"Zat zhould put zum meat on ya!" the scientist said after injecting Dan.
"Meat on me?" Dan asked looking down at his crotch and wondering.
He didn't have to wonder long. His stomach rumbled ominously then his belly exploded out over his thighs. He
couldn't see his crotch any more. His thighs and buttocks swelled, and the stool he was sitting on vanished
beneath his growing girth.
"What the?"
"Nanobotz," said the scientist wheeling a wheelbarrow full of fruits and vegetables toward Dan. His belly
literally leaped at the food, and it was absorbed directly into him. For that matter so was the entire
wheelbarrow. Dan staggered under his new weight. He had to be at least 400 lbs. He burped as the PDA in the
scientist's hand chimed.
The scientist stepped forward, checked the app monitoring the nanobots one more time, then handed Dan a white
piece of cloth.
"What's this?"
"Zumo rastler loin clot," said the scientist.
"How do I put it on? And do you have any more food? I'm kind of hungry?"
The scientist rolled his eyes, "How zhould I know? I make der formulae, ya figer outz how to dresz yourzelf!"
He stormed off. Another agent entered.
"Cadet Imaro Suzuki, Sir," said the young cadet saluting. All cadets wore pale grey uniforms, "Let me help
you with your fundoshi."
Dan cringed as the stranger proceeded to wrap him in the white cloth like a swaddled baby.
"There not too tight I hope," the cadet said, "Now if you follow me they are waiting for us in the briefing
room. How's your Japanese?"
"Arigato?" Dan replied.
The cadet laughed and led him out of the door and down a long corridor.