Damage Control

Doctor Meyers considered the reasons of his assignment to this mission; it was not because of his excellent background in Biohazard researches, not even for his many published papers in prestigious Medicine publications – he was needed because they knew about his skills as a double graduated in Medicine and Psychology – The agency found out he had also published many papers about the treatment of psychological problems during adolescence, in fact he had even worked as School Counselor during his graduation – “What the heck would they want with that?” – he thought as the jet finally landed after three hours of flight. Scott Meyers is a 32 year old Doctor who works for the US Army, one of the most brilliant doctors with specialty in Biohazard incidents damage control – he was working on the research and neutralization of the chemical weaponry when he was suddenly called to work for the CIA – a very uncommon situation given the behavior of those so highly regarded American institutions.

The fact is the agency wanted him, and the Army couldn’t refuse his assignment, no matter how important his work was. It didn’t please Dr. Meyers leaving his research to clean after some secret agent, but he couldn’t deny collaborating.

“Welcome Doctor Meyers! My name is Hugh Stevens and these are Roger Fielding and Dennis Talbot!” The middle aged bald man shook his hand as well as the other men he introduced – “Please call me Scott! Nice to meet you!”

They drove Meyers to some facility near the airbase he landed.

“Dr. Meyers, you were highly recommended to us, because of your professional success and academic excellence” The Fielding guy said with a serious tone.

“Gentlemen, I am here to help anyway I can, but I’d like to know why you truly needed me!” Scott said looking at Hugh’s round face.

“Scott, we have a very delicate situation here – three weeks ago there has been an incident in one of the NASA facilities during a public visitation, and three civilians were victimized.”

“What kind of incident?”

“An explosion occurred in lab number 7, an area prohibited for visitation. WE have already ran the damage control procedure in the media, and the real accident proportions were not revealed in order to prevent commotion…”

“How could it affect the civilians?”

“The surveillance cameras showed that they broke into the area…”

“Terrorists?” Scott asked a little more excited.

“Worst! Teenagers!” Hugh said with a smile in his face.


“It was a High School visit, the kids were there to see some routines of the astronauts training, you know the usual stuff. But a bunch of them sneaked to this area and broke into the lab 7 soon the smoke alarm went on. Before the local security could do anything, the whole area exploded” Hugh showed the pictures of the explosion.

“The kids, are they dead?” Scott asked with a sudden pity feeling.

“Scott, would you really think that we flew you all the way to here, if those kids simply died?” The Talbot guy said in a joking tone.

“What you mean?”

“The lab 7 area realized many of the researches we do out there in the space! Most of them can only be performed in zero gravity as you know, the material was kept in that place…”

“Most of those research cultures are highly dangerous viruses!” Scott said terrified “Was there any kind of contamination? The other students, the people from the base?”

“According to our last check, they were complete free from any contamination, the only afflicted ones were the kids who actually entered the lab 7” Roger said trying to calm down the doctor.

“So, why do you need me anyway?” Scott said impatiently.

“Dr. Meyers, as a doctor you know that the human organism suffers a significant loss in muscular mass out there in space, because of the lack of gravity, their muscle fibers are not properly worked, not even with the exercise routine the astronauts realize. Such condition is one of the obstacles of further crewed Space mission to Mars, for instance.” Talbot said in a more polite manner.

“But the loss of muscular mass is quickly recovered after the subjects return to our environment!” Scott pondered right away.

“Correct! That was the main research going on lab 7. The scientists were studying the behavior of the muscle fibers colleted from the astronauts before they are sent to the mission, those collected right after they returned, and samples collected each day until the subjected recovers his pervious muscle mass.”

Roger showed Scott some the project paperwork and he quickly overlooked at them.

“The scientists realized that, in order to make the muscle fibers regain the loss size, a still unknown substance was the responsible for the recovery.”

“Such unknown substance was never reported in any medical work before and we believe it only is produced under severe conditions like the lack of gravity – the fact is that this substance we called Muscle Hypertrophy Key, MHK, wasn’t found in either the cells before the launch and those after his immediate landing. Although it was found in large amounts on the samples of the very next days after landing, but that amount diminishes after a certain point, near to the individual previous condition until it is not found on the samples after the recovery…”

“You mean they were able to find the key to the muscle recovery.”

“At the beginning, yes, but they went further! Studying the hormonal activities of the subjects they were able to isolate the exact gland which produced the MHK, the supra renal. With that in hand, they could work in the gene which controlled the supra renal glands to find out which was the genetic code which stated the MHK production.”

“This way, the astronauts could stay longer periods in space without the menace of a failure caused by extreme muscle loss!” Scott concluded in a brilliant manner.

“Precisely, my dear colleague” Talbot saluted Scott “As the head researcher of this project, you can imagine how frustrated I was when those kids destroyed the work of my life!”

“Anyway, they came up with the idea of producing MHK in transgenic micro organisms, which contained the gene of the supra renal gland activities” Roger explained.

“To reach such goal, we need highly controlled condition. That’s why I asked to isolate the Lab 7 area, but I wasn’t heard.”

“It doesn’t help now, Dennis!” Hugh looked at him coldly.

“The lab 7 contained the MHK production center, many cultures with the transgenic micro organisms which produced large amounts of MHK per day…”

“Could those organisms survive after the explosion?” Scott asked in anticipation.

“We didn’t think so, until two weeks ago” Hugh approached Scott and showed him the pictures of three male teenagers.

“These are the kids who were caught in the explosion – Shawn Mc. Intyre 16 y.o, Caucasian, 5’6” 135 pounds; Damon Campbell – 17 y.o. African-American 5’9” 147 pounds and Charles Wong, Chinese-American, 16 y.o. 5’4” 130 pounds.”

Scott looked at the pictures, he recognized them from the last news headlines.

“Those are the kids who supposedly shot their classmates, and killed themselves? It happened last week!” Scott was terrified he never expected to see this. “But if it happened last week you said the explosion happened three weeks ago!”

