The red smoke envelopes around the track team as they cluster closer together. Brett notices it first, "holy shit this feels good!" he says as the smoke starts to work its way around his ankles and up his naked body.
“Oh fuck I think I'm growing," Antonio said in excitement.
Carl felt it too. He felt what was not only an integration of this steam, but a new feeling of confidence, not of fear but of life, of power. Yes, the power, “power,” he said, “it's fucking power.”
The smoke climbed over their naked bodies and. Looking down it was exactly what Brett wanted. Whatever was happening to him was what he wanted. He wanted to be naked, he wanted to be fully available and exposed for the powers he was about to gain. He felt the simoke moving both forward and backwards, dissolving his underwear by his feet. The last of the threads dissolved. Looking over at his friends he noticed their own smiles as their briefs dissolved away. “Heh,” Mike said, smiling, “it's happening boys.”
The smoke continued to climb up their torsos, over their chests and heads, Mike looked around and noticed his friends covered in pure power.
Carl grabbed his buddies' shoulders and the cloud climbed into the orifices of his body and integrated itself. “HA! Can you feel it?” He asked, loudly, “oh god I can feel myself, changing...oh yes, I'm growing!” He knocked his waist forward, wagging his growing dick as the cloud climbed into his ass and penis.
Though the other guys weren't saying anything, their bodies were indeed changing. Brett could feel the steam seep through his ass and climb up his dick, causing both to grow and lock in. His knees buckled slightly as he let out a “ahh” in ecstasy. His cock grew low and plump while his balls went into overtime production, growing them large and pronounced. His ass locked in and grew out to a sharp bubble butt before the muscle climbed its way down to his quads, creating layers upon layers of muscle. The sinew reached down to his calves and bulked them up as well, before growing an extra layer of hair down and up his legs and package.
Tyler started laughing as the power enveloped his upper body, increasing the weight and growth of the sinew across him. His height also increased, going from his normal 5'6 to a bulked 6'1, matching the height of his buddies. His tan skin grew out to hold in the muscle duplicating itself over his body. His pecs hardened and pulled up on his chest.
Brett gained control of his evolving body and turned to his friends in the transformation. Crossing his arms, what felt to him like a simple flex was in fact new layers of sinew bulking his biceps as they snaked down his arms and onto his hands. He snapped his back and looked over his shoulder and watched it grow out as new layers of muscle he didn't even know exist envelop over his back, spreading out across his body. He let out a chuckle as he saw his buddies reveling in their own bodies, becoming highly fit and muscular gods. Carl's six-pack locked in and chiseled out, creating fine and discrete contours and they pulled up his rectus creating a cut V across his abs to his thighs. Although happy with the muscular changes his body was going through. Brett felt something else coming onto him and his friends that moved beyond the physical. As electric bolts of power formed within the clouds, he told his friends to “brace yourselves, the best part is yet to come.”
“How could things get any better than this!?” Mike asked, admiring his still-growing body, “look at us, we're fucking beasts!” But at that moment the electric bolts hit the men sharply over their bodies, covering them in electricity. “Oh fuck YEA!” Antonio shouted, surprised and pleased, “Yes! This...is it...” he said, trying to maintain himself as the electric power seized his newly formed naked and muscular body, “this is what I want.”
“Ohhh yea!!” Carl shouted, his voice deepening as the powers integrated into him, “god I can feel it. I can feel the powers, the powers! Hahahah!”
The naked men were transforming out of humanity, they were becoming something else, something beyond human. Something better. Something power. They were becoming the power that was surrounding them. They were power.
Brett could feel it integrate into his mind as he relished in the transformation. From this point in his life he felt freer and more in control than he ever could have as a human. The guys were beginning to forget what it was like to be human at all, making room in their minds instead for the powers of superhumans, super soldiers, even gods that they were becoming.
“Yes! YEEEEESSSSSSSSS!” they shouted, voices becoming deeper with each second. “AH HAHAHA!” As the changes continued, Brett could feel himself gaining the supernatural powers of transformation, immorality, the power to control other people and read their minds. The power to morph and posses, the control and destroy, to bring to life, to rule and to command. He took a breath and realized he no longer needed to breathe. He closed his eyes and realized he no longer needed to see. He could feel and sense in perceptions beyond any living creature. He had become something else as his body no longer existed as primitive human tissue and organs, but through metamorphosis became perfect instruments, perfect weapons to hold and become reservoirs for the powers he was receiving. His quads were no longer made of massive amounts of sinew and muscle, but, along with the rest of his body, transformed beyond biology to hold and use the supernatural abilities he now owned. Bestowed with the thoughts of these powers, and the enlightenment received because of them, the men set their posture to one of authority and might. They were transformed. They were power. They were beyond anything they could have imagined. The last of the steam seeped into their bodies and disappeared.
For all the masculinity and pure will Brett possessed, and he loved it, it was the powers within that were more enticing to him. "This is fucking amazing!" Brett says, before realizing he doesn't need to talk, he can use his mind to communicate with his friends, and at speeds far faster than he ever could as a human. He bent his knees before propelling himself 30 feet into the air, softly landing on his feet as if nothing had happened. "Holy shit, we can do anything!"
Antionio lifts his naked body into the air, levitating before flying around his teammates, faster and faster. Carl, wanting to get in on the game, stretches his arm and catches Antionio before throwing him against a nearby pine tree, shattering the tree into mulch and leaving Antonio unscathed.
"YEAH!" they all shout, incredibly excited about their newgained powers. "What the hell do we do now?" Brett asks.