{"sf1_id":1849768,"sf2_id":"JewNE5J1","title":"A change of heart","author":"Nayar Leng","words":9436,"posted_at":"2022-05-03T11:34:20.000Z","tags":["Brain growth","Corruption","Dragon","Human","Hypnosis","Macro","Muscle Growth","Muscle Worship","Transformation"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1849768-a-change-of-heart","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/JewNE5J1","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/d0/ea/d0ea0fd2-396b-4b68-a9b6-2e2cc6fbe3c6","description":"We are following Kyle's adventures once he entered college. He is now bullying people, but some of them are trying to revenge for his actions, sadly it only gets worse, for now Kyle's intelligence boosts as well.","content":"Part of his hand was touching the WC’s water, a collateral damage for practicing the non-official sport\u0026nbsp;\n\nof every school: bullying. Kyle was sinking the head of a skinny boy whose name was Luca, a student\u0026nbsp;\n\nof Cybernetics and programming.\n\nWhy was Kyle bullying the guy? Simple, Luca refused to give him his lunch, plus it was fun. Kyle\u0026nbsp;\n\nbelonged to the wrestling team, so his constitution could be described as huge, and on the contrary\u0026nbsp;\n\nto the examples found in the animal kingdom, he was not inoffensive, but a complete predator. It did\u0026nbsp;\n\nnot matter if it was in the Ring or not, he was unstoppable and ferocious. He liked to demonstrate\u0026nbsp;\n\nwho was in charge, diminishing others, being feared. Kyle only obeyed or respected those who proved\u0026nbsp;\n\nto be stronger than him, which were few.\n\n“I hope you had learned the lesson” he said when he took out the head of his victim from the water.\u0026nbsp;\n\n“Next time, if I ask you to give me your money or your lunch, you better do it. Got it?”\n\nLuca nodded, water running over his face, hair wet and unkempt.\n\n“Good” Kyle released his grip abruptly. If Luca had not reacted in time his face would have smashed\u0026nbsp;\n\nagainst the toilet. Kyle exited the service laughing. Lunch time was about to finish and he still was\u0026nbsp;\n\nhungry. He needed too much to sustain his performance at 100%, after all, his scholarship was due to\u0026nbsp;\n\nwrestling\n\nLuca stayed some more time in the service. He washed his head and stared at his reflection, thinking\u0026nbsp;\n\nover his hate toward the muscle head. It has been half a year since he began college. He thought that\u0026nbsp;\n\nat this point of his life the threat of bullying should have being vanished; however, it proved to be\u0026nbsp;\n\nwrong: imbeciles could be found everywhere, included university. Yet, he was not a bone easy to\u0026nbsp;\n\ngnaw, quite the opposite, stubborn as a mule. Besides, he, with the help of some friends that also\u0026nbsp;\n\nsuffered the misuses of Kyle were working on a private project. Once he settled down his mood, he\u0026nbsp;\n\nleft the toilet as well. There were some classes in the afternoon, then, the project.\n\nMost of people had gone to their rooms or their places when Luca headed to the lab located in an\u0026nbsp;\n\nabandon building of the university. Despite the structure being lacking of maintenance, Luca and his\u0026nbsp;\n\ngroup found it in an acceptable state. Electricity still work, most of the equipment as well, they were\u0026nbsp;\n\noutdated, though. But this did not stop them, on the contrary, they got down to work. They cleaned\u0026nbsp;\n\nthe place where experiments would be conducted, repaired some of the machines, brought what was\n\nnot very used. This took them around a month, but eventually they succeed.\n\nLuca had two other friends: Damon, an engineer and Noah, a biologist that wanted to focus on\u0026nbsp;\n\nNeurology. The three of them were working on a device that could alter the behavior of people, by\u0026nbsp;\n\nchanging their mental capabilities at will. Its main purpose, however, was to be used as an instrument\u0026nbsp;\n\nto subdue their enemies.\n\nDamon developed a pair of glasses and audiphones to serve as a medium for the machine to interfere\u0026nbsp;\n\nwith the neural waves and net, while Luca developed a program to achieve it. Noah, on the other\u0026nbsp;\n\nhand, investigated about the topic to find the best ways to achieve their goal. They spent the rest of\u0026nbsp;the semester in that activity. Several experiments were carried on mice, dozens of versions of the\u0026nbsp;\n\nglasses and the program were made.\n\nThe experiments consisted in using two samples of mice. One was exposed to the machine, while the\u0026nbsp;\n\nother was not. Before the exposition several tests to measure their intelligence were carried out on\u0026nbsp;\n\nboth samples, then, once one of the two sample was exposed to the effects of the machine, the same\u0026nbsp;\n\ntests of intelligence were repeated and results analyzed. They agreed that the experiment was\u0026nbsp;\n\nsuccessful if more than 50% of those mice that were exposed diminished their intelligence.\n\nThey reached to the amount of 90% of the mice being affected by the half of the semester, yet they\u0026nbsp;\n\nwent even further in the experiment. Luca and his group wanted to know if they were able to control\u0026nbsp;\n\nhow much an individual could be changed. This meant more research and test should be done, but\u0026nbsp;\n\nthey did not give up, but persisted.\n\nThe experiments carried out consisted in changing certain parameters of the machine in several\u0026nbsp;\n\ngroups of mice and then measuring their performance in several tests. They registered the amount of\u0026nbsp;\n\nmice being affected against those whose parameters were not varied or were not exposed, as well as\u0026nbsp;\n\nhow much their brain activity and intelligence was affected for each parameter.\n\nSpring arrived when the three researchers agreed that the machine was ready. They found that each\u0026nbsp;\n\nparameter they altered had a specific effect in certain neuronal processes which meant that they could\u0026nbsp;\n\naltered specific parameters of intelligence at will. It was time to level up the project and test it on real\u0026nbsp;\n\nsubjects and they knew who that person would be.\n\nKyle, on the other hand, continued with his normal life. He kept following his strict regimen of training.\u0026nbsp;\n\nBy the end of the semester he was reaching the heavy weight category and was starting to become a\u0026nbsp;\n\nlegend in the athletic fields for he had not lost a single competition since he entered university. His\u0026nbsp;\n\ngrades, on the other hand, were average to low, just enough for not being expelled from college.\n\nHowever, Kyle was facing a dilemma, he had stagnated in a plateau. It did not matter how many times\u0026nbsp;\n\nhe varied his routine, how much weight he added to each exercise or the amount, as well as the kind\u0026nbsp;\n\nof food he ingested, or even the supplements he took. Kyle did not improve; he was stuck in 85kg with\u0026nbsp;\n\n1.85m of high.\n\nThat situation irritated him, becoming more violent with people around him. Sometimes he tried to\u0026nbsp;\n\nhit the sand bags at the gym to unleash the wrath within him, but most frequently, he did that with\u0026nbsp;\n\nothers, at least out of school. The acts Kyle was committing were far beyond what professors could\u0026nbsp;\n\ntolerate.