Hugh stood up and arranged his tie – “I told you we ran damage control! We made the whole thing up, don’t ask me how, believe me that’s better for you, and I think I don’t need to warn you about this top secret information!”

“You’ve forged those kid’s death! You’ve given their parents some corpses saying it was their sons? It’s disgusting!” Scott looked at the men in his front and wanted to get out there a.s.a.p.

“That’s where you enter, Mr. Meyers. Roger said seriously – “We need you to be our spokesman to those kids!”

“WHAT? I don’t practice Psychology for many years now!”

“But we can trust you, Dr. Meyers. This is a joint operation from the Army and the CIA, you now work for both of them. You were assigned because of your skills as a doctor and especially as a psychologist. You’ll be working with those kids, know them, be their friend and especially earn their trust.” Hugh said harshly.

“WHY? What’s the interest in those kids?”

Hugh smiled – “Now, you’re talking! Please come with us!” Hugh leaded him to another room with a bunch of monitor, and other medical stuff.

“We follow the boys daily activities from here!” Roger said pointing at the TV monitors.

“Doctor Meyers, I’ll show you classified information, these are the pictures of the victims right after we’ve rescued them from the explosion.”

Scott was a doctor, and an experienced one, but even so it hurt to see how hurt those kids were, their bodies were completely burnt, and their face were hideous. He wanted to get out of there, so badly.

“We thought they wouldn’t last one night, but we were wrong!” Roger showed clicked a remote and a film showed the three kids completely healed, and perfectly healthy.

“You’ve realized those kids showed absolute no sign of physical excellence, they were perfect examples of the “nerd” guys! Their bodies couldn’t resist such strong explosion, but yet, they managed! ALL of them! That what started our suspicious…”

“I don’t understand, when were those pictures taken?”

“They were taken in the very next morning after their tragic experience!” Hugh said looking right into Scott’s shocked face.

“Impossible? I don’t think so, doctor!” Talbot spoke with a proud look in his face. “Those kids were completely drenched, soaked, covered and exposed into the MHK culture researches. Their organisms, some how, managed to absorb the transgenic micro organisms and not just that! According to our analysis they are living in symbiosis with their human hosts”

“You mean…” Scott said in awe

“Look at our wonder boys now, Scott!” Hugh said and pointed to the monitor.

Scott saw but he didn’t believe his eyes.

There he could see the boys, he recognized the faces, but they were so different from their previous state!”

“Subject number 01 – Shawn Mc. Intyre, from his previous stats he grew to 6’7” 315 pounds, his body fat percentage is only 1% and his muscle mass corresponds to 73 percent of his total bodyweight.

Shawn was so much bigger than his picture look. His very pale complexion remained that way, his freckled face and shoulders, but much wider shoulders now, nearly at 3 feet wide. His light chestnut hair, thin and old fashioned combed now was longer, way down his ears almost reaching his incredible traps.”

“Shawn was the first one to show the signs of his fast recovery. He walked in the middle of night asking for his parents and friends.” Talbot said looking at his clipboard.

“Subject number 02 is Damon Campbell. He grew to 6’10” 348 pounds, his body fat percentage read 0.8% and his muscle mass represents 75% of his bodyweight. Damon has showed signs that their growth may be not done yet, just last morning his bodyweight was actually three pounds lighter than Shawn’s, but it just changed dramatically as you can see.” Talbot smiled and returned to his clipboard.

Scott saw a beautiful black man, his chocolate skin, shone with power and vigor, his veiny arms and the rugged expression on his face, his walk was so intimidating and at the same time, sexy. But Meyers quickly changed his thought, it wasn’t the time, really!

“Subject number three, Charles Wong, son of an interracial marriage, he was the one who showed a better response to the MHK, initially the smallest boy, Charlie grew to impressive 7’3” frame and his bodyweight read 387 pounds this morning. We are still expecting to his daily changing.

“The Doctor was amazed to see such power in just one man, or boy! The body of Charlie showed so much muscle mass, he never saw in his years working at the army. No soldier could ever match the kid’s size! His face was calm and peaceful and it really contrasted to his impressive muscular body!”

“You mean they keep growing everyday? Since when?” Scott asked intrigued.

“We start tracking their stats after ten days they were brought in here. We noticed their enlargement and started studying their development. It was very little at the beginning, but each day it increases noticeably!” Talbot replied with a glint in his eyes!”

“What are you intending to do with them?” Scot asked alarmed.

“Nothing, Scott! We want you to be their friend! Ever since they noticed their growth, they are freaked, scared about what might help to them, we only want you to comfort them and bring back their emotional stability!” Hugh said more friendly.

“Mr. Stevens, those boys suffered a tragic experience, and they are separated from their families, their beloved ones, how you expected they would react?”

“We believe it was the better way, Scott, no one would understand it! We are keeping them isolated from each other!”

“WHAT? ARE YOU INSANE? Each one thinks the others are dead? You have any idea how much pain are you causing them?”

“Dr. Meyers, we called you here because of your psychological expertise, but I guess you are more concerned with minor aspects…” Talbot said in a provoking manner.

“Listen, I am a doctor! I have very few experience in the psychological area, and you expect me to handle such fragile situation?” Scott ignored Talbot.

“Don’t you wanna help those kids?” Roger asked trying to calm down the doctor.

“Yes, yes I do, but I don’t think…”

“We know you can, Scott! It’s difficult we know that, but you, as a psychologist and a doctor have far more skills to achieve success! Roger smiled and looked at Talbot.

“Dennis is just a little jealous because he was against your assignment, but Hugh and me we are sure you the solution to those kids problems.!”

Scott was finally convinced - “When can I talk to them?”

“Like I said, they still don’t know about the others, you’ll have to talk to each one in separate, then depending on their behavior, we can consider reuniting them…” Hugh answered in his formal way.

Scott needed some time to prepare himself. He was given a lot of reports on the kids growth, personalities, behavior, and everything he thought at the moment. He spent the whole afternoon reading the files and trying to figure each ones characters before he talked to them. It should be so hard on them, their tragic experience, the fact they were away from their families, it had a serious effect on them…

The reports showed that Shawn was scared about the whole thing, he had anxiety crisis and even though he didn’t show any signs of asthma, he kept asked for his medicine pump every time he gets nervous.

