Soft skin

by Michverdun   

Joseph has spent his entire life looking for answers, and a chance encounter might finally give him some.

For most of his life, Joseph had never really felt peaceful, and today was no exception.

He was the owner of a website where he documented his various experiences with unexplainable phenomena. His life had been full of them, and so he started his website to get clear evidence and explain them. It was a good gig, and people really seemed to like it for a while. Now, though, people weren’t visiting, and that meant his main source of income was failing. He couldn’t tell what was wrong. He wasn’t doing anything differently. Nobody had any answers, and everyone he asked to help wasn’t even listening.

“Listen bro, while I’d love to hear more about your problems. But if I don’t get back to work, I’m going to get fired,” Sarah, his roommate, said from across the counter. She set the iced coffee he ordered on the counter, and went to help the other customers.

Joseph grabbed his iced coffee and went to sulk at the window. One more person not listening to his issues. It was hopeless. He was going to lose the one thing he had been able to do with his life, and there was nothing he could do about it.

He sat in one of the seats facing the window, looking out onto the cold world outside. It was the middle of winter now, and even sitting near the window gave Joseph a hint of the cold that was outside. It was frigid, with fresh snow covering the sidewalks, and gray slush filling the streets. Everyone around was bundled, with multiple coats wrapped around them as they hurried to get somewhere warm. Even the cars seemed to be faster today, which made it easier for Joseph to zone out and wallow in self-pity, but then his eyes caught something he couldn’t ignore.

There was a man out there with the biggest muscles Joseph had ever seen. Not only that, but he was only wearing a t-shirt and shorts in this weather. He had seen guys try to pretend that they were cold before, but even they had begrudgingly put on sweatshirts and coats by now. This guy was still out there, showing off his massive arms for everyone to see. Even from the other side of the street, Joseph could see that his T-shirt was straining at the shoulders and chest, just begging to keep hold of whatever mass was held inside. His shorts were having the same issue, threatening to split from the strain of his bulbous ass. Joseph stared, drinking in all of this man’s mass from a distance, until he realized that the man was looking right back at him.

Shit, could he see him from the other side of the glass? There was no way, but to be safe, Joseph looked down at the table and his iced coffee. It was much more interesting than the massive man outside, that’s for sure. Even as he heard the honking of annoyed drivers, or the jingle of someone new entering the coffee shop, he still kept his eyes on his very interesting iced coffee, because there’s nothing else that needed to be seen right now.

It was only when he felt a light tapping on his shoulder that he knew he was fucked. He turned around to see the same man he was staring at from across the street. Looking up close just made him more interesting, as his hair was a pure white, and his eyes were bright blue. His pale skin was flushed red from being out in the cold. Beneath his handsome face, his head was on top of a thick neck and traps. Joseph glanced down once, and felt like it was almost illegal to be walking around with a bulge that big.

“Um, hi,” the man said, his voice a lot friendlier than Joseph thought it would be. “I was just wondering… why were you looking at me?”

“I-I Uh… You stood out, compared to everyone else. I mean you’re… huge,” Joseph said. He didn’t want to admit it, but he couldn’t really get out of this one easily.

The man looked down, as if just noticing how big he really was. He flexed his bicep, the sleeve of his shirt stretching.

“Huh, I guess you’re right,” the man said as he sat down in a chair right next to Joseph. “I was always one of the bigger guys where I lived, but I didn’t think the difference between me and other people was that much.”

Joseph could clearly see that it was that much. He had a clear view of how the man’s massive shoulder, trap, and arm took up most of the real estate on his side profile. He had to lean forward just to see Joseph in the face. Joseph had never really seen a guy this big up close before. Sure, he had seen guys workout at the gym when he went to college, but his mass was something else, and it started to make him feel incredibly horny.

“I mean, it also doesn’t help that you’re wearing almost nothing in this weather. Aren’t you cold?” Joseph asked, trying to keep this conversation from veering too horny. The man just shook his head and shrugged. “Did you say where you were from?”

“North…east? Of here? At least I think so. I didn’t pay a ton of attention while I was flying.”

“Different country?”

“Mhm,” the man said. Joseph could hear the hints of an accent, but he couldn’t place it anywhere in his mind. “Hey, do you think you could help me with something?”

Before Joseph could reply, the man reached into the very deep pockets on his shorts and pulled out an old tape recorder and set it on the table.

“I’ve been traveling around for a few years, and I like to interview the people I meet,” the man explained. “Nobody here has really wanted to, though, that’s why I was out there in the first place.”

“Sure, why not?” Joseph felt weird about it for just a moment, but in all honesty, it was kinda cute. Plus, any way he could get his name out there was good, however unorthodox the interview may be.

