Johnny didn't know it but he was being watched by a large number of old ghosts who were enjoying themselves while they transformed his body little by little according to their whims and fun. They did not care about the boy's safety, for them there was no danger because they stopped fearing death a long time ago. They were just looking for some entertainment in their eternal existences even if it cost a child's life or soul.
Johnny had emerged from the mysterious water and as he walked disoriented in the darkness, his adult body became more robust. It was as if his muscles were absorbing the water and getting bigger. Johnny's biceps now looked like bowling balls, his pecs were like two stone tablets, and his abs still stood out against the thick hair that covered them. Johnny felt a little different but he couldn't tell in the dark.
"My turn!" One of the ghosts shouted as he stood in front of the others. He was preparing a new transformation for the boy who now looked like a professional bodybuilder. The ghost released a large number of spectral bats from his mouth that flew in Johnny's direction. He couldn't see them, but he could hear the flapping of their wings approaching him. Panic quickly invaded his body and he began to run in the opposite direction.
As Johnny ran, he noticed that he felt heavier, each step he took was harder to take and despite having more energy, after a while he was already completely tired. He wasn't used to being so heavy, so it was to be expected that this would happen to him. It didn't take long for the bats to arrive and start flying around him, biting Johnny as if they were very hungry.
Johnny screamed in pain as his body was attacked by the animals. He didn't realize it but while they were biting him his vitality was being sucked away. The vigorous appearance of his twenties years was disappearing as he matured into his thirties, and quickly into his forties. His skin became rougher and coarser, his voice became deeper, and his energy was fading. If he stayed any longer those animals would suck all the life out of him.
Johnny glimpsed a small light behind a wall and as he approached he found a torch. He took it and scared away the bats with it. When they all disappeared, Johnny sighed in relief and sat on the ground to breathe. He didn't know it but the animals had stolen 16 years of his life and now Johnny looked like a 40 year old man. Fortunately, his bodybuilder's body was still preserved. However, the biggest changes were in his hair.
The amount of hair on his body had increased drastically. His nipples were previously visible and were now hidden by a dense carpet of curly hairs that also hid his abs. The bushes in his armpits were so dense that they protruded even when his arms were down. The hair on his arms and legs had increased until it reached his feet and hands. His pubic hair had even expanded so much that it covered part of his thighs.
Still, the most significant thing was that his hair had spread in places where there was no hair before. His shoulders were now hairy, his back was covered in a rug almost as dense as his chest, and his butt had so much hair that it seemed to have changed color, especially around his anus. Some hairs on his body had acquired a silver color that mixed with black, and some others were already completely white.
Johnny couldn't believe it, he was totally unrecognizable compared to how he looked when he entered the mansion. He was astounded and somewhat disgusted at the large amount of hair and muscle that covered him. But it wasn't until he touched his head that his greatest fear of him came true. Despite feeling a long, thick beard around his face, as he moved his hands upward, he noticed that his scalp was completely devoid of hair.
"I'm bald!" Johnny screamed in shock as he desperately tried to find some hair on his skull. He didn't care that his voice was now so deep that it was scary even for the ghosts. He didn't find a single hair up there. Johnny screamed to vent his frustration and the ghosts ran out of there in terror. It was every teenager's worst nightmare, realizing that he would be bald for the rest of his days.
Spanish ver.:
Johnny no lo sabía pero estaba siendo observado por una gran cantidad de viejos espectros que estaban disfrutando mientras transformaban su cuerpo poco a poco según sus caprichos y diversión. No les importaba la seguridad del muchacho, para ellos no existía el peligro porque hace mucho que dejaron de temerle a la muerte. Ellos sólo buscaban algo de entretenimiento en sus eternas existencias aún si eso le costaba la vida o el alma a un niño.