Damon, on the other side, became very aggressive to the medical staff which treats him. He had broken a few officers arms, tried to attack Dr. Talbot for no apparent reason.

Charlie, for his turn, was just apathetic, showing absolute no response ton any of the questions or attempts to start a conversation, he didn’t talk, he just stayed there growing freakier, everyday!

The tiny room was very cold due to the air conditioning, but Scott was sweating because of his own anxiety. He still wasn’t sure about the way he had to follow with each kid, but the supervisors wanted him to start that very same day – “Why being so rush?” Scott considered as he was informed that Shawn was being brought to see him.

The door opened and two soldiers entered and stood by the door followed by a huge figure who surely made them look puny. He wore some kind of baggy uniform, and his hands were tied. Shawn’s hair was longer than the picture, and wet, but his face was scared, he kept looking to the sides, his breath was heavy and difficult.

“You can release them now, soldiers, I’ll assume from here, and please leave us alone!” The soldiers refused at first, but then Hugh’s voice at the intercoms convinced them.

Shawn was released, but he remained nervous. Scott stood up and went near him, realizing that his 5’10” height only reached a little nipple height. The big kid was shaking so nervous he was. Scott touched his shoulder and Shawn almost hit him in the face!”

“H-hey! That’s OK, Shawn! I am here to help you! My name is Scott Meyers!” Scott offered his hand and Shawn hesitated, but then he shook timidly but the doctor never had his hands shook so hard before!

“I am glad to meet you, Shawn!” Scott said offering a seat. The huge teenager accepted, but he kept looking everywhere.

“It’s alright Shawn, we are alone!” Scott commented as he take his own seat.

“No we are not, they keep watching on us there are hidden cameras!” Shawn replied whispering. Although the doctor knew the kid was probably right, he tried to drag the kid’s mind to this subject.

“Look, Shawn, you have nothing to hide, do you? So let’s just talk, there’s nothing wrong about talking!” Scott relaxed trying to get his patient more comfortable.

“Why you wanna talk to me?” the kid asked barely noticing his enormous hands shaking. Scot smiled and noticed the kid had already get off guard.

“I know you are afraid because of what happened in the Lab 7, the accident, your unexplainable surviving, and mostly your continuous growth!” Scott spilled it out at once trying his shocking approach.

Shawn got quiet, he only nodded his head, looked at Scott and put his enormous hand on the table!

“I am so freaked out! We didn’t want to go in there, but those bastards forced us! Damn Jake Powers, he and his bullies, they forced us to enter the lab and get some stuff for him, but when we realized they had locked us inside!”

“Do you know how did the explosion occurred?”

“All I know is that Damon got so furious, he threw some tubes against a huge glassed wall, the next thing I know I was lying in a bed in this place!” Scott almost guessed his next question – “Doctor, can you please tell me why are they keeping me in here? And what about my friends? And my family? Why they don’t let me talk to my family?” Shawn finally burst into tears. Scott was prepared for that.

“Shawn, we are just checking everything before we can let you go home! You’ve had a near death experience! That explosion could have killed you, and unfortunately there were many chemicals in the laboratory, we gotta be sure if you perfectly healthy to return to your family!” Scott comforted him and kept going “Did you notice how much you have grown the last couple of days? I am sure you’ve been aware of this situation?”

“That’s what freaks me the most, doc!” Shawn lifted his head – “All my life I’ve been skinny and short. I’ve never been to any gym, because of my asthma, but now after the accident I am blowing in size and muscles! I mean look at this!”

Shawn stood up and flexed his 26 inches guns, then he opened his uniform and flexed his 63” chest – “I’ve never seen anyone with muscles like mine, have you? Not even Arnold had those guns when he competed!” Shawn went back to his chair.

Scott couldn’t help but having a hard on right there, he crossed his legs and tried to focus in something else.

“You keep growing every day?”

“Yes, doc, I’ve just had my daily spurt, according to their measures I’ve put on another 20 pounds and grown two inches taller.” Shawn said with a sad look.

“You don’t like being so huge?” Scott asked more intrigued.

“No, it’s not that! I mean it’s spooky! What if someday, I just blow up?” Shawn asked alarmed. Scott smiled and comforted him “I am sure it’s not gonna happen.”

Dr. Meyers decided it was about time to reveal his patient the cause of his daily growth spurts. He spent the next hour talking to him and explaining each detail he was allowed to know and since Shawn was a brilliant young fellow he could keep up with Scott’s technical information all the time.

“You mean, I am now hosting a colony of transgenic micro organisms which produce that MHK thing and that what’s making me grow?” Shawn concluded.

“Very nice, young Shawn, you could understand it all!” Scott complimented the kid.

“Thanks, I was the president of the science club back at school!” Shawn replied, but his face frowned right after that “My friends were the other two members though! We weren’t very popular as you can realize! Those bullies from the wrestling team always picked on us!” Shawn commented remembering of his supposed lost friends.

Scott wanted to tell him that Damon and Charlie were better than ever just like they’ve never been in their whole life, but he was not allowed to do so, at least not now! The doctor went near the huge kid.

“Listen, Shawn, I am here to help you okay, I want you to count on me! We’ll be talking now everyday, you can share with me any frustration, anxiety, anything, okay?”

“It was nice talking to you, doc!” Shawn shook his hand even harder than he did before, but Scott really loved it.

When the kid was finally taken back to his room, Scott talked to Hugh on the phone.

“You’ve done a great job with Shawn, Dr. Meyers! Although we didn’t like that you’ve told him about the MHK!”

“I needed to, he was afraid of his own body, he is a science kid, if he is given the proper information, he’ll be more calm, he needs to know exactly about his situation, otherwise he’ll just freak out!” Scott explained in more simple words to his supervisor.

“Anyway, the next guy is sure trouble! Damon had been aggressive to every one who tries closer contact! Good luck with him!” Hugh said in a joking tone.