\n\nThe wrestling athlete frequently jumped into fights, even if it had nothing to do with him, he just\u0026nbsp;\n\nwanted to release energy. These incidents quickly climbed in violence within seconds as Kyle punched\u0026nbsp;\n\nhis rivals repeatedly until unconsciousness, wrapped their necks until they fainted or bended their\u0026nbsp;\n\nlimbs in odd angles, making them crying for mercy, which he enjoyed. Perhaps he will not go to the\u0026nbsp;\n\nheavy weight leagues, but he was still the one in charge.\n\nKyle, however, belonged to the elite of the school, which meant he used to participate in most social\u0026nbsp;\n\nevents such as parties. It was a medium to feed his narcissistic personality, for he used to go wearing\u0026nbsp;\n\nclothes that could show everyone the majestic body he had sculpted over the years. He spent half of\u0026nbsp;the night walking around so everyone noticed him. Girls desired to be between his strong veiny arms,\u0026nbsp;\n\nperhaps even to have a ride or more than one, guys stared at him with envy, greediness, lust (some at\u0026nbsp;\n\nleast). He was aware of this, every gesture, every movement he made was to emphasize the beauty\u0026nbsp;\n\nof himself. Each time he brought a glass of beer to the lips was so all of them could look at how his\u0026nbsp;\n\nbiceps struggled for space with his shirt, when he made a step was to show the way his shoulders\u0026nbsp;\n\nwaved, the ups and downs of the chest while breathing, to expose the molders he had for pectorals.\n\nHe had returned from the bathroom when he drank another glass of beer. Music was good that night,\u0026nbsp;\n\nrelaxing as well as entertained. People were dancing on the floor, but he remained sat, back resting\u0026nbsp;\n\non the bar, while arms where open, the first bottom of the shirt as well, to show some glances of his\u0026nbsp;\n\nchest. Some people looked at him, their faces were, probably, blushed; Kyle replied them with a cocky\u0026nbsp;\n\nsmile, that night he was not interested in sex, rather to be worshiped.\n\nThose were the last memories he had before waking up. It was an illuminated room, filled with\u0026nbsp;\n\nmachines and lab instruments. Surfaces were immaculate, the room, air-conditioned. Kyle was\u0026nbsp;\n\nconfused and disoriented, looking to every place he could to remember where he was.\n\n“I guess you don’t know where are you, do you?” a high pitch voice came from the back. Kyle tried to\u0026nbsp;\n\nlook for it, but only his neck and torso (in some extent) could move, his arms looked like to be\u0026nbsp;\n\nrestrained.\n\n“Give up” another voice “those strains are made to resist the strength of an elephant.”\n\n“Damon, Noah?” Kyle asked when the fog that covered his senses faded away “What the fuck did you\u0026nbsp;\n\ndo to me?”\n\n“We are testing a device we’ve been working on during the last semester” A third voice came out. Kyle\u0026nbsp;\n\nrealized it was from Luca.\n\n“When I get free of this shit you will pay!” he roared, the other three just laughed “How the fuck did I\u0026nbsp;\n\nended up here?”\n\n“Simple” Noah explained “Some substances shouldn’t be mixed with alcohol, unless you want to take\u0026nbsp;\n\na deep nap.”\n\nKyle look at them, for they had moved to stand before him, confused.\n\n“We drugged you, idiot” Noah stated “I put a narcotic in your beer when you went to the bathroom.”\n\n“Never leave your beverage alone and if you do, drop it and take another.” Damon laughed.\n\n“Some minutes later you were far asleep and we offered ourselves to take you to your rooms, no one\u0026nbsp;\n\nrefused” Noah continued “But we brought you here instead.”\n\nWrath increased gradually inside Kyle’s body. He struggled to free himself, roared like a wild beast,\u0026nbsp;\n\nbut it was futile, strains were sinewy. They did not give away at all.\n\n“Well, enough of this” Luca spoke “Guys, let’s get into work, can we?”\n\nThe other two nodded in response. Damon looked for some glasses and a pair of audiphones, then\u0026nbsp;\n\nreturned with Kyle to try putting them on. The wrestler fought, he wagged his head intensively, tried\u0026nbsp;\n\nto bite, to hit with the head, even to make Damon drop the devices to the floor, yet the engineer\u0026nbsp;\n\nmanaged to put them on.\n\n“What are you gonna do to me!!!!!” wrath was changing to panic “Take this fucking shit outta my\u0026nbsp;\n\nhead!!!!”.\n\nThe three nerds did not pay attention to the words of the wrestler. They were focused on another\u0026nbsp;\n\nmachine, checking parameters, variables to see if anything was under control. In a matter of seconds,\u0026nbsp;\n\nLuca switch on a button, a soft hum was heard, a light flashed inside the glasses and an odd sound\u0026nbsp;\n\nbummed from the audiphones. A wave of electricity traveled across Kyle’s body, his head began to\u0026nbsp;\n\nhurt. He felt as if something inside his skull was being broken, like thousands of needles were piercing\u0026nbsp;\n\nhis brain.\n\n“Stop!” was what he could managed to scream. The pain was so intense he barely could think clearly.\u0026nbsp;\n\nHis brain was on fire, melting and reshaping, he thought it would explode in any second.\n\nGradually the pain also spread to the rest of his body. Kyle felt as if microscopic knives cut his muscles\u0026nbsp;\n\nthreads. Heart frequency accelerated, sweat ran from the forehead, he was about to have seizures.\u0026nbsp;\n\nThen it stopped.\n\nLuca had turned the machine off; Damon went to take of the devices off from Kyle. This one panted\u0026nbsp;\n\nwith some troubles. His eyes were white.\n\n“Is he alright?” Noah asked.\n\n“Kyle, are you ok?” Damon tried to get the attention from Kyle. The wrestler gradually put his eyes on\u0026nbsp;\n\nthe engineer.\n\n“Eh…” his tongue was thick it was hard to talk “I think so… ah! My head!”\n\n“Damon, release him. I don’t think he can harm us now” Luca ordered, Damon obeyed instantly. Once\u0026nbsp;\n\nKyle found his hands free he put his head in them, trying to mitigate the pain of it.\n\n“Do you think we should leave him here and do some tests?” Damon asked.\n\n“I would like to, but we better take him to his room. People might wonder where he is. Even though\u0026nbsp;\n\nhe is a dick head, he is part of the wrestling team” Luca replied. So, the three of them helped the\u0026nbsp;\n\nwrestler to stand up. His head was spinning so much he did not realize who were those around him.\u0026nbsp;\n\nThey made a long trip to the dorms, Kyle walked slowly, with difficulty. Once they got to his room they\u0026nbsp;\n\nleft him on the bed.\n\nNext morning, Kyle woke up. His head still in pain. It felt like his brain was pressing the skull, trying to\u0026nbsp;\n\ngain more space, but bones did not move. He also felt heavier, clothes, snugger. He was covered in\u0026nbsp;\n\nsweat, as if he had just returned from a long workout session. Kyle swallowed some pain relieve pills\u0026nbsp;\n\nat the bathroom, then headed to his scale, a morning ritual he had acquired long ago.\n\nThe scale marked 88kg. It took some seconds for Kyle to realized he had gained some weight as his\u0026nbsp;\n\nmind banished the veils of sleepiness. His eyes opened widely. After so long, it finally did it. He took\u0026nbsp;\n\noff his clothes in an instant to inspect his body. Changes were minimal, but they were there, for\u0026nbsp;\n\nsomeone who had a good record of his physic like him it was evident. He searched within his less\u0026nbsp;\n\naching brain to see the cause of this sudden bulk up, just to remember the incident of last night with\u0026nbsp;\n\nthe kidnapping.