All it took was a single moment, and the group of teens and Stinkbomb were no more.
Nobody really had time to react when the sweating, slippery balloon of juice had slipped from Aiden's hand and hit the floor. Someone in the group had started to yell an expletive, all had turned to run, but soon, Stinkbomb hit the ground and exploded, coating all of them in the foul-smelling fluid.
Stinkbomb expected it to hurt, but it actually felt quite orgasmic to hit the floor and unload all of that fluid in one huge blast. The boys, however, didn't find much pleasure in it. The stench seeped into their skin, as did the transformative chemicals that were mixed in with it.
As Aiden tried to turn and run, he heard a sickening squelch and fell to the floor. His ankle had dissolved into the disgusting yellow-ish fluid, splitting his foot from his leg. As he hit the chemical-sodden floor, the rest of his body quickly liquified. He gurgled and reached up for support to no avail, his body softening and melting away. He was surprised to find his body was also starting to feel very sensitive, as if he had just had a really good masturbatory session. This was usurped, however, by panic and stench.
Ethan had thrown up his arms to cover his eyes, only to soon find his arms dripping away into nothing. He was too shocked and intruigued to do much about it, and seemed to watch cow-eyed as his body gave way before him. Soon, he too fell into the gigantic puddle of smelly fluid and dissolved away.
Lucas had already seen his shoe melting away into fluid but Aiden dropped the stinkbomb before he could warn anyone. He managed to get the furthest away, but as soon as the yellow dropllets splashed onto the seat of his pants, he was done for and melted ass-first into a pool of yellow gloop.
For a moment, the only evidence that anything was amiss in the garbage dump was a huge pool of smelly yellow fluid seeping into the trash. Then, the fluid seemed to move slightly. It sloshed in one direction, then another, then another. Each direction coincided with where Aiden, Ethen, and Lucas had been standing. The three teens were still alive and conscious, as living fluid, but they had all seeped together into the same puddle. Then, the liquid surged upwards for a moment, from the center.
With a grunt and a groan, Sid 'Stinkbomb' Trimpasi pulled his liquid self together.
The fluid stud up in a vague approximation of a human figure but quickly started to melt back down again. The shape was a lot larger than Sid had been, thanks to the addition of three teens to his mass. Sid could only growl and gurgle as he tried to work out a way to hold himself together. Then it occured to him. He pulled in great mounds of rotted garbage into himself, thickening up the substance that was now his body. As he assimilated the garbage, he darkened in colour and took on a more mossy tone. He started to mould himself into a more appropriate shape, enjoying the feeling of being able to alter himself however he liked. He didn't even give the three teens he had assimilated any thought - this was all their fault.
Soon, Sid was a hulking great mass of stinking brown crap - a literal garbageman. He wasn't sure what the hell to do next, though. He knew he should find a way to change back, but...