Ok, so the author of the previous chapter was a little inconsistent with what had been already been set up as Keith's background. For one, he lives with his father, not his mother, so for now, let's just day that his father was a bit busy working out of town, and his "mom" was his babysitter.
But if you don't want then that's fine, after all, this is a choose your own path kind of story.
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The serum was supposed to simply give Keith a boost in his metabolism, but somehow, when the serum entered Keith's body it had a completely different effect on him.
Upon injection, his body was supposed to absorb the serum but at the same time resist it. This would have given Keith the effects that the serum was meant to provide. For some reason however, Keith's body was extremely sensitive, so when it absorbed the serum, it did not resist it's effects.
As such, instead of a simply boosting his metabolsim, it overloaded it with with boosts, causing it to go into overdrive and as a result, Keith would now grow to unknown heights.
On the plus side, he was now free to do as he wished.
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Not long after learning that his clothes were now the size of small towels, Keith quickly became fascinated with his new size. Sure, he now had to walk around with improvised clothing, but Keith decided that he would rather walk around with nothing below his waist. I mean, he was practically unstoppable now!
Or at least, that was what his little mind thought.
While he didn't know how big he was, he was sure that at least now he would be really strong.
He was also certain that the bathroom was really cramped. Now realizing just how uncomfortable his hunched position was, Keith slowly slowly made his way towards the door, only to come across another problem.
His hands were too big and he could no longer grasp the doorknob without the risk of breaking it. For a moment, Keith was stumped, unsure of what to do, until a sudden idea came to him.
Clenching his little fist, he punched the door lightly, knocking it clean off its hinges. He jaw dropped at the sight, before a smile spread across his face.
He was so going to have fun with his new body!
Crawling through the door, since he was way too big to walk through it, he made his way into the living room and approached the main entrance. Once again he knocked off another door off its hinges and crawled through the doorway.
Finally he was free!
Standing at a proud 18 feet tall (not that he was aware), Keith looked around at surroundings. He was now about as tall as his house and all of the nearby parked cars looked like oversized shoes to him. He almost wanted to stomp them and wear them like roller blades, but he decided against it.
"Maybe when I'm bigger." he mused
Finally, Keith picked a random direction and started strolling across his neighborhood. At first, there was nothing there other than the occasional lamppost that reached up to his chest and the booming sound of his footsteps.
But as he continued walking, people slowly began to come out of their homes, alarmed by the small earthquakes Keith's feet would produce whenever he stepped on concrete. Some people stared at him slack-jawed, others would scream and run away in terror.
But Keith did not mind, in fact he felt . . . empowered.
As Keith slowly approached the end of his neighborhood, more and more people began to notice him, many of them began to pull out their phones and take pictures or videos of him. In response, Keith turned around and gave the biggest grin that he could possibly muster.
As more and more people began to approach him, the amount of people who feared him began to decline, until most of his spectators were simply admiring his newfound size.
Keith was content with the attention and simply kept on walking, until he felt something familiar.
Something. . . pleasing.
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The boy has stopped walking.
This was the same thought that all of the spectators had as they stopped walking.
Many would never have dreamed of the idea of a giant boy walking through their streets with nothing below the waist, but here they all were, tailing a giant boy and taking pictures of him with their phones.
At any rate, now they were staring at the boy, confused, as he suddenly started hugging himself, eyes closed and breathing heavily.
Then he started shivering, letting out short moans every now and then. This had not gone unnoticed by the crowd, and they quickly backed off, just in case something dangerous occured.
Then all of a sudden, the body's body started to change.
His skin started to grow darker and darker in shade, as if he were getting a light tan.
His bright red hair started to grow longer, until it became a wild mess.
His ears grew pointy and bregan to stretch until they became elf-like in appearance.
All of this was witnessed by the baffled spectators as the boy's body changed. As they all stared at the boy in silence, listening to his moans and groans, something dawned on them.
This boy. . . was mutating.
Then they saw the boy's canines begin to extend, until they became sharp like the fangs of wolves.
Then, the boy started fidget in place, moaning and groaning far more frequently than before. The crowd was rendered silent once more as the boy began to grow even larger. They could hear bones popping and muscles groaning as the boy grew taller before their eyes.
His feet dug into the pavement, toes cracking it as the sidewalk could no longer support his ever increasing weight. To their disbelief, the boy moaned in pleasure as he grew, despite the painful sounds that his body was producing.
Then, the growth began to slow down, and the boy's moans and trembling began to cease, until he had eventually stopped growing.
Finally, the boy had stopped hugging himself and opened his eyes, revealing two glowing light brown eyes to the crowd.
Needless to say the crowd was shocked.
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Just like last time, the pleasure came back, but this time, it was less stronger than before. Even so, Keith had still fought for control over his body.
His knees had buckled, threatening to make him fall over, something that he wanted to avoid. Needless to say, he had endured the feeling and he had been rewarded for it. Now even taller than before, Keith looked around.
He was not dissapointed by what he saw.
Trees now reached up to his leg, lamposts did not reach higher than his belly button, and his feet were now large enough to wear cars and not slip off.
As he looked around, Keith realized something. He was at the edge of his neighborhood and didn't know where to go.
He could either go directly into the city, or he could wander around in the woods.
Where will he go?
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