It was another shitty day for boris rummaging the the local dumpsters for something to eat or something to drink he had once been a successful ceo of a medical chemical company but after being cut out in the matter of minutes he had gone from clean shaven and well off to a unwashed hairy hobo everyone would look at with disgust. He walked past the building he use to own it filled him with anger, the same symbol that held his dream now remind him of the bastard that he had trusted who stabbed him in the back and stole not only his hard work but also the women who he though loved him but in reality only used him for his money. The thought racing through his mind was only of how if he could only get revenge if show them that it was mistake fucking with him he could help even getting turned on on the thing he do to his former lover and ex partner this one fantasy gave him some joy as he went to the back of the building and found the dumpster and began to rummaging thought it. There he found a dark bottle with the top still on it had 5 x on it alcohol? perhaps maybe it could help dull his misery as he opened the bottle and took one swing of the liquid as soon as it hit his mouth he felt the burning feeling down his through as the intensity of it caused him to hunch back in pain as the moment it hit his stomach he felt hot his cloths became tight as he felt his body growing and feel hot as the body pulsed
with this feeling this went on most of his cloths ripping and tearing but he didn't notice as he could only focus on the heat and pain he felt that lasted for a solid minute. when it was down boris stood up and found him self towering over the dumpster the bottle small in his hand easily held between his thumb and index finger as he looked down at his body he found his body easily reaching 20 feet in height thick muscle and fat grown on to him giving him the look of an offseason bodybuilder with the only difference being over that muscle and fat was thick chest hair that lead down a a strong happy trail and cock that reach down knees and as thick as a tree rest on top of two balls as big as the dumpers he was just look for food in as boris had no idea how to react with his new body as he looked once again at the symbol and that feeling of rage came to him once again and as the thought he could do something about it now now he was like this he doubt there was anyone that could really stop him.
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