\n\n“I don’t know what those nerds were looking for, but I like the result” He said while he swayed at his\u0026nbsp;\n\nOlympic body.\n\nKyle headed to classes after taking a shower. He had math at first hour in the morning, a subject he\u0026nbsp;\n\nhated badly for he, most of the times, could not follow. Grades, of course, were low as well, just\u0026nbsp;\n\nenough to pass the semester. He used to take a seat at the end of the classroom so he had freedom\u0026nbsp;\n\nto sleep or just playing with the phone, after all, he did not get what teachers said.\n\nThat day’s topic was integrals. Kyle had heard the rumors from older students about them, about how\u0026nbsp;\n\ndifficult they ended up. He also remembered how hard was for him derivation. The professor began\u0026nbsp;\n\nhis class, Kyle did not pay attention at first, but for some unexpected reason, by the half of the class,\u0026nbsp;\n\nhe realized he was focusing on each word of the man before the board.\n\nVariables covered the board completely. Hundreds and hundreds of operations, equations, examples,\u0026nbsp;\n\ndemonstrations… mathematical jargon in general was all that could be seen. Yet Kyle understood\u0026nbsp;\n\nevery last character of it. By the first time in his life he was able to understand numbers, no matter\u0026nbsp;\n\nhow long equation was or tedious, it was there. His mind working at a high speed solving each one of\u0026nbsp;\n\nthem.\n\n“Who dares to solve this?” the professor had erased the board to write one equation. No one raised\u0026nbsp;\n\ntheir hands, except for the clever one and Kyle.\n\n“Wow, this is not usual of you!” the professor expressed after realizing the miracle of the wrestler last\u0026nbsp;\n\naction. “Is this one of your meat head’s joke?”\n\n“No” Kyle answered bluntly “Just wanna have a try.”\n\n“Ok” he said in disbelieve. Several exams proved him that the only thing that brute had in his head\u0026nbsp;\n\nwas wrestling and gym sessions, but he was a professor, he has to give students a chance, even if they\u0026nbsp;\n\ncertainly will fail.\n\nKyle took the chalk in his right hand and proceeded to solve the equation on the board. An arrogant\u0026nbsp;\n\nsmile shone upon his face. Step by step he wrote on the board, each time closer to the solution. The\u0026nbsp;\n\nprofessor stared at him amazed, it was an obvious reaction, if one knew about his record of F’s and\u0026nbsp;\n\nC’s across the last semester they would not expect this behavior.\n\n“So…” Kyle exclaimed when the equation was solved “Is it alright?”\n\nIt took some seconds for the teacher to process what just happened. Kyle had solved the equation,\u0026nbsp;\n\nnot only that, but also it was correct. Each one of the steps was right. He could not believe it.\n\n“Yes, it is” he whispered, loud enough for the wrestler to hear it. Kyle was about to return to his seat,\u0026nbsp;\n\nbut the teacher stopped him. “Would you like to try another more complicated?”\n\nKyle was not sure what happened to his mind. Before last night, he saw all intellectual activities boring\u0026nbsp;\n\nnot suited for him. He was a man of actions, someone that likes to show how mighty he was. But now,\u0026nbsp;\n\nthe spark of challenging his mind seemed tempted as well. His egocentric and competitive nature\u0026nbsp;\n\nspoke for him.\n\n“I wouldn’t, what is it?”\n\nThe math teacher wrote another formula on the board. Kyle watched it for a few seconds and began\u0026nbsp;\n\nto solve it. Once he finished the professor checked it to find it correct as well.\u0026nbsp;\n\n“Satisfied?” Kyle asked.\n\n“Yes” the professor still did not believe what it was happening. “Are you?” he questioned back.\n\n“Somehow I find this entertaining as well” Kyle laughed.\n\nThe professor asked him to wait for a moment so he could pick up some other exercises for him from\u0026nbsp;\n\nthe text book. Once he did it, he told him to solve them back to his seat and gave the answers at the\u0026nbsp;\n\nend of the class. Kyle did as he said. The rest of the class, he spent it solving one exercise after another\u0026nbsp;\n\nwithout problems. Except for one. He spent 15 minutes trying to figure it out, but eventually he\u0026nbsp;\n\nmanaged to find the solution, it was a long process, but he got to the result. When he handed the\u0026nbsp;\n\nanswers to the teacher at the end of the class, he told him to not assist the next class, for he had\u0026nbsp;\n\nachieved the objective of the lecture after solving the last equation.\n\nLuca and friends were curious about how was Kyle. Last night his responses were slow, dizziness was\u0026nbsp;\n\nevident, as well as confusion. Yet they still have to test him, just to be sure the experiment succeeded.\u0026nbsp;\n\nThey waited until lunch time to look for him; they found Kyle at the park, alone as usual. They\u0026nbsp;\n\napproached slowly, without wanting him to notice, an entire semester proved that it was a terrible\u0026nbsp;\n\nidea to disturb him.\n\nNoah perceived something out of the ordinary with Kyle’s head as they got closer. He was not\u0026nbsp;\n\ncompletely sure about it, but it looked like his skull was bigger, arms were more swollen as well.\n\n“Isn’t his head a little bigger?” he asked in a whisper to the others.\n\n“Now that you say it, I think it is” Luca answered.\n\n“What could be the cause?” Asked Damon.\n\n“Hydrocephaly?” Noah suggested.\n\n“Odd” Luca muttered “We didn’t find any case of hydrocephaly in mice.”\n\n“Maybe different species don’t respond equally to the process. But if it is, indeed, hydrocephaly we\n\nwe can say our goal was fulfilled” Noah explained. The other two smiled at these words. Hydrocephaly\n\ntruly cause some mental retard due to accumulation of liquid in the brain.\n\n“Still, we have to make some tests” Luca added, the others agreed.\n\n“Hey, guys!” a deep voice extremely familiar interrupted them. The three nerds looked at the place\u0026nbsp;\n\nwhere it came from. Kyle had stood up the bank and was waving his hand friendly. They stayed quite\u0026nbsp;\n\nbefore replying, this was so unreal that they could not believe it.\n\n“Hi” Luca’s voice was low and shaking.\n\n“What are you guys doing here?”\n\n“Eh… we were looking for you?” Damon continued.\n\n“What for?” this time the tone was dryer “What else are you gonna do to me?”\n\nSomehow, this tone relieved them. They were more used to this form of “conversation” than the\u0026nbsp;\n\nprevious one.\n\n“We just want to make you some tests, to see if everything it’s ok with you” Noah explained “Don’t\u0026nbsp;\n\nworry, we won’t put you in the machine again. It’s a promise.”\n\nActually, that was exactly what Kyle desired in those moments. He was curious about it and the\u0026nbsp;\n\npossible uses it could have.\n\n“Ok, no problem” he returned to more joyful tone “I’ll go with you.”\n\nThe four of them headed to the lab. Luca, Noah and Damon headed the way, Kyle followed them at\u0026nbsp;\n\nsome distance. They were concerned, he noticed, but for now he would stay in a low profile, he will\u0026nbsp;\n\ncontinue with the game, just until he could figure out how the machine worked… perhaps even\u0026nbsp;\n\nimprove it.