Blake huffed and puffed as he struggled up the hill. Damn, he was getting out of condition! That was one of the reasons he had visited the Gym that day, to sign up for a course. One of the reasons…

He had been reviewing the various Gym Memberships online when he first came across the photograph. One web designer, instead of using stock photos, had taken actual pictures of the Gym in use. They’d even been proud of the fact! Testimonials were included from some of the users on the website.

His breath had caught when he saw her. The diminutive blonde was like a tiny dynamo. She seemed to be everywhere, doing everything. Running an image search on the web gave her name, as well as a Facebook account for her. Some of the things you can find online, he thought. Seems like a real invasion of privacy…!

With a chuckle, he closed the computer down. He got into his car, and headed to the Gym that he had found her at…

Blake had spent a whole week, on and off, watching the Gym; changing cars, different clothes, sometimes a hat, even different colour hair. He had soon built up a good picture of when she was there, and she stayed late on Tuesdays to get more choice of the equipment when the Gym was busy…

As she came out that night, before she could react, he moved. ‘Accidentally’ bumping into her, he injected the drugs into her leg.

She got a few hundred yards further before she collapsed. Playing the innocent bystander, just in case anyone was still looking, he quickly made it look like he was calling the emergency services, then bundled her into his car as if to take her to hospital. He needn’t have bothered. Nobody was watching and the security cameras hadn’t worked for weeks…

Once he was out of site of the gym, and on another adjacent road in the industrial estate, he started working on her. All her clothes off first, and into a bin bag, except for her knickers, which he packed into her mouth. He then superglued her mouth shut, sewed it shut as well to make sure, and plugged her ears. Next, he quickly cut off all her hair then, using the same superglue, sealed a featureless pink latex hood onto her head. The girl was now permanently blind, deaf and dumb.

Next, he tied her in a very tight hogtie. This was where the fact she was so supple from the exercising became a definite disadvantage for her.

Once he had done all this, he gave her another injection to keep her unconscious, then put her, headfirst, into a large rucksack, and locked her in.

Dumping the rucksack carelessly in the boot of his car, he got back in and drove off.

He had already decided that he didn’t care if she got back with him alive or not, if she did it was a bonus. All he was planning to do was use her body as a mould for a template; if he could have fun with her as well, so be it. The template didn’t need a face, as he was going to change that anyway, so it was fine sealing her away from the world.

He soon got back to where he was leaving the car; he had stolen it that morning, knowing the owner was away on holiday. Parking it where he had got it from, he wiped it down, then put the rucksack on his back and walked away, peeling off his mask and fake beard as he did so. There was now nothing to connect him with the Gym.

At the station, he bought two tickets, one to London, and the other to Southampton. He paid cash for both. As he waited for the train, he checked his watch. His bag’s contents should be asleep for at least the next four hours, so he had plenty of time to get to his destination, which was neither London or Southampton…

He broke his journey at one of the intermediate stations, not wanting to get stopped for something as simple as ticket evasion. He walked down to the seafront and unlocked the small studio that he had sub-let for cash. He then opened the rucksack and carefully tipped out the body onto the floor.

Cassie moaned weakly as the cold of the concrete hit her. She tried to look around, but it was dark, and she had a terrible pain in her mouth when she tried to open it. From what she had felt with her weakly flapping hands, she was naked. What the hell was going on…? Someone grabbed her, there was a stinging sensation in her leg, and awareness fled her again…

Blake was surprised. She shouldn’t have been that aware, yet! She must have a strong constitution. He’d better get on with it, quickly…

Picking Cassie up, he put her on the table, into the template. He put some tubes into Cassie’s nose, since she was still alive, to let her breathe, then pressed a button. Liquid filled the template and rapidly set, making a mould from Cassie. He waited a few minutes, then pressed another button.

The mould opened up along set seams, freeing Cassie from its embrace. Blake lifted her out, dumped her back into the rucksack, and locked it. Her part was done for now, apart from his fun later…

Blake now inserted a strip of a special material down the centre of the ‘mould’. Sealing the mould shut, and clamping it, he pumped gas into the strip using a small pump, watching the pressure gauge. This told him when the ‘suit’ was fully inflated. He then left it to set, sitting back with a coffee while he waited.

After half an hour, he let the gas out and undid the mould. He was left with a perfect copy of Cassie’s body from the neck down, which was just what he wanted. Cutting the featureless head off with a sharp knife, he was left with a neck entry catsuit version of Cassie.

Stripping naked, quickly, he put the suit on, adding some silicon breast forms as he went. He also put on the expensive hood and wig that he had purchased. He then smiled as he admired ‘his’ work…

He was now she. The suit was perfect in every detail, including feeling like skin, warm to the touch. The fingerprints, however, had been modified by the material just enough to not match Cassie’s. He now had the body that he had always wanted and, as a bonus, had the original to play with as well for as long as he liked, as he knew how to treat people that were on ‘hunger strike’ from one of his previous employments.

Cassie was terrified when a ‘woman’ started having sex with her, especially since she still couldn’t either see anything or call for help…