Johnny había salido del agua misteriosa y mientras caminaba desorientado en la oscuridad, su cuerpo de adulto se volvía más robusto. Era como si sus músculos estuviesen absorbiendo el agua y se hicieran más grandes. Los biceps de Johnny ahora se veían como bolas de boliche, sus pectorales eran como dos tablillas de piedra y sus abdominales resaltaban aún sobre el denso pelo que los cubrían. Johnny se sentía un poco diferente pero no podía notarlo en la oscuridad.
"Mi turno!" Grito uno de los espectros mientras se ponía al frente de los demás. Estaba preparando una nueva transformación para el chico que ahora lucía como un culturista profesional. El fantasma soltó una gran cantidad de murciélagos espectrales de su boca que volaron en dirección a Johnny. Él no podía verlos, pero podía escuchar sus aleteos acercándose a él. El pánico rápidamente invadió su cuerpo y comenzó a correr en dirección contraria.
Mientras Johnny corría, él se percató de que se sentía más pesado, cada paso que daba era más difícil de dar y a pesar de tener más energía, tras un rato ya estaba completamente cansado. Él no estaba acostumbrado a ser tan pesado, por lo que era de esperar que le sucediera aquello. Los murciélagos no tardaron en llegar y comenzar a volar a su alrededor, mordiendo a Johnny como si estuviesen muy hambrientos.
Johnny gritó de dolor mientras su cuerpo era atacado por los animales. Él no se percataba pero mientras lo iban mordiendo su vitalidad estaba siendo succionada. Su aspecto vigoroso de viente y tantos años estaba desapareciendo mientras madura a sus treinta, y rápidamente a sus cuarenta años. Su piel se volvía más áspera y tosca, su voz se volvía más grave y su energía se iba extinguiendo. Si permanecía más tiempo esos animales succionarían toda su vida.
Johnny vislumbró una pequeña luz detrás de una pared y al acercarse encontró una antorcha. La tomó y ahuyentó a los murciélagos con ella. Cuando todos ellos se esfumaron, Johnny suspiró aliviado y se sentó en suelo para respirar. Él no lo sabía pero los animales habían robado 16 años de su vida y ahora Johnny tenía el aspecto de un hombre de 40 años. Afortunadamente su cuerpo de culturista se seguía conservando. Sin embargo, los mayores cambios eran en su pelo.
La cantidad de vello en su cuerpo había aumentado drásticamente. Sus pezones antes eran visibles y ahora estaban ocultos por una densa alfombra de pelos rizados que también ocultaban sus abdominales. Los arbustos en sus axilas eran tan densos que sobresalían aún cuando él tenía los brazos abajo. El vello de sus brazos y piernas había aumentado hasta alcanzar sus pies y manos. Incluso, su vello púbico se había expandido tanto que cubría parte de sus muslos.
Aún así, lo más significativo era que el vello de había extendido por lugares donde no había pelo antes. Sus hombros ahora eran velludos, su espalda estaba cubierta por una alfombra casi tan densa como la de su pecho y su culo tenía tanto pelo que parecía haber cambiado de color, especialmente alrededor de su ano. Algunos pelos en su cuerpo habían adquirido un color plateado que se mezclaban con el negro, y algunos otros ya eran completamente blancos.
Johnny no lo podía creer, él era totalmente irreconocible comparado con como él se veía al entrar en la mansión. Veía sorprendido y algo disgustado la gran cantidad de pelo y músculo que le cubría. Pero no fue hasta que tocó su cabeza cuando su mayor temor de volvió realidad. A pesar de sentir una larga y densa barba alrededor de su rostro, al mover sus manos hacia arriba, él notó que su cuero cabelludo estaba completamente desprovisto de pelo.
"Estoy calvo!" Johnny gritó atemorizado mientras trataba desesperadamente de encontrar algo de cabello en su cráneo. No le importaba que su voz ahora era tan profunda que daba miedo incluso a los espectros. Él no encontró un sólo pelo ahí arriba. Johnny gritó para desahogar su frustración y los espectros salieron despavoridos de ahí. Era la peor pesadilla de todo adolescente, darse cuenta que sería calvo él resto de sus días.