The door opened once more and this time, the guards were even bigger, but even so they were struggling against a HUGE man easily overpowering them.

“LET ME GO YOUR MOHERFUCKERS! I’LL KICK YOUR ASS!” Damon cursed as the guards finally brought him inside. They even threatened him with a stun gun, but Scott stopped them.

“WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE? HE’S A KID FOR HEAVEN’S SAKE YOU WON’T USE THIS ON HIM! NOW GET OUT HERE!” Scott yelled furiously. Even Damon was impressed to his reaction. The guards obeyed and soon Damon was sat in front of him. He looked gargantuan, even bigger than Shawn. He had those dreadlocks on his hair, it was kind of messy, but even so it looked pretty cool on him. But his face wasn’t as colorful as his hairdo. He looked seriously at Scott, who recomposed himself and sat down.

“So, Damon, how are you feeling today? Have you had your growth spurt today?” Scott asked curious to know more about those musclebound teenagers.

“Why do you fucking care?” Damon answered in his aggressive tone, but Scott knew he would react that way.

“Because I am here to make sure you are being treated nicely, if they are not abusing of you!” Scott looked more serious.

“Well, they’ve locked my hands! So much for your nice treatment, huh?” Damon lifted his enormous arms and showed his situation.

“They were afraid you could hurt me, should I be afraid of you too?”

“Why not? Have you seen me lately? I could break you like a tweed!” Damon flexed his tied arms and his guns bulged with power and strength, his 29 inches guns were peaking massively huge underneath his uniform.

“Well, I know you are not that kind of people! You’re not like Jake Powers and his gang!” Scott fired knowing exactly where he wanted to shot.

“You know about him?” Damon asked a little less aggressive.

“We know he was the responsible for you and your friends being at the alb when the explosion happened!” Scott comforted the huge black kid. “It was very quick, wasn’t it?”

“Yeah, that bastard locked us inside, and I got so mad, I just lost control, he picked on us ever since elementary school! We were having so much fun, but he had to ruin everything! I got so mad! I threw some tubes which were on the table and then… OH GOD I KILLED MY BEST FRIENDS!” Damon cried as a little child, sobbing and regretting for his raging control which apparently caused the explosion.

“Damon, it was an accident, we know you didn’t intend to blow of the laboratory, but the fact is you were exposed to very peculiar products and chemicals.

“Is that why I am growing like this?” Damon asked still sobbing, but more curious.

“Almost…” Scott explained him a little faster than he did with Shawn. He felt that Damon wasn’t very attached to details, he was more into the main picture and then focus on what he considered important.

“I suspect they are keeping me here because of my growth, you afraid that I turn into a monster, don’t they?” Damon asked scratching the back of his head.

“WE are making sure that you don’t get hurt or hurt other people, we don’t know the whole consequences of your exposition, it would be better for you if you start collaborating a little more, for instance, if you shared me what you feel, when those spurts happen, the description may be helpful for our studies…” Scott finally felt secure about getting into the point with Damon.

“I-I don’t how to say this, it’s so fucking strange, but so intense! Every time it happens, I feel it is getting stronger!” Damon said looking to the lamp on Scott’s desk.

“Is it uncomfortable?” Scott asked

“Sometimes, they are!”

“You mean they cause you any pain?” Scott asked worried about him.

“No, not painfully uncomfortable, just sometimes it happens in very inappropriate moments, like yesterday, for example! It happened right when I was taking my shower, and you know I shower with two guys looking at me, like some prisoner!”

“But it was uncomfortable because?” Scott brought him back.

“Well, when it happens, it is like, like an erection!” Damon finally told him the truth, and Scot was each time more interested.

“You get sexually aroused?”

“Every time! And it feels like my whole body is getting hard too!” Damon said with more trust in Scott. “Last time I was in the shower and those guards just looked at me like I was a freak, like I wanted to rape them or something, and they hit me pretty bad! I don’t control my cock when I am growing! It gets so hard, and big, the guards thought I was some kind of pervert!” Damon punched the table and it was crushed in shreds opening a big hole on it. “Sorry, doc!” Damon smiled “ I don’t know my own strength!”

“Don’t worry about that, we are here to help you! Please, feel free to …”

“UGHHGUU… ARRRGHHGRR OH FUUUCK!” Damon felt his body trembling and his feet growing.

“Damon? Are you okay, son?” Scott asked worried about the huge guy.

Immediately, the guards entered carrying heavy sticks and the stun gun, but Scott put his body among the guards and the growing figure of Damon – “don’t you there using it, don’t you notice he doesn’t have any control of this spurts?”

Scott looked once more to Damon and he was still growing, fortunately he was given a very baggy uniform, because he was growing so freakishly huge now, he was capable of ripping it1 Scott noticed the chest filling the fabric and the sleeved almost ripping, the legs were suddenly to big for the uniform and even the ankles on Damon’s huge legs were showing far more skin.

“Damon, please tell me what you feel?” Scott asked concerned with his situation.

“Oh, fuck, doc!” It is so good! I feel so much stronger!” Damon flexed his arm and the now almost 31 inches peaks ripped their way out of the uniform. Damon’s back were enormous, it looked like a road map, even with the fabric covering them. His shoulders were so much wider now. Scott was in awe he never saw such thing, the already huge kid ballooned in front of him, and he was sporting a huge erection, no doubt of that.

“Oh, boy! I am so horny!” Damon whispered as his spurt seemed to subside. When he was finally done, after three intense minutes, Scott asked him if he was fine.

“Yes, doctor Scott! I just need, you know…” Damon showed his enormous woody and Scott smiled. “sure, Damon I’ll give you privacy, just tell me, were you always that hung?” Scott asked a blushing.

“Well, I had an eight incher before, but now it must be twice as long!” Damon replied also a little blushed.

“Please, give him some free time in the bathroom, you’ve been teenagers before, you know how it feels!” Scott said and the guards blinked at him – “Sure doc!”

Scott was still shocked for witnessing the growth on Damon, already so massive, so fucking huge, and yet he walked out even freakier!