\n\nPhysical examinations were the first tests. They found nothing out of the ordinary except for a bigger\u0026nbsp;\n\ndiameter of the skull. An IQ test was the next. Kyle missed some answers on purpose, half of them to\u0026nbsp;\n\nbe precise, as well as those he actually did not know or was not sure about the correct answer. Then\u0026nbsp;\n\nthey passed to some tests to measure coordination, leverage and physical performance in general, he\u0026nbsp;\n\nalso missed one or two exercises, but mainly because he still wasn’t use to his new complexion.\n\nLuca, Noah and Damon were satisfied with the results of the tests. Kyle showed some mental retarded,\u0026nbsp;\n\nit was minimal, but it meant the experiment succeeded. He was also a little bad with physical\u0026nbsp;\n\nperformance.\n\n“Well, we are done!” Luca exclaimed “Thanks for this.”\n\n“No problem” Kyle pretended a dumb smile.\n\nThe nerds were the last to depart from the lab. Kyle headed to the gym. He had memorized the\u0026nbsp;\n\nlocation of the laboratory, later in the night, or another day, he will return to investigate furthermore.\u0026nbsp;\n\nGym session proved he had gained more muscular mass. The usual weights he used to lift were no\u0026nbsp;\n\nlonger enough, so he had to increase them. Blissed filled his mind as he stared his muscles struggling\u0026nbsp;\n\nwith the new weight, veins widened to carry more oxygen to the exhausted muscles, sweat drops ran\u0026nbsp;from his forehead and wetted his clothes. He grunted every time he exhaled some air. He was\u0026nbsp;\n\nstronger, but he was not satisfied, however this time he knew how to achieve it.\n\nLater that night, when most people in the campus were asleep or focused in studying, Kyle slipped\u0026nbsp;\n\naway from his dorm. Night was fresh, perhaps a bit cold. The moon observed the wrestler walking\u0026nbsp;\n\ndown the path to the abandon buildings where the lab was found. His heart bitted inside his chest for\u0026nbsp;\n\nthe excitement, eager eyes looked the gradually shorter distance than separated him from his goal.\n\nDoors were unlocked, so Kyle did not have problems entering the building or the lab. Once inside, he\u0026nbsp;\n\nturned on the lights. The place was as they left it in the afternoon, the machine in one corner, the\u0026nbsp;\n\nglasses on the table, some drawers at the opposite side of the machine. The wrestler went there first,\u0026nbsp;\n\nwondering if the nerds had left some papers and manuals about the functioning of the machine. He\u0026nbsp;\n\njust found some sketches and general ideas about the procedure and the working of the engine,\u0026nbsp;\n\nnothing too clear. Yet it was enough to discover it was about using some waves on the brain that\u0026nbsp;\n\nshould, in theory, make the synapsis of the brain to change as well as some other effects on the\u0026nbsp;\n\nstructure of the organ itself.\u0026nbsp;\n\nHe then went to the machine. After turning it on, Kyle made a quick check of how it worked, the\u0026nbsp;\n\ninterface, the parameters, what did every button do. He discovered that in theory this device could\u0026nbsp;\n\ndo nearly anything to people, it did not matter if it was to improve his mental or physical condition,\u0026nbsp;\n\nbut to worsen it as well. He was tempted to use it again, but was cautious. Even though he understood\u0026nbsp;\n\nthe general functioning of the machine, he would not risk what he had achieve due to an accident. He\u0026nbsp;\n\nwill gather more information and then use it.\n\nKyle went back to his room after having inspected the lab. The campus was as empty as when he\u0026nbsp;\n\nslipped away from his dorm. The only sounds were his steps and some crickets and frogs that sang\u0026nbsp;\n\nunder the moonlight, hidden in the bushes, far from the light casted by the lamps. Once he reached\u0026nbsp;\n\nhis destination, he lied on the bed and fell asleep in an instant, dreaming about what the future could\u0026nbsp;\n\nbring to him.\n\nNext morning, Kyle thought about a way to get access to the data the nerds had. They certainly kept\u0026nbsp;\n\nthem in their computers, so he had to figure out how to take them from the nerds or at least a method\n\nto steal the information without they noticing it.\u0026nbsp;\n\nThere was one class he shared with Luca, who he supposed had the entire information of the project,\u0026nbsp;\n\nafter all, he looked to be the one in charge. On his way to the classroom, Kyle thought about possible\u0026nbsp;\n\nstrategies to get the data. He reckoned the usual routine of Luca, he always carried the laptop to\u0026nbsp;\n\nclasses, he usually went to the toilets during breaks and left it on his seat, that’s what his chance. He\u0026nbsp;\n\njust had to figure out a way to entertain the nerd as long as possible so he could look for and copy the\u0026nbsp;\n\ninformation he needed. A word appeared in his mind, Kyle smiled at the taste of it.\n\nOnce in the classroom, before lecture started, Kyle went to greet another “friend” that also take that\u0026nbsp;\n\nclass, not before leaving his things next to Luca’s seat.\n\n“Hello, Vincent!” Kyle patted his friend’s shoulders with enthusiasm “How things are going?”\n\n“Well, day’s just started, there’s not much to tell” Vincent answered after shaking hands with Kyle.\n\n“You’re so funny like always” Kyle laughed “Bro, I need a favor from you” he approached to Vincent’s\u0026nbsp;\n\near in order to whisper the petition “I need you to entertain Luca once he goes to the bathroom during\u0026nbsp;\n\nbreak. In need something from his computer.”\n\nVincent’s face paled at these words. Even though he belonged to the wrestler team as well, he has not\u0026nbsp;\n\nfond with the bully theme and tried to stay away as much as possible. The idea of being part of a plot\u0026nbsp;\n\nto bully Luca was despicable.\n\n“I don’t know, bro, you know I’m not into that” Vincent replied, his hand scratching his neck.\n\n“Come on, bro, I won’t do nothing to him, it’s just copying some stuff.” Kyle complained.\n\n“Why don’t you ask him then?” Vincent asked “If it’s not the big deal, ask him.”\n\n“You know how things work, I have a reputation, we are not too close…”\n\n“Yeah, yeah.” Vincent interrupted “You are too proud to ask a nerd something because of your giant\u0026nbsp;\n\nego, not to say you’ve been a dick with this guy.”\n\n“Vincent” Kyle smiled “We can do this in the good or the bad way.”\n\n“What, are you gonna punch me in the face like you do with everyone that don’t do as you say?”\n\nVincent’s tone was menacing.\n\n“Oh, no, I have found some new methods that seem to be more effective and less physical” the smile\u0026nbsp;\n\nwidened and the tone dropped “For example, I could ask someone to deliver certain video of yourself,\u0026nbsp;\n\nbeside some further information to your parents.”\n\n“What video and what information” Vincent began to sweat.\n\n“That amateur porn video you did with Nick last semester” Kyle dropped the words at Vincent’s ears\u0026nbsp;\n\nand delighted at his reaction “I’ve heard it was quite popular within the gay sphere in the campus. I\u0026nbsp;\n\nwonder if your family, so rich and conservative, would like to know one of the heirs of their company\u0026nbsp;\n\nis also a rising gay porn star”\n\nVincent gulped. Silence wrapped both boys in the classroom. Kyle looked carefully at the reaction of\u0026nbsp;\n\nVincent, he was starting to enjoy this. Punches were good, but blackmailing, threatening victims with\u0026nbsp;\n\ninformation, playing with their minds to make them to what he wants, started to be even more\u0026nbsp;\n\nenjoyable.