The sublime soldier

by Trio

Trent was an ordinary guy before the discovery of a strange set of dog tags gave him a new form and a new purpose.

Trent considered himself to be an average guy. At his 26 years old, he wouldn’t expect much else to happen in his life for some time. He was a gifted gardener and worked diligently at his craft.

One day, heading to bed after a day of work, he saw something that drew his attention. By his desk there was a set of dog tags that wasn’t there before. That ornament was so unlike him, he thought, yet he looked at it, and, out of curiosity, picked up the steel necklace, analyzed it with his careful hands, and in the end decided to put it on. He passed it over his head and let the cold metal of the dog tag land on his neck and chest. Then, he went to sleep.

That was his intention when he laid in bed, at least. But destiny had other plans. After a while of nothingness, suddenly his whole body shuddered. He squirmed and groaned of pain. He endured this for a while, until finally woke up with an urge to get rid of it. The poor man had no idea where it came from. He was washed by sweat, his clothes glued by his body.

He had to shower, seeing as there no way he’d be returning to sleep on such condition, so he carefully took off everything and went on straight to the bathroom. But as he distractedly glazed on the mirror, he noticed himself… or was maybe he was seeing something…

He looked closer in the mirror. He appeared to be somewhat more muscular. Probably it was a sign of madness, but… he did look good with the dog tags—he looked so manly. In a joking way he started to flex and beat his chest like an ape, feeling masculine, feeling like a mighty soldier. He then remembered the shower, and went to it.

It was pleasant, to feel the water run free through his chest and abdomen, the liquid going softly through his dog tags that he was still wearing.

He then dried himself and got new clothes.

As he was reaching the bed, he fell to his knees. The pain returned, stronger, and he roared out of pain and suffering, extending his arms. Something extraordinary began to happen: he started to grow, slowly, but steadily.

His cries of pain echoed as his body grew in size and in muscle. Trent started to become more and more muscular on a painful and slow process. He was still roaring of pain, crying and begging for mercy. He had no idea what was happening to him.

His shirt slowly started to get tighter, as his body was reformulating itself, the shirt being squeezed by the ever stronger body, with his expanding muscles claiming more and more space. He only got a clue of what was going on when it started to rip apart.

“Oh shit, I’m growing!”

Tearing apart, the shirt was now revealing his widening chest, which was getting broader and harder at every passing minute.

“This… these muscles… shit, gah… I’m… growing!”

His clothes were ripping apart, revealing more of his muscles. It was a glorious view. His dog tags were glued to his left pec now by his sweat, which had a very intense smell. It was flowing thick now and covering all his body.

“Ugh!” He emitted a primal sound now. His body was transforming, in slow motion, the shirt was reduced to nothing, revealing his abs that were carefully being sculpted, carefully, but looking more savage and glorious at each passing moment, it was like he was turning to Herakles from ancient Greece, he thought, and it was a turning point for his mind. As his transformation slowed a bit, he muttered to himself, without realizing that his voice too was changing, becoming deeper and thicker.

“How … can… this be? I am… changing… transforming! I never wanted this!…”

GRAH!..

“Ugh… I am getting muscular, stronger… look at my chest, this is unreal! I… want it… to… stop!”

Not heeding his protests, the savage transformation kept going.

The pain was still there, but he started to feel pleasure with it, as something good was being liberated in him, a rage, deep down him—he had always wanted this, he had just never admitted to himself! He wanted to be a muscular man! Yes! A powerful man! Yes! A beast! A…. a God! Inside his head, his changes became dramatic, thoughts of war, glory, being naked slaying his enemies as he needed no shield or armor, he was his own armour, like a mighty Cyclops. He wanted to work out in the boiling sun, like the beast that he was becoming. He wanted to punch, serve, act, plow land just to test his new force that was flooding him like a tsunami. He noticed something else, he wanted to fuck. He wanted to masturbate, and to masturbate his fellow soldiers, exchange their strength. His life was war now, war and glory, and the truth of it invaded his mind, making him become a beast inside and out.

