WARNING! These stories contain content which could be deemed to be "Adult". They also contain content such as foul language, violence, sex, references to drugs and alcohol, incest, love, politics and a main character with a preference to Pepsi rather than Coke. All characters are at *least* eighteen. Read at your own discretion.
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I slid out from under the thick blanket that had been covering my naked body. I shivered as the cold air of my apartment hit me, causing goose bumps to ripple across my skin. I slouched over to the small kitchenette that was attached to the bedroom, turning the kettle on and placing a lone teabag into my mug from the open jar of teabags. I leant against the counter while I waited for the kettle to boil.
A shrill whistle woke me, causing me to move my elbows and allowing my head to hit the counter top before I could stand up properly. Rubbing my head, I picked myself up and began to pour the boiling water from the kettle into the large mug I had placed before myself. As the water level neared the top of the mug, I pulled the kettle away, retiring it to it's home at the back of the counter. I reached into the knee-high refrigerator and pulled a small bottle of milk out of the door shelf and began to pour the milk into my mug. I replaced the milk, and closed the door while I stirred the milk in to the tea, turning it from a translucent brown to an opaque flesh colour.
Picking up my mug and wandering across the room, I sat down on my bed and looked at myself in the mirror. I noticed how my body had started to change, no longer was I the muscular man that I had been a few years ago, the lines of my muscles were fading, being overrun by a curviness that could only be fat. My physique was changing rapidly, my new diet forcing my muscles out and replacing them with fat and ugly sinew. All that remained of my former body was my skeletal structure, which was still angular and unruly as it had been for all of my teenage years.
My jaw line had retained it's angularity, and still struck out at an odd angle when compared to the rest of my body. But while fat was slowly reclaiming my body, it was obvious that muscles had once been present as my skin was ridged where the muscle hid underneath. My stomach was gently curved, showing that my abs had found their final resting place and had no intentions of returning in the near future, and below that was my waist, where just below hung my penis. It reached about 5 inches while in it's current soft-ish state though could reach upwards of 8 inches when it wanted to be noticed.
