Warner was traveling in train, all he had was a black suitcase where he kept a "gun" between a few of clothing and personal stuff.
It was pointless to go to the village in train because there isn't a train station on there. Also, the underground facilities had an exit near there that was more than convenient. So why travel by train? Because he was Warner and he has a target.
He wouldn't travel with Zach's unconscious body. He wasn't really interested in him. He send the guy through the facility's tunnel. Escorted by so many guards that it looked like an army funeral. They should have arrived at this moment.
He looked again at his target. An afroamerican boy wasn't hard to see in Eastern Europe. He was sitting a few places ahead near a window, playing with an old video game and drinking some water occasionally.
Why that boy? Because he was the only child from his pompous former boss. A man who he ended up hating after three years of abuse. He always left him all the responsibilities because he argued he has a demanding family. If his family was so demanding why did he send his only child to a boarding school so far from his home? As Warner can see he didn't care for raising his son, so he planned to make him a favor. Maybe the guy could take his place at that pathetic company.
The boy was twelve years old and was traveling back to his boarding school alone, it was perfect. There wasn't too much people and the train will take a few hours to arrive to the next station, it was the moment.
He opened his suitcase and smiled after seeing the pubertifier gun. He set it to be a gradual transformation, he has the time.
To don't be seen while pointing, he put the gun under his seat. He can see the boys feet from there, a pair of white speakers. "Too bad, he was going to lose those pretty shoes... and the rest of his clothes." He smiled and shot.
The boy felt a small prick but he was so immerse in his game that he didn't care. The ride was so long and boring that he was glad he had the idea of carrying his old Gameboy. He can't wait to go back to the school, it was ten times better than being with dad who treated him like any other employee. Who likes to work on vacation? He didn't like to work in any moment, that's why he liked his boarding school. No duties, no worries, just the money at the end of each month.
If he had been more attentive, he could have noted how his jersey was getting more constricted, his legs were elongating as well as they were getting hairy.
Warner really wanted to see how he was going but he needed to wait for an opportunity for that. Meanwhile, he began to wrote an anonymous letter for his ex boss, an evil smile could be seen on his face.
In the meantime, the boy was still ignoring how he was eating years. When the train attendant walked near him, she thought he was an odd teenager wearing small clothes. His stomach was almost completely exposed, a thick traesure trail could be seen where there wasn't hair before. His boarding shorts were stretching at their limit as his engorged legs were too big for them. How can't he see the hairy legs he has now?
When he missed a jump and lost his game, he almost threw the Gameboy away. That's when he noticed the sturdy, long and hairy arms. Those weren't his arms! Those looked like his dad's arms!
He began to panic, it wasn't just his arms. His legs were too big and hairy too. He was hairless when he boarded the train and now he was sporting disgusting manly hairy legs. His board shorts were too small now that all of his leg hairs were completely exposed. He was terrified.
"Excuse me, gentleman." The attendant told him. "We have some problems with the air conditioning in this wagon. So, we kindly ask you to move to the next one until we arrive at the station."
The boy didn't say a word, he was so stunned by what was happening to him.
"Do you see how do I look?" He asked her so scared.
"I won't judge your outfit, gentleman." She asked almost offended. "Although it's not proper of a man wearing such a small set. I recommend you some pants for your next trip."
" Bu-but... you don't get it." He babbled. "I used to be a kid a moment ago!!"
"A kid?" She saw his hairy legs. There was no way she could think he was a kid. "What a disrespectful joke, sir! I have thing to do. So, I remind you to move and abstain from those inappropriate jokes. Good day."
Warner was trying so hard to don't laugh at the scene he was hearing.
"Did he really think she was going to believe he was a kid with that rumbling deep voice, hahaha." He muttered to himself. "Better look for a towel or something else to cover yourself because those clothes won't last too long."
"Excuse me gentleman..." The attendant told him as she approached.
"This isn't happening." The former boy said to himself as he moved his hands through the hairs on his legs. "Why I'm getting older?" He moved his back and a loud rip could be heard. "Shit! My clothes won't last any longer."
He leaned over to look for something to wear in his suitcase when he heard a long rip sound. His jersey had yielded and it shredded. He saw the thorn jersey falling to his thick hairy thighs. Now his torso was exposed.
The attendant grimaced in disgust after seeing his hairy chest while she moved to the next wagon. He was so ashamed that he tried to cover his nipples with his hand which was pointless because they're already covered in his hairy rug.
In that moment, he realized he wasn't just getting older but also beefier. His arms and legs were sporting muscles that he hadn't before. He can't see them but below that hairy rug there was a decent set of tough abs and pecs. Instead of being happy he was even more embarrassed.
"Now what I' m going to do?!" He panicked. "I can't move looking like these!" He flexed his arms unconsciously and he saw the poking hairs under them. "Oh no, sweaty armpit hair too? I'm more hair than skin now, like an ape."
Warner can't wait anymore. He bent and looked under the seat. All he saw was the big manly feet the kid had now.
"I knew those sneakers won't last long." He smiled when he saw the bigger toes curling continuously. "He has big feet like his father."
"Shit! What I'm going to do? What I'm going to do?" The former boy repeated as he scratched his new hairy armpits. He thought that maybe if he tears off the hair he could look not so disturbing but he regretted it when he felt how painful it was. "That's why men prefer to go around hairy. I won't do it again even if someone pays me!" He looked at the hairs on his hands that he achieved to tear off. "Why there are so many? I knew dad is too hairy but I never wished to be as hairy by my own!" He was so focused on his hands that he didn't noticed that something else was going rip off too.
When he realized it, it was too late. His board shorts blew off alongside with his too small boxers. The sound was so intense that Warner was laughing a lot on his seat. However, for the guy it was a nightmare. He was completely naked now in the body of a hairy brawny brute.
His thick legs were a sign of what was inside his shorts. A very thick and long dick that had swollen like a balloon to look like a fat salami on his lap. He can't think of his balls simply because he can't see them. Although he can feel them way more bigger than before, they were hidden under the most dense and embarrassing amount of pubes he could think.
"Holy shit! It's freaking huge!" He yelled. "This isn't real!"
Warner stood up. The village was at the sight. He walked through the wagon and stopped briefly next to the astonished and ashamed naked man. When the guy saw him, he tried to cover his new manhood with his hands. It was useless, the hair all over his body was embarrassing enough.
"I-I'm sorry, mr." The guy said with tears of shame dripping through his face. "I-I don't know what to do... I'm naked and any of my clothes would fit me." His body was sweating nervously. "Can you lend me something to wear?"
Warner stared at the ashamed man. He was amazed of how good the gun worked. That amount of hair could require of years for a regular man even for a hairy one.
"Take this." He opened his suitcase and threw the letter to the guy. For a second he thought it was underpants but he realized it wasn't when the letter fell in his bushy crotch.
"It's for your dad." Warner told him as he walked away. "He can't deal with work and family, uh? He can have both now."
The confused guy looked how Warner left him naked and alone.