“Great work on this one, Scott, he was really a troublemaker!”

“He is not a troublemaker! He was a nerd guy remember? He is just as scared as Shawn he just showed his fear in a different way…” Scott realized he was now defending the boy’s attitudes. “You’re the expert here, doc! But your kid just sent five big soldiers to infirmary last week!”

“Did you know their growth spurt leaded to a state of sexual arousing?”

“Well, we didn’t want to bring this up, the kids are always horny like dogs, each time a spurt comes, the guards have to stay alert! Especially with Damon, he’s the horniest guy! He tried to attack our guards many times…”

“Didn’t you notice? Those kids are confused, lost, their bodies have gone completely out of control! They don’t know what they are doing.”

“Fine doctor, but we can’t let them rape the guards just because of that!”

Scot sighed, they just didn’t understand! He went out for a smoke, he needed one so badly! It was then Roger went outside. “Can I borrow one?” Roger asked and Scott offered him a cigarette.

“Look, I know Hugh can be very narrow minded, and Dennis is just a pain in the ass, but I want you to know that I agree with you, in fact I was the one who insisted that you took part in this project…”

“What PROJECT? They’re a bunch of kids, who unfortunately suffered a horrible accident! They don’t know why they are being held in here, or even that their families think they are dead!” Scott finally let it out and roger smiled.

“You know I can’t tell you that! All I ask you is to take care of those kids!” Roger went near Scott and whispered in his ear – “I am being singed out of this mission, that’s why I wanted you to come, please protect those kids!”

Roger shook the hands of Scott and he grabbed his suitcase behind the door. He left in a jeep that came to take him. The doctor went even more nervous, he was alone in his opinion! Hugh was just too damn stupid and Talbot had no ethics whatsoever! He was alone to protect those kids.

“Dr. Meyers, you are here at last! We are sending the last subject!” Talbot smiled form his office as Scott walked to his own interviewing room – “They are not subjects, Dennis, they are kids, individuals!”

“We are sending individual number 3, Charlie Wong. Let’s see how you handle him, he’s not very sympathetic, as you may see!” Talbot said going into his room “One more thing, don’t get too scared when you see him, he makes the other two look puny, especially after his last spurt!”

“H-how big is he?” Scott asked a little nervous. “Oh, you’ll see!” Talbot closed his door. Scott tried to calm down and went to his room.

This time, there weren’t so many guards escorting the enhanced teenager. Just a knock on the door, and Scott listened – “Come in, Charlie!” from the guard outside and soon he could see CHARLIE!

The kid had to duck in order to enter the room. “GAWD! He’s a giant!” Scott mumbled as he stood up. The kid had to be over 7’5” tall, and he had to weigh over 400 pounds! His arms were hugely developed and his uniform was so tight near around his chest and near his arms, the legs, he looked like it had been painted on him, especially on the crotch area, Scott couldn’t help but noticing.

“Welcome Charlie! My name is Scott Meyers, and I am here to talk to you!” The doctor offered the hand but the kid didn’t even look at Scott’s face. He kept staring the nothing, avoid any visual contact.

Scott smiled and tapped Charlie’s enormous shoulder. “I know you can understand me, son, your brains keep sharp as they were!” Scott said as he came nearer and sat on the table, very close to Charlie’s enormous figure. The kid remained quiet, though.

“So, Charlie, you are more like a strong silent type aren’t you? I can see your are very big! I’ve never seen anyone so big as you!” Scott pointed as his enormous relaxed 33 inches biceps, but still the kid remained quiet.

“I can see why you are so upset, Charlie, I don’t want force you into talking to me, you can remain quiet if you want.”

Scott just sat there and stared and looked straight into Charlie’s eyes, his eyes focused on the enormous kid’s face.

Scott realized how much beautiful that boy was. He showed in his face the traces of Chinese inheritance, but his jaw and the nose line were definitely Caucasian, and his beautiful eyes completed the delicate composition of his face. Such beauty and so much muscle are sure a lethal combination! Scott found himself exploring the wonders of the muscle teen’s body. He noticed the kid remained quiet, but then something got his attention, his enormous hands, so big and veiny, showing their power, and suddenly he watched the index finger, it was moving, slowly, rhythmly, and then Scott got it!

“He’s spelling out in non verbal alphabet!” Scott realized and tried to keep cool, already knowing what he was doing. He knew the cameras were turned on, but they could show his hand, especially because of his large figure.

“I-T-A-L-K… P-L-E-A-S-E … T-U-R-N… O-F-F.. C-A-M-E-R-A-S” Scott understood what he meant. “Fuck, that kid is smart!” he considered as he went out and headed to the supervising room.

“I need you turn off the cameras!” Scott urged as he entered the room.

“Absolutely not! We can’t do that!” Talbot protested.

“Why not? You have a lot of guys waiting outside, the whole area is secure, you can keep the microphones, he didn’t see them, he’s just avoiding talking and being recorded!” Scott proposed, seizing the opportunity to try something despaired.

“Why are you supposing he is afraid of the cameras?” Hugh asked intrigued.

“I am just assuming it…” Scott tried to protect Charlie, knowing that it would be worse for the giant kid if the agents found out they’ve been fooled all this time.

“So you don’t have stronger arguments?” Talbot provoked.

“Fine, you keep the cameras on!” Scott said and rushed back to the room Charlie was, noticing an empty room without any cameras in the left isle, he knew exactly what to do – “Charlie, could you please come with me? We’re taking our session to another room!” Scott leaded the huge kid to the other room hearing the curses of Talbot and Hugh over the microphone.

They sat down and Scott was smart enough to bring a pen and paper sheets in his coat. He smiled at Charlie, who was about to say his first word, but Scott stopped him, putting his finger in the kid’s full lips. Scott grabbed the paper and wrote very slowly so the very powerful microphone didn’t get any sound. – “Please, be quiet because I’m plugged, just write down and play along”. Charlie blinked at him, for the first time Scott realized the beautiful teen smiling.

“I know Shawn and Damon are alive!” Charlie wrote with his giant paws completely the pen. Scott observed it and smiled as the kid realized the size his hands have gotten. The doctor just asked out loud.