\n\n“So, are you gonna help me or not?” Kyle talked again, Vincent just nodded in response. “I’m glad you\u0026nbsp;\n\nhelp me, bro” Kyle patted Vincent’s shoulder once more and went back to his seat.\n\nLuca went out to the toilet as usual once the break came. Kyle looked at Vincent and gave him a sign\u0026nbsp;\n\nto follow the nerd, he executed at once. Kyle took Luca’s computer, luckily it was turned on, without\u0026nbsp;\n\npassword. He opened the local disk to start his searching. He spent some seconds to consider well the\u0026nbsp;\n\npossible location of the information. Judging by the amount of friends as well as the people that could\u0026nbsp;\n\nhad access to the computer, Kyle imagined that the information should not be very hidden. So he\u0026nbsp;\n\nlooked for files whose names were related to the machine.\n\n“Project” was the file’s name. Some science and programming projects were contained as well as what\u0026nbsp;\n\nKyle was looking for. He connected his USB to the laptop in order to copy the information, it took him\u0026nbsp;\n\nenough time for moving back to his seat before the nerd returned from the toilet.\n\nLater that night, Kyle turned on his laptop in order to check the information he had stolen from Luca.\u0026nbsp;\n\nHe also lit a cigarette, the same Marlboro brand he had smoke since high school. After some\u0026nbsp;\n\ninhalations, nicotine was already working on his brain. Kyle used to smoke whenever he wanted to\u0026nbsp;\n\nstudy, it helped him focusing, yet this time he did it just for the habit. By the first time in so long,\u0026nbsp;\n\nreading was not a big issue. He did not suffer from dyslexia, but reading texts longer than a couple of\u0026nbsp;\n\nsentences was a burden for him. However, while reading the research, he was more focused than ever\u0026nbsp;\n\nin his live. He not only could read entire documents, but also understand and absorb all that\u0026nbsp;\n\nknowledge.\n\nThe machine worked with waves that, according with their length and frequency, would affect the\u0026nbsp;\n\nusual behavior and working of the brain, enhancing or diminishing its capabilities. He wondered why\u0026nbsp;\n\nit did not work on him. In order to satisfy his curiosity, he did a quick research about humans and mice\u0026nbsp;\n\nbrains, there he found the reason: wave length in both species were different, so a same wave length\u0026nbsp;\n\napplied by the machine could cause different reaction in both subjects. As for the muscle growth, he\u0026nbsp;\n\nwas not certain either, maybe the electric charge he felt made several micro fractures in his muscles\u0026nbsp;\n\nenhancing their growth.\n\nKyle also studied the different parameters the nerds had set to the machine in order to, in the future,\u0026nbsp;\n\nplay with them as well. The idea of a shortcut to become bigger obsessed him, especially when all the\u0026nbsp;\n\nother methods he had tried were useless and he craved for more. And now, he also wanted to be\u0026nbsp;\n\nsmarter.\n\nHe did not sleep well that night. His dreams were full of fantasies of him being stronger, smarter. An\u0026nbsp;\n\nOlympic god with a Megamind head, lifting hundreds of kilograms with one arm, solving the hardest\u0026nbsp;\n\nof equations. Enjoying the worship of people around him, calling him a god. He dreamt he became as\u0026nbsp;\n\ntall as a building or even a mountain, people gathered to watch him, to satisfy his needs. If anyone\u0026nbsp;\n\ndared to challenge him or to go against his will, he just smashed them to pulp with a hand, or crunched\u0026nbsp;\n\ntheir bones by constricting them within his fist.\n\nThe desires of using the machine persisted next day, yet he held up until night to do it. He did not\u0026nbsp;\n\nwant to be found, nor to have accidents or unnecessary disturbances during the process. This ended\u0026nbsp;\n\nup with a terrible performance in his training, although he did not mind too much, as well as smoking\u0026nbsp;\n\ntwo package of cigarettes.\n\nHe slipped away during the night, when everyone was far asleep. His heart pounded inside his chest\u0026nbsp;\n\nas he got closer to the lab, anxiety grew stronger with each breath. The world around him lost any\u0026nbsp;\n\nmeaning, he only thought about the machine, about his improvements in mind and body.\n\nThe lab was undisturbed, just like he left it before. Kyle soon went to the computer where parameters\u0026nbsp;\n\ncould be changed. He turned it on, put them in the opposite values, put on the glasses and the\u0026nbsp;\n\naudiphones, took the remote control it had and sat on the chair, then pushed the button.\n\nAn electric charge hit his body in an instant. Kyle began to shake intensively, pressed his teeth against\u0026nbsp;\n\neach other due to the influx of energy into his brain and body, he even grunted. It pained, his head\u0026nbsp;felt about to explode, blood looked as it was boiling inside the veins, sweat began to run over the skin,\u0026nbsp;\n\nwetting his clothes. This time Kyle did not complain, nor scream, for now he knew what was going on.\u0026nbsp;\n\nIt was like training, it is painful, but it was worth for something.\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe pressure over the bones of the skull was unbearable. Kyle’s brain was changing by the seconds.\u0026nbsp;\n\nNew synapsis was forming between the existent neurons, while new ones appeared and connected\u0026nbsp;\n\nwith the others. Bones had to change as well, although the process was slower. The mineral matrix\u0026nbsp;\n\nhad to weaken first so the brain could grow, sutures opened gradually to give more space. The skull’s\u0026nbsp;\n\ndiameter increased centimeter by centimeter, hair line got farther and farther from the eyebrows.\u0026nbsp;\n\nKyle’s head was looking more like a pear or the head of an alien.\n\nThe body did not stay behind the transformation. Second by second clothes felt tighter, muscles\u0026nbsp;\n\npressing against the fabric. Kyle, in order to forget the terrible pain of his head, focused on the growth\u0026nbsp;\n\nof his body. He felt how the already massive pectorals grew into mounds, the three pairs of abdominal\u0026nbsp;\n\nmuscles turned into six iron plates. Shoulders expanded laterally beyond the size of the chair; muscles\u0026nbsp;\n\ndown them exploded into mountains of pure strength, veins drawing the surface. Deltoids expanded\u0026nbsp;\n\nto the sides, creating a shell for the back. Legs turned into pillars, neck thickened, trapezoid blasted.\u0026nbsp;\n\nKyle set a lewd expression on his face, he was enjoying it. He was delighted about how powerful he\u0026nbsp;\n\nwas becoming, the mighty in what his body was turning. He rejoiced in the way the muscles pressed\u0026nbsp;\n\nthe clothes until the held no longer and tore. Shreds of fabric fell to the floor, Kyle was almost naked,\u0026nbsp;\n\njust his boxers held on some, but they were also in their limit.\n\nSadly, the machine stopped. Kyle stayed some seconds on the chair, he was drunk with the pleasure\u0026nbsp;\n\nof the growth, his tongued hanged out from the mouth. Chest went up and down with each breath.\n\n“Fuck” his bass voice boomed the room “That felt awesome.”