Mason stepped out of his cabin, stretching out and enjoying the sunlight flickering through the tree branches. He had been living in the woods for over a year now, wanting to sate his love for hiking by moving into place he'd live near when he was a kid. Now that he was on his own, the 21 year old immediately moved into his uncle's old cabin, neither aware of the secret lab further uphill.
Finished with his morning stretches, he walked onto the natural trail that lead to a nearby river. He would always go out and take a fresh drink from the rushing waters before starting his day. He had missed his alarm clock yesterday, though and had to skip it to make up for time. But now, he could enjoy it once again, bringing a large handful of clear water to his mouth, unaware of the strange contents that had been thoroughly mixed into the water since yesterday.
As the last of his handful dripped into his mouth, Mason began to feel... off. He couldn't put it in his own words, but his mind felt a bit dazed. His consciousness began wavering, naturally pointing his sense of direction upstream. Normally he would have headed back to the cabin for safety reasons, but this time, he felt compelled to continue off from his usual hiking route.
Taking another gulp of infected water, hoping it would send him out of the daze but unaware it made it last longer, he began navigating his way up the side of the river. It didn't even occur to him the the water was strangely becoming more cloudy as he went up, being less mixed the closer he got to where the cloudiness was coming from. All the while, he developed a raging boner that revealed itself as a twitching tent in his pants. Eventually, he did make it to the source and by that time, the water had become a creamy white. To anyone else, they would have been surprised to see that Mason had stumbled upon...