His body was warm and stiff. He was covered head to toe in heavy, golden caramel. His pleas were muffled by the thick sweet and his movements were slowed. He felt himself being forced onto his knees, his arms held up to his sides. His muscles ached at the caramel worked them. His sides burned as he felt pressure move through them.
Dean's caramel coated body was kneeling in the sunlight. His raised arms started changing. His forearm grew out, lengthening to long, thin arms. His fingers merged together as they grew longer. The caramel around his fingers started to darken. The went from golden yellow to a dark, ebony black. He had three, sleek, black claws in place of his hands.
His biceps bulged, becoming rounder and thicker. A thick, black strip encircled his biceps. The same lines formed down his shins, which lengthened and deflated. They got thinner, and bonier while his thins got bigger and muscular.
'what's happening to me?' Dean thought in his head. 'So hot...everything...going numb...My body feels weird...I...I can't...' His mind blurred. It suddenly flared in pain as he felt something growing down in his backside. 'argh! what's happening...my ass hurts!'
Dean slowly bent foreward as the pain increased. Caramel swirled on his tail bone. It suddenly bubbled and ballooned outward. Dean's muffled screams/moan could be heard through out the kitchen, despite his 10 inch stature. The caramel bubble became thick as a strange, cream filled it. The bubble then reshaped itself into a nice, oval shape and a black needle formed out of it. black strips formed around the oval sticking out of Dean's ass.
'What just happened?' Dean asked himself, being unable to see anything. His vision suddenly started to blur into existence as small, goggle like featured formed around his eyes. He could now see crystal clear. He saw that he was alone, but couldn't move his head to see anything else. 'Where did all those bee freaks go?'
Dean shut his eyes as he felt his waist thinning and his chest became hulkier. His stomach ached and the caramel around it became ebony black, just like his arms and feet. His abs became hard as stone as they went from being a mere fore pack to thick, handsome six packs. Dean's neck grew as it gained a black strip around it and his face became thinner, his chin growing out a bit. His short, spiky hard became flat and matted against his head as caramel grew out, forming antenea like appendages.
Finally, the caramel bubbled out on his back, forming a pair of clear like wings. Dean panted, feeling tired and drained. 'This has got to be a dream...it has to be...'
The caramel harden and turned from a sweet goo to a strong, hard exoskeleton. Dean suddenly felt himself regain control of his muscle and stood up. He flew ins arms and looked down at himself. He noted his once exposed cock was now sealed inside a smooth, black mound.
'It's got to be a dream...please let it be a dream...' Dean begged as he fought the tears.