Mike walked into his first day at baseball camp and sat down on the
bench in front of his locker. Everyone in the locker room admired the
6' 4" pitcher who through a no hitter during the playoffs last year
giving the Marcell College baseball team its first championship in
more than a decade.
Now entering his senior year at Marcell, Mike thought a little drug
experimentation during the winter months would give him the extra
power he needed to look good in front of the scouts that were sure to
be watching him this season. After clicking through a variety of Web
sites during the off season, he found a steroidal serum that he
thought for sure was the answer. The Japanese serum, which was hyped
on a hard to find Web forum was sold as a powerful tool to increase
stamina and muscle mass. What it didn't say, was that when used in
combination with certain drugs, it could have disastrous affects.
Mike used the included eyedropper once a day from September to
February, squeezing a tiny drop in a spot just beneath his tongue.
After a couple of months of not noticing any results, he also began a
regimen of traditional steroids. Not wanting to waste his money, he
decided to finish the Japanese serum as well.
"You're looking good my man, what the heck have you been doing over
the winter?" asked James, the team's catcher and a close friend of
Mike's.
"You know, I've been working hard at the gym," Mike said. "I'm trying
to get up the speed to my fastball."
"Keep working out like that and you'll be in the show in no time," James said.
Mike placed his equipment in his locker and began putting on his
uniform for practice. Today would be a light workout for the stud, his
girlfriend, Melinda, fond of a different kind of equipment, was sure
to be among the few in the stands, watching him work out with the
team. He slowly slid his extra large cup up his legs and over his
amazingly large manhood. Before putting it in place, Mike admired his
tool. It wasn't short and stubby like so many of his freshmen
teammates – No this was a tool anyone would be proud of
While walking onto the field, Mike looked over to the dugout area and
quickly spotted Melinda with a couple of her girlfriends. Melinda, an
honors student at Marcell, wriggled her face and smiled at her stud
boyfriend. She folded her arms together to hide her perky breasts
which immediately became erect. She imagined one day marrying Mike.
The two already talked about going to the same college and one day
having children. The thought of becoming pregnant with Mike's baby was
a thrill to Melinda. Like her mother, she had strong mothering
instincts and had a growing desire to raise a child.
Mike immediately took to the mound and began throwing warm up pitches
to James. After the warm up, he through a strong set and then stopped
to get out of the midday sunshine and cool off.
As he sipped on cool water, Mike thought about the thrilling love
making session he had the night before with Melinda. She was like an
animal going down on his manhood ferociously. But Mike didn't know
about the chemical changes going on throughout his body.
Upset at steroid abuse in American baseball, Japanese scientist Yomo
Hingamachi added a twist to his product for those who abused it. That
twist began to now eat away at Mike's body without him even knowing
it.
It began only a week or so ago. Mike's brain started producing a
poisonous chemical as a result of mixing the Japanese serum with the
traditional steroids. He didn't feel any pain or problems, but the
chemical was flowing through his veins to all of his organs. First it
began stunting his growth and stopped nearly all new cell development
– although his hair, for the time being continued to grow and remained
intact. Soon the chemical would produce other problems. Mike's bowel
movements, though regular would soon increase in volume, as his body
worked extra hard to eliminate his dying cells. His semen levels and
urine output would also begin to increase. Eventually a second
chemical reaction produced by the Japanese herbs in the serum would
sprout a new set of cells to replace the old – millions of younger,
less developed cells. Soon Mike's organs would shrink in size, his
muscles would diminish and his body would appear to be reducing in
age.
After practice, Mike met up with Melinda and the two went out to dinner.
"You looked awesome out there today," Melinda said. "You deserve an
extra special treat tonight."
Mike smiled knowing a workout session of a different sort would be
taking place later that night. After eating however, Mike's stomach
began to tie in knots and they made it to their apartment just in
time, quickly running to the bathroom. His bowels opened up, voiding
copious amounts of rotten poop.
"I must have eaten something really bad," he thought to himself.
Melinda, hoping to start in on her stud, began nibbling at his ear, as
he sat down to watch television.
"Please don't," he said.
"What's wrong?" said Melinda, looking confused.
"I don't feel good. I need to lay down," he said.
Mike headed toward the bedroom, when he was hit with another wave of
stomach pain. He closed ran to the bathroom again, voiding more poop.
It was a process that would go on all night. Melinda tried to comfort
Mike, making sure he drank enough fluids. He would stay home from
practice the next day. And as Melinda headed to class, he sat on his
throne, all day quickly running through rolls of toilet paper.
"What the heck is wrong with me?" he wondered.
Mike was afraid to go to a doctor or the school medical clinic.
Instead, he would try to get through his new problem. When Melinda
came home, she found her beau and noticed his diminishing state. The
scene repeated itself for several days, before Melinda finally urged
Mike to seek help, but by then it was too late. Mike's body was in
complete regression.
The team coach called twice to check on his star pitcher. After
dropping by for a visit, he also urged Mike to get help. Knowing that
Mike probably was doing 'roids, the coach understood his player's fear
of going to a doctor. Instead, he allowed the star to stay home,
taking him off the training calendar for two weeks. He hoped Mike
would return sooner to secure his spot on the opening day roster.
At first Mike began to notice subtle changes in his body.
It happened on the fourth night, as he and Melinda were beginning a
hot lovemaking session. Melinda had been in need of love and thought
it would do Mike some good. After trying for about and hour, Mike's
sex drive diminished and he and Melinda had trouble getting his
massive manhood to become erect. No matter how hard she tried, the
stud's penis wouldn't get hard. In fact, it appeared to retract at her
slightest touch. Mike looked down at what was a tiny knob, a tear
forming in his eye. He never had this embarrassing problem before.
Thinking it was only temporary, Melinda understood Mike's problems.
"It's ok darling, we'll make up for it when you're all better," she told him.
Mike's face turned beet red and feeling a twinge in his intestines, he
ran to the bathroom in shame.
TO BE CONTINUED...