Brenden turned his giant body about as the general hosed down the rest of his body.
The cold,tingly sensation of the water stream splashing across his body parts made Brenden slightly excited. Soon he was blushing, as his enormously unproportioned penis stood itself up, reaching for his pinkish nipples. Semen leaked out from the head immediately, and some rubbed against his pumped chest.
"Holy jesus lad! Can't you keep it down for one second!" muttered the general, taking care not to sound too threatening to the giant boy.
With that he turned his head away, turned off the hose, and slightly embarrased for the boy he found something else to occupy himself with.
"Let me know when IT goes down will ya?... that a boy", said the general with a friendly smile and a wink. And with that he exited the room.
Now Brenden was alone in the room. Alone with his ballooned muscles.
He looked around the room... its warehouse-like interior. He could see very few windows where the sunlight streamed through, and the cement walls and floors were a pale grey. A steel support frame cris-crossed the top of the roof, which was quite comfortably well above his head in terms of height. The warehouse was otherwise bare and could fit at least 4 other people his size inside. There was one small red exit door to one end of the warehouse and next to it was a lengthy window where anyone who wished too could sneak a peek at the 'freak show' that was Brenden.
Suddenly Brenden felt a slight cold shiver run across his body.
"It's kind of cold in here", he thought to himself.
For some reason Brenden found himself enjoying the coldness, even revelling in it...
Brenden felt weird.
Something deep inside him, stirred. He could feel it.
He shook his head trying to shake off the uncomfortable and unfamiliar feeling.
It was like growing again, but unpleasant in some way.
Brenden reached for the hose the general was spraying him down with earlier. He switched the nozzle back on again and aimed the spray at his chest, then his abs, then down to his sensitive boner.
"Yeah.." he moaned. "Fuckin' bring it on ..." he challenged, in an unusually deep and agressive tone.
He turned the nozzle to full power, as a hard stream of water pounded against his throbbing dick.
Again, he felt the unfamiliar feeling inside. But this time it was stronger.
It cried out now.
Urging him on.
Begging to take over completely, to envelop him.
He felt its power running through his body, making him feel invincible... unstoppable... a god.
In a slight daze he looked down at his dick, still soaking under the hose, to see it strained and throbbing to its absolute limits unlike anything he had ever experienced before. In fact it had gone unnoticed to him that his whole body was swelling to its maximum limit. Veins pulsing, blood rushing through his body, muscles totally pumped, his dick pumping out pre-cum. He felt almost twice as powerful as before!
Suddenly it dawned on him. The water was obviously creating some sort of unexpected transformation on him.
But does Brenden have the balls to continue with the transformation?