\n\nKyle stood up from his seat, took off his glasses and audiphones, eyes widened. He not only increased\u0026nbsp;\n\nin weight, but also in high, the ceiling looked closer than he remembered. Then he dropped his eyes\u0026nbsp;\n\nto his body, he liked what he saw. He was gigantic. Kyle looked carefully at each centimeter of his\u0026nbsp;\n\nbody, touched every surface, every depression of every muscle, every vein. He flexed one arm, then\u0026nbsp;\n\nthe other, biceps blasted with power. He hit his chest, it was hard as iron, then his abdomen, strong\u0026nbsp;\n\nas six… no, eight diamonds.\n\n“This body is spectacular, but it’s not enough” Kyle exclaimed, flasks trembled due to his deep voice\u0026nbsp;\n\nthat resonated within the room “Why did the machine stopped?”\n\nKyle meditated about this situation for a few seconds. He guessed the machine had reached the\u0026nbsp;\n\nmaximal capability.\n\n“I need to find another way, I want more, more pleasure, more growth” he muttered. Then a spark\u0026nbsp;\n\nwithin his massive brain turned on. “What if I take the force from others?”.\n\nThe idea was hilarious, but wasn’t this situation hilarious as well. Now he had a big brain, perhaps the\u0026nbsp;\n\nbiggest in the planet, he will find a way to do it. Yet, he needed help, do it by himself would take time,\u0026nbsp;\n\nbut with a team, the awaiting would shrink.\n\n“I need some minions and this machine will provide them to me” Kyle smiled before going to the main\u0026nbsp;\n\npanel. He made some changes to the program, adjusted some variables, added some parameters. In\u0026nbsp;\n\nan hour it was done.\n\nKyle laughed when he decided who would be his first assistant, the leader of the team that built this\u0026nbsp;\n\nmachine, Luca.\n\nHe was disoriented when eyes opened. It took him some seconds to discover he was at the lab, how,\u0026nbsp;\n\nhe had no clue. The last thing Luca remembered was him walking through one of the halls of the\u0026nbsp;\n\nuniversity, a hand covering his mouth and nose and passing out. It happened so fast that his brain had\u0026nbsp;\n\nto time to process it. Luca tried to stand up, it was useless, he was tied to the chair.\n\n“Those strains can hold an elephant” Luca heard a bass voice rumbling the room. His blood froze inside\u0026nbsp;\n\nthe veins.\n\n“Who’s there?” Luca asked to the void.\n\n“I guessed this voice is unrecognizable now, but you know me well, nerd” the room trembled “It’s me,\u0026nbsp;\n\nyour old friend Kyle.”\n\nLuca gulped when he saw the giant before him. That monster was certainly Kyle, with a lot of pounds\u0026nbsp;\n\nin muscles and a big head resembling aliens. He was wearing a large coat, yet he was so massive\u0026nbsp;\n\nclothes were too tight to his body, feet were so big he was shoeless.\n\n“Impressed?” the monster named Kyle flexed one arm, fabric struggled to not tear “This is the result\u0026nbsp;\n\nof your machine. Sorry, you had one mistake, which ended up turning me bigger and smarter.”\n\n“What? But we did several tests…”\n\n“On mice, idiot” Kyle interrupted “Human brain wave are not in the same frequency or length of mice,\u0026nbsp;\n\nso you just enhanced my capabilities, which I thank you.”\n\n“What are you going to do with me?” Luca asked after a long pause. That situation was too much to\u0026nbsp;\n\nhandle it.\n\n“Well, I like this body, but I’m not satisfied. I want to become bigger, sadly, I reached the maximal\u0026nbsp;\n\ncapability of the machine” Kyle explained while he moved to the table where the glasses and\u0026nbsp;\n\naudiphones were “In order to do that, I need to create or improve the machine, but I need help. You\u0026nbsp;\n\nand your friends are going to assist me.”\n\n“No way!” Luca exclaimed “We won’t help you. Not after all you have done to us.”\n\n“You don’t have a choice” Kyle put on the glasses on Luca’s face and the audiphones on the ears. Then\u0026nbsp;\n\nhe went to the panel and pushed the button “Not after this.”\n\nSeveral color patterns appeared before Luca, a wave of electricity stroke his brain. Luca tried to take\u0026nbsp;\n\noff those devices from his head, even though he knew its futility, but the instinct of self-preservation\u0026nbsp;\n\nspoke for himself. His head ached, it was like its brain was melting. Some saliva dripped from his\u0026nbsp;\n\nmouth to the floor as well as his t-shirt. Convulsions continued some more minutes, Luca tried to say\u0026nbsp;\n\nsomething, but his tongue felt heavy and thick, so he just stammered.\n\nKyle turned off the machine and took off the devices from Luca when this one stopped mumbling.\u0026nbsp;\n\nLuca had now a dumb look on his face, saliva was still dripping from his mouth.\n\n“Hello, asshole. Are you ok?” Kyle inquired\n\n“Yes” Luca struggled to move the tongue, it still felt heavy.\n\n“What do you wanna do?”\n\n“I don’t know” Luca’s eyes were empty.\n\n“Would you do what I command you?”\n\n“Yes.”\n\n“Come here” Kyle commanded. He could not stop laughing for what he was watching: Luca was trying\u0026nbsp;\n\nto stand up from the chair in order to fulfill the task, but the strains impeded him to do so. “You are\u0026nbsp;\n\nsuch an idiot, let me take these off from you” Kyle went to the chair and untied Luca who, in return,\u0026nbsp;\n\nstood up and stayed looking at him.\n\n“Let’s see” Kyle took off his coat “One more tests: worship me!”\n\nLuca did not hesitate. He approached to Kyles body and began to touch it, pet it, even licking it. Kyle\u0026nbsp;\n\nsmiled at this. He enjoyed how Luca massaged every muscle in his body without doubts or repulsion,\u0026nbsp;\n\nyet with an empty look.\n\n“Ok, that’s enough” Kyle ordered, Luca stopped immediately “Go with your friends and bring them\u0026nbsp;\n\nhere so they become just like you. Try to act normally, as you always do.”\n\nLuca nodded and went out the room. Kyle stayed there working on new glasses and audiphones for\u0026nbsp;\n\nthe new recruits.\n\nLuca went to classes as usual. Almost no one realized about his new condition, except for the lack of\u0026nbsp;\n\nwords. It was not as he didn’t talk at all, but he was more laconic than usual. Noah and Damon did\u0026nbsp;\n\nnotice this new unfamiliar behavior.\n\n“You’ve been kind of quite recently” Noah stated while they were heading back to the dorms “Is\u0026nbsp;\n\nsomething wrong with you lately?”\n\n“No. I hadn’t even noticed it” Luca replied.\n\n“Are you thinking about something, are you concerned about any issue?” Damon asked “Things had\u0026nbsp;\n\nbeen great recently, especially after what we got rid of Kyle.”\n\n“Yeah, our machine worked as we wanted.” Noah added cheerfully.\n\n“Oh, yes, the machine… Kyle... It worked after all” the orders of his master resounded in his head “You\u0026nbsp;\n\nknow? We should go back there. Maybe we could do some changes” a smile appeared over Luca’s\u0026nbsp;\n\nface.\n\n“What kind of changes?” Damon was curious “I think it’s just fine.”\n\n“We could do something for people obey us, for example” Luca answered. Noah and Damon stayed\u0026nbsp;\n\nquite for a moment, thinking about it.\n\n“It could be fun” Damon agreed.\n\n“Yeah, we could use some people to do our homework, sometimes it’s just exhausting” Noah joked\u0026nbsp;\n\n“Well, let’s go to the lab.”\n\nThe three of them nodded and headed to the lab. Once they arrived, Noah, just as Damon, were\u0026nbsp;\n\nastonished of what they found: sitting on a chair, a nearly two meters Kyle with an enormous head\u0026nbsp;\n\nwas waiting of them. Their jaws hanged open, speechless, eyes wide open.\n\n“What’s the meaning of this?” Noah exclaimed after recovering the faculty to speak again.