Enrique Estiban, an average man, not anymore

The eye lowered itself down to an individual, students too fearful to do anything but stand aside revealing a young man with tanned skin, short messy black brown hair, a thin lanky body that stood at 5’0’’ and dark blue eyes. This was Enrique Esitban, Puerto Rican young man whose family had spent a lot of money to get him into schooling. He was an average and quiet young man who worked hard, and while he was mostly a B grading student he had a few A’s mostly in writing, and mathematics. He was also a gentle soul he helped out the poor by giving them his food and money. The machine had scanned him and seen all of it, for that reason it chose him the pod opened and thin metallic tendrils lashed out wrapping around Enrique, he could only squeak out, “help!” before he was pulled in and the pod closed.

The Professor didn’t hesitate, he went to the console and tried to shut off the machine! But it rejected the command each and every time, “Dammit work!” he snarled, “Shut down!” he shouted but it refused it began to bathe the boy in the special radiation. He had **** he had to shut it down manually. Even as the young man screamed the professor ran to the power cables and reached for them only to be shocked by a jolt of electricity he recoiled his hand then looked around. He saw fire hazard button and next to it a fire extinguisher with an axe inside it. He ran toward it and with a **** bid of strength rammed his shoulder into the glass. It was sufficient and the glass crumbled apart. Grabbing the axe he ran back and went to the power cable he charged forward axe raised up high to slash it when suddenly the machine gave a beep. He faltered and turned to see it opening and the young man fell to the floor ****.

The machine began to power down and as it did it said in a robotic voice, “Alteration complete… pr-rr-r-r-roc-cc-c-c-cess… b-b-b-eeee-g-g-gins…” then it faded into silence. The Professor could only stare at the machine then he grabbed his phone and dialed a number.

It rang twice, “Get me Director Wallard, we have a situation.” he said…

-3 Months Later-

Enrique was sweating, three months had come and gone and for two months after he had been taken by the machine he had been watched by the government who waited for any changes in his body. While they confirmed the machine’s radiation in his body that was all they confirmed. After two months they said he was clean and pulled out of surveilling him… a week after that happened, he found one more his pajamas were tight. When he took a shower he felt that his dick and balls were somehow bigger than before. A week after that his muscles were starting to enlarge as was his overall body structure and his dick and balls were definitely getting bigger. In just those two weeks he had gone from a measly 4 inches in length and 2 in girth hard, to 12 inches hard, then came the third week and things were starting to get uncomfortable. His clothes were now so tight one could see the muscles that were starting to develop, and his pants could show the clear bulge. Not only that but his sex drive was going up, every night he had been dreaming of fucking girls and filling them with cum and every morning he’d wake up to find his bed soaked in pre-jizz. Hell before he went to class in the morning he had to whack off 4 times before he was settled down enough to start.

That as another thing he came way more than before, hell he had to use his bathtub and even then he had run water just for all his thick jizz to go down. He was getting so huge and horny now that people were noticing. Obviously girls were looking his way and normally he would’ve loved it but it was clear this was the machines work.

Part of him wanted to report to the government about this another part however wanted to keep this going to let him grow unwatched and uninterrupted and probably find a nice… well that part said ‘mate’ but he said ‘girlfriend’ he was conflicted...