“Time to get cleaned up boy.” Adam heard as cold water was poured over his heard.
Jumping up from where he was laying in some hay, confused and cold from the water, Adam exclaimed, “What the hell is going on?” His deep voice thundering out as he looked down and around at the two men standing nearby, one with an empty bucket in hand.
“Like I said, it’s time to get cleaned up. Can’t have you looking like a caveman.”
With his brain finally catching up with his surroundings, Adam angrily asked, “Why the fuck do you want me to get cleaned up when you haven’t in the past six months?”
Not giving Adam an answer, the men grabbed him and took him to the nearest bathroom. While Adam was both worried and confused, he was not about to pass up the chance to actually clean his body. Stepping under the hot water, Adam just stood there watching as layers of dirt and grime were removed from his body.
Not keeping track of how long he stood under the water, Adam looked around and found that someone had left various bathroom products on a convenient shelf. Grabbing the soap and washcloth, Adam began to vigorously scrub the last few layers of sweat and muck until he was almost rubbing his skin raw.
While Adam had been able to keep his hair short, thanks to scissors he had to use when working, Adam was quickly about to use the shampoo to clean his hair. And with a razor at hand, Adam was able to trim his beard down to a somewhat manageable length, though he wished that he could cut it closer to his face.
What Adam had not noticed throughout this whole process was the differences that his body had undergone in the recent months. When Adam had been first changed, he had grown to be a little of six feet tall. Now he stood at seven feet and seven inches. His feet were now a size nineteen, and he had gained an additional fifty pounds of muscle. Since there wasn’t any fat to be found on his body, most people would think he was a strongman for the circus.
Stepping out from under the shower head, Adam found a clean pair of jeans, t-shirt, button-down long-sleeve shirt, socks, cowboy boots and thick leather belt. Adam, with a pray of thanks, put on the clothes. Walking back into the bathroom, he wiped down the mirror so he could he is reflection.
Staring back at Adam was a very tall, very muscular man, who looked to be around thirty years old, whom exude masculinity. Having bathed, Adam would even say that he was very handsome, only cared by the way his hair and beard were cut.
Adam finished examining himself, and then headed over to the two men that had dumped that water to wake him. “So why am I suddenly being treated like an actual human being?”
“Your probationary period is over.” Smiling upon seeing the scowl on Adam’s face, “We all had to go through it lad. Almost every person here was either born into our group or transformed by the old lady. In a few years, you’ll get the to leave; unfortunately, she won’t change you back.”
“So I’m suck like this forever? Even if I wanted to leave, I would I make it in the world?”
“Don’t worry lad. We’ve got another job for you to do now, and as a treat, the old lady is letting us take you into the local town for the day. As long as you don’t try to run.”
“Really?” Adam asked perking up at the idea of leaving, even if it was only for a day.
“Sure. We need to get you a decent haircut and some more clothes. Your clothes look like they are about to tare at the seams.” The man was not joking. Even though Adam’s new clothes fit, they did not leave anything to the imagination.
“Finally, since you have already had your cherry popped,” the man continued, laughing when he saw Adam blush, “we thought you might like to see what else you can do for fun now that you are an adult.”