Recruit, The

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By Richard Jasper

Doc looked like he'd been pole-axed. His eyes bugged, his jaw dropped.

"Jesus, Sarge," he exclaimed, "what did you do to this kid?"

Sarge chuckled, a sound rather like that of two boulders being tumbled in a industrial-sized clothes dryer.

"I took him to the gym, that's all. I was tired of having him pussy- foot around with the weenie stuff you got here."

Doc blinked.

"I don't believe it," he said finally. "No one can grow this fast. Even all the food you've been eating doesn't account for it, Corcoran. You're growing faster than you're eating. Where's it coming from?! Out of the air?"

I shrugged my now massive shoulders.

"What can I say? That's some heckuva formula you've got, Doc!"

Two shots, two days.

"But four inches taller? 100 lbs. of muscle? How…?"

"Like the kid said, Doc, that's one heckuva formula you've got."

Doc just shook his head.

"And it's time for the next shot."

"No!" Doc exclaimed. "I won't give him another one, I don't have a clue where this is going, I…"

Sarge nodded at me and I pulled out my massive meat. Within 2 seconds it was hard as granite, all 13 fucking glorious inches of it.

"Take a look at that, Doc," Sarge said. "What man wouldn't want more of that? I know YOU want it, you know I want it. It's your duty to take the next step."

Well, now, I guess that makes a certain amount of sense. Unlike Sarge, Doc wasn't the sort of guy you'd look at and think, "oh, yeah, he's majorly into muscle." Very nicely put together, come to think of it, broad-shouldered, lean and well-toned, but more like a swimmer than a bodybuilder. But, yeah, now that I thought about it, why else would he be doing this experiment?

I began to realize that something not quite kosher was going on.

Meanwhile, Doc still had that "deer in the headlights" look on his face so I decided to change the subject.

"So how's it going with the other recruits, Doc?"

Doc gave himself a little shake and returned to reality.

"It's not going, Corcoran, thanks for asking anyway. Not that we haven't tried but thus far you're the only man out of six recruits who has shown any noticeable results. Oh, a couple of guys have gained a couple of pounds but I'm putting that down to placebo effect – they're wanting to grow and they're letting themselves do so."

Sarge snorted.

"But nothing like this."

Doc twitched.

"Sarge, as far as I know, nothing like this has ever occurred in the history of human science."

I moved in close to Doc, looking down (now) at his handsome face and lithe, swimmer's body. Two days ago he'd been two inches taller and 20 lbs. heavier than I was – and now I dwarfed him.

I gave my meat a little shake.

"Shouldn't we get going on this?"

As the needle went in, I felt my consciousness expanding. It was like I was looking down on the three of us from a great height.

"Oh, damn," I thought to myself.

Damn, damn, damn.

"This one's gonna be good." •


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