not fond of going out in a swimsuit. Thanks to scientific advancements, I didn't have to do a thing to become who I am today. All I did was step through doors very like the ones you see all around you today. If you don't believe me, I suggest you leave now, because my words are the only proof you'll see if you don't proceed in today's events."



He paused to see if any one would take up on his offer, and, indeed, a few did. I was on the verge myself, but I wasn't going to leave so soon... I mean the guy was fairly hot and I didn't mind listening to him speak at all. About six guys left, leaving seven of us remaining. After the door shut behind the last leaving, he began again: "You all have made the better choice, trust me." Suddenly, the metal doors swung open. "Each of you please proceed into one of the rooms." We did as told, and the second the everyone was in, the doors violently shut behind us.



It was dark. The room felt small and cold. The door out seemed locked. A part of me started to panic, but then a voice of a man began to play. It was gruff, yet strong, in control, but not threatening. "Welcome," He said. "Please remove all of your clothing." Excuse me? The voice repeated. "Please remove all your clothing." Um.... not gonna lie, I wasn't in a hurry to do as he told. "Remove all your clothing." He said much firmer this time. I followed suit, not wanting to hear this voice get any angrier. "Thank you," he responded.



And there I was, standing naked in a cold, dark room with no exit. I was sort of getting a hard-on... but the temperature didn't help the cause. Just then, a part of the wall slide open unleashing a blinding white light. "Step forward and leave your belongings behind." I did as told with the thought of "what the fuck have I gotten myself into..." In the next room was a long empty chamber lined with mirror walls and what seemed to be a conveyor belt for a floor. "Step onto the moving platform," the voice demanded. With a swallow in my throat I stepped forward. The belt moved slowly forward. "Take a long look at yourself, Jacob." Wait, how did they know my name? "And say goodbye." At that instant, a metal capsule came down from the ceiling and attached itself around my naked body.



To Be Continued.