“So, Charlie, we don’t have cameras here, we have privacy, you can talk if you want.” Scott blinked and the kid nodded his head.

“What you want to know doctor?” Charlie’s voice was even deeper than Damon’s, very powerful too.

“For instance, how are you feeling today?” As Scott asked he wrote “WHO?”

“Roger!” Charlie wrote and Scott figured the agent probably managed to keep his contact with the quiet behemoth as secret.

“I am feeling good today! Just as every other day, but I just didn’t feel like talking!”

Scott keep pretending their conversation was just like the others he had with Shawn and Damon, but he knew he could get some valuable info on that huge kid. “He’s dismissed, I Was sent to replace him”

“Charlie, you should be more cooperative with us, we are just trying to help ya!”

“But I was just afraid, doctor, I mean, my friends, where are them? What happened in that lab? Why can’t I see my parents?” The huge guys said as he wrote down: “I know. Roger tried to help me, but they got suspicious about him!”

Scott frowned –“Why would they be suspicious about an Agent from the CIA”

“I am not sure they’re from CIA…” Charlie wrote down as Scott answered his fake question – “We are just making sure it is healthy for you Charlie! You’ve been through a very traumatizing experience!” The same phony excuse he gave to Shawn and Damon.

Charlie kept writing – “Roger said they are some top secret department, classified information.” Scott read that and became even more worried, he finally ended the meeting.

“That’s good for today, Charlie, we don’t want stress you, whenever you feel like talking to me, we can!” Scott said, quickly grabbing the paper and tearing it in very small pieces, putting the rest in his pocket. The guards came and leaded Charlie to his “room”.

Scott finally returned to the main office where Hugh and Dennis were talking.

“I am surprised Scott, you really got connected with those kids! Your help is gonna be very appreciate!” Hugh said hugging Scott.

“Thanks, Mr. Stevens, but I will only cooperate under certain conditions!” Scott demanded. Dennis smiled, thinking that Hugh would dismiss him, but to his own surprise he didn’t.

“And what are these conditions Dr. Meyers?” Hugh asked.

“First, I want complete access to the boys, no mater what time me or they want to conference we’ll have a non camera room ready!” Scott said at once.

“Just that?” Hugh asked as he lighted his cigar.

“Second, as a doctor I am gonna have access to the kids medical data!”

“I am the head doctor of this project and I shall not be unauthorized…” Talbot tried to protest but suddenly he was cut.

“That can be done!” Stevens said without even looking to his fellow doctor.

“And third, I will be able to bring the three of them together! The only way I can help them is by making they realize they’re not alone!” Talbot punched his desk, but Stevens kept looking seriously at Meyers, and then he laughed.

“You’re tough Dr. Meyers, and I like it! I accept your conditions!” Stevens shook Scott’s hands and Talbot almost cursed him out loud.

When Scott finally left the room, Talbot was completely mad.

“Are you out of mind? What if he finds out?”

“He’s our only way to communicate with them, you’ve seen the troubles those kids can cause, we have to establish leverage, and if they trust Scott, we better keep him on out side.” Hugh said enjoying his cigar. “Besides, he doesn’t have one fucking clue about our plans!” He said smiling at Talbot’s concerned face.

The next day, Scott knocked at Shawn’s door. “ Shawn can I come in?”

The huge kid opened his door from the inside –“Dr. Meyers? What a surprise!”

Scott smiled – “I figured you would be hungry, so I took the liberty to bring you breakfast!” The doctor entered pushing a huge cart fool of food.

“Dig in!” Scott invited as he sat on Shawn’s bed. Shawn was more than happy about eating. “You know before this I almost didn’t eat the whole day, but now I have to stuff my face every two hours!” Shawn said smiling with his cheeks full of food.

“I can see that! You’re even bigger than the last time I saw you!” Meyers said calmly.

“That’s strange, you know? I’ve had another spurt yesterday, it never happened before!” Shawn said looking at Scott’s eyes.

“You feel okay?”

“Better than ever… Doctor can I ask you something personal?” Shawn asked timidly and Scott almost guessed what it was, but he nodded anyway.

“Is it normal for a guy jerk off over ten times a day?”

Scott was surprised but he tried to look cool. “You feel it is normal, Shawn!”

“I feel perfectly fine!” Shawn smiled meanly and Scott tapped his thigh. “Then it’s perfectly normal! You’re just a little anxious, and through sexual pleasure you can relieve it, there’s nothing wrong with that!”

Shawn got serious – “And what about twenty? More like thirty? Okay, yesterday were fifty!” He asked Scott very nervously.

“Shawn, you are growing bigger, stronger, more muscular everyday, as well as your guy parts, you’re already bigger than any adult I’ve known and probably, your libido must got higher, proportionally to your new penile size!” Shawn got blushed. “Well, I sure got hung! 18 inches!” He said proudly and Scott just laughed “Well, you sure would make a fortune as an adult movie industry!”

Scott left Shawn finish his breakfast and went to see Damon. There were three guard on the cell and Scott got instantly mad.

“Can you please open this door? He’s not a criminal, he’s only a kid!” The guards obliged and soon Scott was looking at Damon’s enormous figure, and he was mad. He looked even bigger, and his breath was difficult. Scott looked at the door and noticed the signals of punches and blows.

“Damon, are you okay?” He asked trying to comfort the huge boy.

“Those bastards! They called me a fag! I wanna kill them!” Damon launched himself toward the guards, but Scott put himself between them, and surprisingly Damon stopped.

“What happened here?” He asked Damon.

“They’ve brought me food, and when they entered, I was, well hard, and they started mocking of me! I don’t have any fault if my cock is 20 inches long! I am not a fag!”

Scott looked to the guards and said.

“You two get out of here, NOW! That’s an order!” Scott didn’t like playing military crank doctor but he felt it was needed a little discipline in that case. He watched the guards closing the door and then he sat near Damon.

“That’s okay now, you can talk to me!”

