Rick walked into the desert, already the driver and the car nothing but a tiny speck in the distance. In what would've taken a Olympic Athlete about an hour to run at full speed only took Rick about fifteen minutes calmly walking.
His body did have his perks. Rick observed the environment around him, his reptilian eyes picking out every detail from the individual grains of sand to the movements of tiny insects tunneling beneath the sand itself.
Rick was superhuman.
Then his nose smelled it... The pheromones of a female animal in heat. Rick new that smell as much as he knew his own name. It was exotic the smell, reminding Rick of cinnamon almost.
Beneath Rick's standard army uniform, his pants were stretching as his tipped penis started growing into it's full glory....