Derrick came partially awake, trying to remember where he was. There was a strong smell in his nostrils, the odor of the paste much more intense, but not unpleasant, mixed with a rich male scent. A massage. He had gotten a massage from Hermes. Derrick felt incredibly relaxed, still face-down on the table.
A hand slapped his left butt cheek and then squeezed, causing Derrick’s eyes to pop open. Startled, he twisted around to see Hermes grinning at him. “Can’t let you sleep here all day. Come back later and we’ll go again.”
Derrick realized the young masseuse must have other customers. Damn! He’d fallen asleep! Embarrassed, Derrick sat up and stretched out, then stood. He felt really good, as if he had gotten a full night’s sleep. No, it was better than that. Muscles felt charged with energy, and his senses seemed more intense – sounds sharper, smells stronger, though vision seemed a little off. It wasn’t until he caught sight of his arm that he remembered the paste.
At 15, he had little more than peach fuzz on his body except for some light growth around his crotch and under his arms. Or at least, that was how he had looked before. Now a light growth of dark hair spread evenly over skin a couple of shades darker, as if he had gotten a moderate tan. His arms were also a little thicker, showing more muscle tone. Looking down, he found that the hair growth, darker skin, and sleek muscles were repeated everywhere else. His eyes widened when he saw his crotch. Curiously, the small thatch of pubic hair was gone, replaced by the even spread of dark hair that was everywhere else – but what stood out was his much darker cock and balls – both significantly larger, and in the case of his penis, sporting a thick foreskin he had not had before.
Hermes grinned as Derrick pulled the heavy covering back to reveal a slick, flared head. “First stage includes restoration – your foreskin got hacked off when you were a baby.” He gestured towards a large mirror on the opposite wall. “Go ahead and take a look.”
If the altered sexual equipment had been startling, the reflection in the mirror was a total shock. The dark hair was an even shadow over his skin, covering even his neck and face up to his hairline. His features were mostly the same underneath, though his jaw looked squarer and his nose a bit wider. Had his nostrils always flared like that, and his teeth been so big? His hair was both coarser and longer. But what caught his attention most were his eyes – huge, liquid brown orbs set far apart under heavier brows, with odd-shaped irises.
Derrick stared a long time. It was still him, no question. But he looked more mature, stronger, and very, very masculine. Very, very sexy! He grinned, showing a larger expanse of squared-off teeth. “This is just stage one?”
With a nod, Hermes moved behind to rub Derrick’s shoulders. “Come back later. This is just the beginning.”