Damon took a deep breath – “Doc, I am going crazy with this!” Damon said pointing at his cock “Everyday I am bigger and stronger, but my cock, it is getting out of control!” the onyx kid confessed.

“Are you trying to say, that you are horny all the time, even when the guards come near you?” Scott said at once and Damon quickly grabbed him by the collar.

“I AIN’T A FAG!” He said lifting Scot from the floor.

“What’s the problem Damon? Are you still bothered with that little incident with Jake Powers?” Scott sounded mean, but he had a plan, and apparently it worked because Damon dropped him – “How did you know that?”

“I read your files, and believe me those guys can really dig on your personal life, but trust me, there’s nothing wrong with that!” Scot smiled but Damon was still furious. “Jake Powers realized you were hard watching him in the shower, and he told everyone you were a queer, but it doesn’t mean he’s right!”

“What if he was? I can’t stop thinking about those guards! They re all muscular, and strong, but I am even bigger! And one of them…” Damon sighed.

“I am aware of that Damon, you two make out a few nights before I arrive, the guard was expelled from this base and you felt guilt for him. Since then the guards blame on you for the incident, like you had forced the man into something he did not want, when the truth is that HE took the first move!”

Damon looked at Scott shocked – “You believed me?”

“Listen, if you really wanted to force any guard to have sex with you, not all of them together would be able to stop your impressive strength, besides all that macho stereotype simply seems too artificial for me…”

“You mean…”Damon asked in his low voice.

“Yes Damon, I am gay!” Scott said looking at his eyes “And I think they already knew about this when they assigned for this mission!”

Damon went quiet but soon he was mumbling “I don’t know what to say, I can’t come out, my grandma she would freak out!!” Scott just grabbed his enormous hand and said – “There’s no need to rush things Damon, take your time!”

“Thanks doc, it was really good talking to you!” Damon shook his hand.

“No problem, kid, I am here for you!” Scott said as he walked out of the room – “I’ll se you in the training room! I will be joining you as they test your capabilities!”

“Great, the more the merrier!” Damon said flexing his close to 30 inches guns!”

Scott laughed and he went straight to Hugh’s office.

“I don’t want any more of your guards mocking of Damon!”

“Yeah, yeah, but you gotta admit that kid can be pretty scaring, have you seen the cock on him?” Hugh laughed hard.

“I don’t think it is funny!” Scott crossed his arms.

“Maybe because you are a fag too!” Talbot said coming into the room. Scott just looked at him “Doctor Talbot, are you trying to say that because I am a gay man, I can’t have a clear perspective about those kids? Because they are getting each time bigger and more muscular? Well, Dennis, I think you are confusing the areas, my sexuality never was an issue before, and I must remember you that the Pentagon itself assigned me to this mission, and me being gay never was a secret…”

“Against my opinion…” Dennis tried to look calm but his hands were tight closed.

“That’s right, maybe your opinion is just irrelevant in this case too, I don’t want any one importuning Damon or any other of them, have I made myself clear?” Scott grinned and Talbot went quiet, furiously quiet!

“Okay, guys! Scott, we assigned you, knowing exactly every detail, you could like to fuck wooden tables for that matter, and I still don’t care, we really need your cooperation!” Hugh said as Talbot left the office. Stevens looked at Meyers with deep serious face – “Well, Dr. Meyers, what would be our next step, regarding the boys?”

Scott coughed a little to clean his throat “First, I’d like to know why you have kept me uninformed about crucial aspects of the boys physiology?”

“What the hell are you talking about?” Stevens said all of a sudden.

“Why the reports gave to me didn’t relate the fact that all of the boys, are experiencing intense sexual excitement for long periods of the day?”

“Why would that be important? They’re kids they’re horny all the time!” Stevens smiled a little, but just a look at Scott’s face made him stop.

“That’s exactly the reason it is important, Hugh! You see, they are completely confused about that! They were used to have erections, but not with such intensity!”

“They told you that?” Stevens asked a little amazed.

“Yes, and they were ashamed because of their state, in fact, Shawn reported that he is capable of masturbating over fifty times a day! And Damon clearly showed me the same thing happened to him” Scott said as Hugh went to his desk and grabbed some remote control. “They’re right, we’ve been monitoring their bedtime, or like I named “jerking time!”

“And you didn’t do anything to help them?” Scott asked shocked.

“WE called you didn’t we?” The agent said ironically.

“And when were you supposing to tell me about this?” The doctor replied in the same tone.

“Well, Scott, I think there isn’t any reason to procrastinate this, we are afraid of what may happen to these kids, you see, their libido is closely connected to their growth spurts, we’ve been calculating that every three or four masturbations induct to a new and even more intense spurt.” Hug said while lightning his cigar.

“That’s was my suspicious, Stevens.” Scott didn't seem shocked as Hugh though he would be. “In fact, I had already estimated the boys high levels of testosterone would be working on their growth, and each time they get excited, the chemical triggers of the erection must be the same ones who are present on the MHK symbiotic beings who are living with them.”

“Not just that, my dear colleague, there are also other factors we have to consider!” Talbot said carrying a pile of reports – “Those are the reports we didn’t give you, sorry for my behavior toward you, it is just that’s the work of my life…”

Scott grabbed the reports and kept listening to Dennis.

“Despite sexual excitement, there are other facts which also induct to these spurts. First is the amount of food consumed by each individual during the periods between the spurts, the more food consumed the more intense will be results of the following spurt, second we have the amount of hormonal activity in each individual organism before the symbiosis happens. We had access to the kids files in their school and it seems all of them weren’t completely undergone puberty yet, which means the high levels of testosterone and other sexual hormones were responsible for the symbiosis to happen, and in third comes the genetic inheritance of the individuals since MHK is basely a combination of hormones contained in human glands but with one difference, the MHK produced by the symbiotic cells is not affected by the same chemical inductors which affect those normal version of the same hormones, which means…”

“That those boys got themselves into a vicious cycle, the more they grow, the stronger they get, and it only contributes for the increasing of their next growth spurt.” Scott concluded.