\n\nThe question hanged in the air unanswered. Luca went to the door to lock it. His friends turned their\u0026nbsp;\n\nheads into his direction, amazed for his actions.\n\n“What are you doing?” Damon inquired.\n\n“Master Kyle needs assistants to improve the machine” Luca replied as if nothing out of the ordinary\u0026nbsp;\n\nwas occurring.\n\n“Master?” Damon and Noah exclaimed at the same time.\n\n“He is now my loyal servant” Kyle explained “I made some changes to the machine in order to modify\u0026nbsp;\n\nsome aspects of people personality and behavior. In this case, I just brain-washed him to turn him into\u0026nbsp;\n\na minion.”\n\nNoah and Damon terrified at these words, they tried to escape, but Luca and Kyle, who moved as fast\u0026nbsp;\n\nas a ray despise his weight, trapped then in an instant. Both nerds struggled for freedom, but Kyle’s\u0026nbsp;\n\nwrapping was too strong, even Luca’s. They were dragged to a pair of chairs to be tied later. Both\u0026nbsp;\n\npleaded for their lives, but Kyle did not care, all the contrary, he enjoyed the crying of them, while\u0026nbsp;\n\nLuca payed no attention. After some problems with putting them on the glasses and audiphones Kyle\u0026nbsp;\n\nmanaged to made before, the wrestler turned on the machine, sending the brain-washing waves into\u0026nbsp;\n\nNoah and Damon’s heads. They both felt the same Luca did before.\n\n“Time to put your hands into work” Kyle ordered after the three nerds were completely turned into\u0026nbsp;\n\nhis loyal minions “Gather some information about the topic, then we will find a way to achieve our\u0026nbsp;\n\npurpose” the brain-washed boys nodded at these words.\n\nAnother six months passed until they finished the machine. Luca, Damon and Noah continued assisting\u0026nbsp;\n\nto classes, Kyle, due to his appearance, stopped going to classes and participating or using the gym.\u0026nbsp;\n\nYet, he managed to make a deal with the university to take classes from “home” coming up with the\u0026nbsp;\n\nexcuse of a rare disease that impeded him to go to school. He also did some tests to change his\u0026nbsp;\n\nscholarship for something more academic.\n\nThe machine now consisted in two boxes: one bigger in order to hold Kyle and the other for the victim.\u0026nbsp;\n\nSome wires connected both compartments. It worked by first destroying several tissues of the victim\u0026nbsp;\n\nin order to convert them into energy that later traveled to Kyle, where it will be turned into mass, later\u0026nbsp;due to the tissues’ destruction, the subject ended up being pulverized, dust was also dragged to Kyle\u0026nbsp;\n\nto complete the transference of energy.\n\nKyle stared at the machine before him, eager for power once again ignited inside him. This was the\u0026nbsp;\n\nlongest period he had had without working out since he began training. Even with his mighty body,\u0026nbsp;\n\nanxiousness was beginning to making him crazy. His brain, on the other hand, fed with all the\u0026nbsp;\n\nknowledge he could afford. He read hundreds of books and papers of any kind of topic: Mathematics,\u0026nbsp;\n\nPhysics, Chemistry, Biology, Astronomy, Philosophy. He spent hours solving complicated puzzles or\u0026nbsp;\n\nriddles or playing strategy games, all in order to kept his mind working.\n\n“We need volunteers” Kyle expressed “This time, even if we had made several tests on animal models,\u0026nbsp;\n\nfrom mice to dogs, I want to be certain everything will go well. Bring me here two subjects in order to\u0026nbsp;\n\ntest the machine.”\n\n“What will happen with the one that absorbs the other?” Luca asked.\n\n“We could turn him into a minion or “food” for me” Kyle answered with some laughs. The three nerds\u0026nbsp;\n\nnodded in agreement with his master so they departed from the lab later.\n\nThey managed to bring two sportsmen, one belonged to the football team, the other from basketball.\u0026nbsp;\n\nThey deceived them with new supplements, which needed to be tested. Both athletes were concerned\u0026nbsp;\n\nat first, but the good reputation of the trio helped put those thoughts apart. They followed them to\u0026nbsp;\n\nthe lab, where, once the five people entered it, Kyle caught the sportsmen and locked them in the\u0026nbsp;\n\nchambers. Both barely put some resistance, because they froze in fear beholding the mighty man\u0026nbsp;\n\nbefore them.\n\nLuca and the others checked each parameter following Kyle’s orders meticulously, they put deaf ears\u0026nbsp;\n\nto the players yelling. Kyle sat on a chair to observe the course of the experiment. Both guys inside\u0026nbsp;\n\nthe chambers complained behind the transparent walls, but neither of the rest of people outside pay\u0026nbsp;\n\nany attention. Panic as well as dread could be seen in the faces of both men; confusion filled their\u0026nbsp;\n\nminds.\n\nBoth men started to sweat when the machine was turned on. Waves of energy flowed from it to the\u0026nbsp;\n\nbody of one of them to the other. The two sportsmen grunted in pain, their bodies trembled and\u0026nbsp;\n\ncontortioned due to the influx of energy. Some minutes later there was a shy diminishing in one of\u0026nbsp;\n\nthe subject’s corporal mass, while the another had an increase. Kyle observed how the athletic\u0026nbsp;\n\nconstitution of one faded into thin, while the other scaled into that of someone who does weightlifting\u0026nbsp;\n\nperiodically, and not only that, but the pleasure the last one was experiencing. He could watch him\u0026nbsp;\n\nclosing the eyes, bending the head back against the chair, smiling lewdly. His mass increased steadily,\u0026nbsp;\n\npectorals pushed the fabric out so nipples became evident, deltoids expanded laterally to fill the tank\u0026nbsp;\n\ntop he was wearing, squats grew to fill the pants, arms enlarged as well. The basketball player instead,\u0026nbsp;\n\nbecame skinner, muscles were no longer evident, his chest had flattened, ribs were starting to be\u0026nbsp;\n\nevident from the skin, limbs deflated.\n\nThe football player had earned the body of a bodybuilder; his face was relaxed into a lustful\u0026nbsp;\n\nexpression. Clothes had been torn, with boxers still struggling to hold the butt, quadriceps and even\u0026nbsp;\n\nthe penis, leaving a sculpted torso so everyone could see: six stones covered the abdomen, a pair of\u0026nbsp;\n\nmounds, the chest, arms were thickened into 20 inches at least. On the other hand, the basketball\u0026nbsp;player looked like someone who suffered of severe malnutrition: bones could be seen perfectly under\u0026nbsp;\n\nthe skin, eyes had sunk into the orbits as well as the belly under the thoracic cage, skin also looked\u0026nbsp;\n\ndrier and scaly. Some minutes later, his vital signals stopped, skin began to turned into dust, then the\u0026nbsp;\n\nbones pulverized as well. Those particles were absorbed by the machine and then sent to the football\u0026nbsp;\n\nplayer whose body mass increased some more.\n\nKyle ordered to open the chamber of the football player. The new titan was still drunk with the influx\u0026nbsp;\n\nof dopamine and oxytocin in his body due to the muscle growth, yet Kyle managed to speak with him.\n\n“I see you liked the result, don’t you?”\n\n“Yeah” the new brute exclaimed lewdly.\n\n“I might give you more if you help me” Kyle lied. The football player looked at Kyle with eager in the\u0026nbsp;\n\neyes “What do you think?”\n\n“I’m in, boss!” he exclaimed “What do I have to do?”