“GROAR” “ROAR” RAAAHH” “UGH UGAH!” He was bellowing while transforming. “UH UH” He couldn’t talk anymore. His mind was being transformed, reformed. As the flood become stronger, he rose up stronger than his transformation, and with his powerful arms in the air, he screamed.

“I AM TRANSFORMING! I AM BECOMING A SAVAGE SOLDIER! A HERO! TREMBLE BEFORE ME! All of this… is being provided by this dog tags, they freed me! Saved my soul! YES! UGAH! my mind is rushing, and the animal inside of me is growing! I am both man and animal, primitive force and… something more is coming! I CAN FEEL IT! MIGHTY GODS, TRANSFORM ME, I EMBRACE YOU METAMORPHOSIS, I RENOUNCE TO MY HUMAN FORM… I BECOME A HERO! TRANSFORM ME! MAKE ME A MONSTER, MAKE ME A PREHISTORIC BEAST!”

Now, his body was covered in flames, his whole being was being molten with his new glorious form, roaring, growling, and now crying out of joy and enthusiasm. His clothes long gone, naked, his cock was hard and growing with his body, his balls growing too, his arms and legs getting thicker and thicker, his hair fell down until he was with a tamed short buzzcut. Everything was coming together, the beast within, the soldier he was, gardener no more, being shaped to fit a true sublime soldier that he was primed to be, and to celebrate that, in flames. His skin was being covered in boiling hot metal, that was erupting from his own body, specially from his cock. As his sexual desire grew beyond measure, and while everything else described was happening, gallons and gallons of precum and then cum came out of his nips and cock and his semen became metal that was covering his body now.

Stronger and stronger, he was on the last part of his change. This was inside and out, he was turning into a machine beast, his organs were melting down inside his body and were being reconstructed, his heart was washed in metal, new organs produced the nutrients his newly body desperately needed, his eyes became unrecognizable, becoming like the ones of insects. Horns erupted from his head and shoulders, his so much hardened shoulders. Tattoos were starting to erupt in his new skin, and in the end, he growled, in the most unhuman and glorious voice ever to be listened by the ear.

“IT IS DONE! I AM THE SUBLIME SOLDIER NOW, PRIMED TO SERVE MANKIND! I RENOUNCE MY HUMAN CONDITION TO BECOME THE SUBLIME SOLDIER, THE DOGTAG GLORIFIES ME, I AM THE REBORN IMAGE OF ZEUS, BUT I AM SERVANT, I CHOOSE TO FIGHT FOR MANKIND, TO SERVE! IN EXCHANGE MANKIND WILL ACCEPT ME! I RENOUNCE CLOTHING, NOTHING IS WORTHY OF HIDING MY GLORIOUS IMAGE! I AM A FREAK, A BEAST, THE MONSTER. Even if I never see a battle, this is my purpose now! Trent! How you evolved! Rejoice with your new life!”

Saying that, he looked at his new body, his extraordinary extremely hardened chest, hard as stone, his eight abs exposed. His muscles bristled with every vein carved inside them, veins that don’t transport blood anymore, but transparent liquid known as the elixir. He could transform every mortal he saw as worthy now, just by letting the liquid rush through their skin. He had a primal urge to spread his seed, but he knew he had to contain himself, and should always strive to master the art he was now equipped for perfecting: the art of war. His shoulders, hardened and with the powerful horns, were glorious, his dog tags, the special dog tags, pending on his chests, the chain flowing through his chest and thick neck and shoulders like a river. His arms, capable of so much now, of erecting monuments of stone and marble. He was the hero now, the sublime soldier, and he aspired for glory. He looked around his house, he didn’t need any of the things he needed before, a job, his job was to serve and fight, food, his body was providing the food. Even breath became unnecessary, he was almighty. He had a powerful mind, that he controlled. He was the sublime soldier.

He left the house. And went to present himself to his masters. He was ready for his new life as the beast.

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