“Let’s not forget about the genetic influence; it seems that individuals who have interracial marriages on their family tree respond better to MHK than those who doesn’t have this character!” Talbot looked at Scott, handling him Charlie’s file.

“This kid, he is son of a Chinese woman and a Caucasian American man, look at his charts, he simply responds to MHK almost 35% better than the other two. Damon, who has a white skinned great grandfather responds 15% better than Shawn who can be considered a “pure blood”

“So you say, that the more rich the genetic contributions, the better is the response for MHK?”

“Precisely!” Talbot looked at him seriously.

Scott looked at all the charts, graphics and technical data, the numbers suggested something REALLY impressed.

“It explains why they complain about the strange things happening to them

“How STRONG are those boys?” He finally asked looking at Talbot, who looked at Stevens before he answers. Then he sighs and gasp it out “According to our readings, Shawn is 3.5 times stronger than the fittest and strongest male mariner.”

Scott’s eyes widened “How can you assure that?”

“We have realized with them the same tests those guys did before their missions”

Dr. Meyers went quiet allowing Talbot to continue “Damon showed a total magnification of 4.21 times the same comparing standard and Charlie, well he is almost 6 times stronger than the strongest officer on USA’s entire military agents.

“6 times? It meant those kids are really powerful, what are they intending to do about Charlie and his friends?” Scott considered as he looked at the charts and papers Talbot showed him. It was then a soldier came to talk with Hugh, the commander nodded and the guard got of the room.

“I see you are doing a really good job here, Scott! Charlie himself, asked the guards if he could have a word with you! He actually talked to them, and he was really nice, according to the soldiers!” Hugh said proudly and Talbot was just shocked, because Scott had done in less than one day, what he couldn’t achieve in almost three weeks of attempting. Scott excused himself and went to Charlie’s room.

“Charlie? It’s me, Scott, can I come in?”

“Sure, doc!” The deep voice came from inside the room.

Scot opened the door and his jaw dropped as he saw the size on Charlie – he was almost too big for his room/cell. He had packed so much more mass since the last time Scott had seen him, he just couldn’t believe.

“Good morning, doc! It is a beautiful day, isn’t it?” Charlie said as he finished his enormous meal. The kid became almost divine! His enormous frame, absolutely packed with ripped, cut muscles, his thickest neck, the awesome size of his deltoids actually higher than his ear lobes, the impressive pair of muscle hemispheres he had for chest, the uncanny mind blowing thickness of his arms, shoulders and especially the wonders of his 38 inches guns, veined and cut to the max!

Then you would look in his face, and suddenly the idea of a legendary mythical warrior, a conqueror, a man of unlimited power devastating everything with his bare hands, cross your mind – his sober look, his strong jaw line, and the impeccable shine of his dark long hair, reaching his back. His smooth body, the size of his muscles the beauty of his figure was overwhelming and Scott only realized that when Charlie was right in front of him, worried about his frozen state – “Dr. Meyers? Are you okay?” he asked as he gently leaded Scott to his bed. The doctor quickly recovered.

“Thanks, Charlie! I was just shocked at your size! You’ve certainly grown since our last session!” Scott finally said with no fear of what anyone else would think.

“I noticed, even I got scared when I woke up this morning!” Charlie commented as he stood tall – “They told me I was 7’6” only an inch taller, but my current weight is 525 pounds! I’ve broken the 500 pounds mark! And I’ve never had such gain before!” Charlie said really proud of himself.

“Well, was that the reason you called me?” Scott tried to skip the subject.

“Actually, I was wondering if you could…”

“Arrange for you to meet Shawn and Damon, right?” Scott guessed the huge teen’s words, and even Charlie got impressed with the doctor’s clever mind. “Look, Charlie, I am trying okay, those guys are a little stubborn, but I strongly recommend that you three guys get together soon.”

“Thanks doctor! I feel I can really trust on you!” Charlie said as he shook Scott’s right hand, barely realizing the frowning on the doctor’s expression, Scott tried to disguise, but quickly he cried in strong pain – “MY HAND! PLEASE LET GO!” Scott cried and Charlie realized his enormous paws were crushing his good friend’s hand.

“DOC! Oh please, I am so sorry! I didn’t mean to hurt you!” Charlie apologized many times. Scott only nodded – “That’s okay now son! I am sure it was no big deal!” Scott said as he left.

“You were lucky this kid stopped! He could actually crush your tendons and nerves if he wanted!” Talbot said as he treated Scott’s injured hand. “He doesn’t know his own strength, but he never meant to hurt me!” Meyers stood for Charlie once more.

“Well, I hope this incident taught you how dangerous those boys can be, if not under complete surveillance!” Hugh said entering the room. Scott lifted from the chair, as Talbot finished the bandage.

“I still feel the same way as I did before this! Charlie, Shawn and Damon are just kids, and they deserve to be treated nicely, no matter how big they get!”

Suddenly the door opened and the Charlie simply dragged five huge guards along with him. They weren’t using stun guns as Scott insisted.

“DOC, PLEASE, I DIDN’T MEAN TO HURT YOU!” Charlie apologized once more as he finally reached the doctor, who ordered the guards to let the huge kid go.

“I am fine, Charlie! It was just a minor injury, just a bandage and tomorrow I will be brand new again!” Scott played but Charlie didn’t feel any less comfortable.

“I keep getting stronger! I feel I could blow those walls if I wanted, but it is just so scaring! I don’t want hurt people! I am no mad man!” Charlie said to Meyers, but Hugh and Talbot heard it very well.

“Well, Charlie, since you are here, let me introduce you to my colleagues, Hugh Stevens and Dennis Talbot!” Charlie looked at them, a little embarrassed, but no more than the two other guys.

“I was just telling Hugh and Dennis to help me putting you together with Shawn and Damon!” Scott said cleverly enjoying the opportunity, Hugh and Dennis were caught off guard, they would never imagined Charlie could break free anytime he wanted.

“We can arrange it!” Hugh recovered from the shock and already tried to gain some time, but Scott was cleverer – “I was wondering if it could be arranged for this afternoon.”