\n\n“Bring other athletes to this lab” Kyle said while he went to the table to look for the glasses “But first\u0026nbsp;\n\nI need you to put these on” the football player did not hesitate, some minutes later he was another\u0026nbsp;\n\nlawful minion.\n\nThis time, Kyle waited for the others in one of the machine’s chambers. He took good care of\u0026nbsp;\n\nconnecting and checking everything was in order for the moment his minions brought the new victims.\u0026nbsp;\n\nHe gave specific orders about what they must bring: exceptional athletes, if they practiced sports that\u0026nbsp;\n\ndemanded strength even better, as well as top students in science and engineering. The football player\u0026nbsp;\n\nwould take care of the first group, Kyle knew that just by showing his new acquired body would raise\u0026nbsp;\n\ncuriosity of the other sportsmen, on the other hand, Luca’s group would just play with the desire of\u0026nbsp;\n\nknowledge of the scientific branch of school.\n\nBoth groups arrived one hour later; they were as amazed as Noah, Damon and the football player\n\nwhen they first saw Kyle, however, they had no time to react, for they all were put to sleep with some\u0026nbsp;\n\ntranquilizers the minions carried. Then, they separated the individuals in two groups: one for\u0026nbsp;\n\nenhancing muscular mass, the other for intelligence, later, they proceeded to enter the victims to the\u0026nbsp;\n\nchamber one by one.\n\nKyle enjoyed the first wave of energy that flowed into his body from a karate fighter. Instantly, his\u0026nbsp;\n\nlevels of oxytocin and dopamine sharply rose. Muscles contracted under the skin, blood stream\u0026nbsp;\n\nredirected mainly to the biggest muscular groups in order to provide as much oxygen and nutrients\u0026nbsp;\n\nfor the growing tissues.\n\n“Yes, grow!” Kyle grunted, enjoying the pleasure of the growth. His voice deepened into a bass,\u0026nbsp;\n\nAdam’s apple enlarged as well as his neck to match the new registers. Trapezium muscles explodes\u0026nbsp;\n\ninto mountains, shoulders widened laterally beyond the limits of the chair, arms had to bend in a 90°\u0026nbsp;\n\nangle due to the new muscular mass that appeared. Pectorals protruded even further until feet were\u0026nbsp;\n\nno longer visible from above. Calves pressed the genitals as they grew as well to catch up the upper\u0026nbsp;\n\nbody.\n\nWith the second men, a boxer, a new influx of testosterone poisoned his body, as well as growth\u0026nbsp;\n\nhormone. Kyle not only increased his mass, but also his high. As he became taller, muscles stretched\u0026nbsp;\n\nuntil he was no longer having an exaggerated and unnatural body, but one of a giant instead. Body\u0026nbsp;\n\nhair began to sprout around his chest, belly, arms and legs, as well as some protuberances over his\u0026nbsp;\n\nshoulders.\n\n“I need more!” Kyle thundered, menacing with demolishing the crystal chamber he was in, he was\u0026nbsp;\n\nnow around 2.80m high. Another athlete substituted the previous one. Kyle pleasure continued,\u0026nbsp;\n\nprotuberance turned into spikes, skin dried into scales.\n\n“This is not enough, I want more!” he roared. More and more people were added to the machine.\u0026nbsp;\n\nClaws grew from Kyles fingers, a new appendix sprout from his rear, skull began to reshape as the\u0026nbsp;\n\nbrain began to grow as well and his rostrum started to deform into what it looked like a muzzle. The\u0026nbsp;\n\nmachine was not only affecting his macroscopical structure, but DNA itself. Genes were activating and\u0026nbsp;\n\ndeactivating constantly, sending millions of changes to the cells. Kyle was gradually less human and\u0026nbsp;\n\nmore reptilian, more specifically a dragon.\n\nThe chamber where Kyle was contained could not hold any longer and broke down to pieces by the\u0026nbsp;\n\ntime Kyle reached 3.50m. He was no longer a human being, but an anthropomorphic dragon. Dark\u0026nbsp;\n\nbrown was most of his body, while his chest, belly and palms were red, as well as the hair he had grew\u0026nbsp;\n\nover the head, chest and abdomen and the tip of his tail.\n\nKyle looked at his body, he did not despise it, on the contrary, he felt that was his true self, yet, the\u0026nbsp;\n\ndesire of being bigger and smarter did not diminished, but increased. However, the machine was\u0026nbsp;\n\ndestroyed, yet there were still some subjects to drain their lives. The new born dragon thought about\u0026nbsp;\n\nit until something turned on inside him. He was not sure how, but he thought there was something he\u0026nbsp;\n\ncould do about it. So he extended his hand over the little persons below him.\n\nAn influx of energy went to his palm form the people. His instinct was right; he can now drain people’s\u0026nbsp;\n\nenergy to satisfy his need.\n\n“Become my food, insects!” he exclaimed. The minion did not hesitate, they were more than happy\u0026nbsp;\n\nto serve their master, even if that meant death, the others, who were just starting to awake from\u0026nbsp;\n\nsleeping, were not that agree, yet they could not do much but becoming dust.\n\nKyle was 6m by then. Not only his body had enlarged, but his brain as well, which also gave him a new\u0026nbsp;\n\ncapability: mind control. As soon as Kyle got out of the building, breaking down the main door as easy\u0026nbsp;\n\nas a kid destroying a Legos castle, he went to the gym, it was late in the morning by then and he knew\u0026nbsp;\n\nthere were some people in there by that time. Once he arrived to the front entry, he focused on the\u0026nbsp;\n\npeople inside, sending a mental wave to their minds. Some resisted at first, struggling with intrusive\u0026nbsp;\n\nthoughts that Kyle put in their heads, but eventually they surrendered. Once they went outside with\u0026nbsp;\n\nempty looks, Kyle proceeded to drain their energies.\n\n“Come, come to me!” the gigantic dragon repeated over and over inside his mind, turning those\u0026nbsp;\n\nthoughts into hypnotic waves that traveled across the campus as he walked and grew larger and\u0026nbsp;\n\nstronger. “Worship me, be one with me”\n\nPeople affected by the mind control moved like zombies towards the dragon that was now in the\u0026nbsp;\n\ncenter of the campus. Some of them, the ones Kyle found worthy to integrate to his structure, whether\u0026nbsp;\n\nit be due to their intelligence or their strength, disappear instantly, those less worthy, had the task to\u0026nbsp;\n\nworship the dragon.\n\nHalf of the campus had vanished from existence when Kyle reached 20m. Hundreds of people\u0026nbsp;\n\ngathered around him begging to care him to worship him. He did not stop them, he enjoyed being\u0026nbsp;\n\nworshiped as a god, no, he was a god. People should build temples to honor him, sculpt statues and\u0026nbsp;\n\nwrite songs in his name. Soon it would be possible, for his enormous brain was strong enough to create\u0026nbsp;\n\nmental waves that could travel some kilometers. He could feel the new “zombies” on their way to pay\u0026nbsp;\n\nservices to him. A new religion and a new global order was beginning to form. Kyle was now the most\u0026nbsp;\n\npowerful creature on the planet, his last goal was achieved.\n\n“Come, worshipers, your new and only god is here waiting for you.”\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; Nayar Leng","series":{"name":"Muscle growth","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1828053-smoke-bar.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1868198-dragon-demon.json"}}