The giant man then fished a tape out of his pocket (how deep were those things?) and put it in the tape recorder with a click. However, before he pressed record, he started to look around.

It was then that Joseph realized that the coffee shop was quite busy, with the sounds of clinking cups and chatting people was nice background noise, it wasn’t going to make recording something easy. The pair glanced at each other with a silent understanding of the issue at hand.

“If you came to my house we could get some better sound quality.” The man grabed the tape recorder and stood up to leave.

Joseph moved to follow him, but in that moment the hand of fear reached up his spine and grabbed him. It was an old friend, and one who had never really left his life. Every time he wanted something, it became terrifying. Even though Joseph really wanted to go, he didn’t know the man, and just going to his house without any warning was a terrible idea. Joseph looked at the man’s arms again, but in a context that was much less erotic. If things went south, he didn’t stand much of a chance.

“Actually, I want to stay here,” Joseph said as he reached out for the man’s arm. He stopped himself just short of grabbing it, leaving him to just slightly brush against it and move his hand back before it could cause more trouble. “Plus, I don’t really know you that well yet. What’s your name?”

“Oh, um, it’s Chad,” Chad said as he sat back down. “Well, that’s what people call me. My name is really hard to pronounce, but one guy called me ‘Chad’ in a previous city, so I went with it.”

An odd answer, but pretty plausible, Joseph thought to himself. He kept a close eye on Chad as he talked about his travels, before coming to the conclusion that there was no way this guy was lying. Everything about him was so earnest, like the way he stumbled over his words. He just had a sort of innocence in how he talked about the mundane parts of life, like gas stations or grocery stores. It made Joseph wonder just what his life was like before this.

“So, what made you want to travel around like this?” Joseph asked.

“My family is pretty paranoid about, well, most of the world, I guess.” Chad shrugged and sank in his seat, trying, and failing, to look smaller. “I don’t want them to be scared of the outside world forever, y’know?”

Aww. Joseph couldn’t fault people for being scared most of the time, but it was sweet that he wanted to try and help them. Chad smiled, and Joseph noticed a new oddity about the man: his teeth were incredibly sharp. It seemed like every answer he got about Chad just led to a new question.

“Well, I think I’m gonna go. Would you still want to do that interview sometime?” Chad asked.

“Yea,” Joseph said, and in a quick burst of confidence he added: “Let me get your number, and we can talk about me coming over?”

“Sure!” Chad said as he fished a pretty old smartphone out of his pocket. The two exchanged numbers, and soon Chad was walking right out that door and right out into the frozen world outside.

Joseph turned around to grab his mostly melted iced coffee, when he noticed something odd about where Chad was just sitting. There was a thin layer of frost on the table, and taking a closer look, it had the clear shape of Chad’s arms. As Joseph tried to figure out how something like that could even happen, he came to the wonderful realization that there was no way to explain it. Apparently, someone had been listening out for him, because his next mystery had appeared right in front of him.

Joseph tried to fix his hair in the mirror. It was a dark, curly mess, but with enough time in the bathroom, it became somewhat presentable. He fixed his thick- rimmed glasses, made sure that his shirt was clean, and headed out of the bathroom into the living room where he had laid out his coat and hat. His roommate was out there, lounging on the couch.

“Do I look okay?” Joseph asked, still trying to straighten his shirt.

“You look fine. Are you finally going on a date with that Chad guy?” Sarah said.

“It’s more than just a date,” Joseph said as he pulled out his phone. He pulled up the picture he took of the mysterious frost at the coffee shop. “Remember this?”

“Yeah, it’s the first clear photo you’ve taken.”

“Shut up, I have shaky hands! Anyway, he was the one who caused that, and I’ve been doing tons of research and I’ve found absolutely nothing about this, besides fragments of old European folklore.”

Sarah took a closer look at the picture. “Yeah, aren’t you looking for Bigfoot? This feels more like some magic stuff. Honestly, if you could find something like a unicorn, or like a dragon, you’d be set.”

Joseph rolled his eyes. “I’m sure there’s some sort of explanation, and if I’m the one to find it, that’s my ticket! My website will be better than ever!”

“Are you sure Chad’s gonna be okay with you writing about him like that?” Sarah said. “Because if I was Bigfoot, and I saw those articles, I don’t think I’d be happy about them.”

“Listen, what I write is purely scientific,” Joseph lied. So what if he exaggerated a little? It’s what he had to do to get people’s attention. “And I’ll be sure to get his permission before I write anything.”

“Guess that works. Make sure you fuck him before you lose the chance!” Sara said as Joseph went to leave.

“I will!” Joseph yelled as he closed the front door. Immediately, he was hit with a blast of cold air, chilling him to the bone. He put his head down, cursing himself for not grabbing a scarf, and pressed into the wind. Thankfully, it was a short walk to Chad’s house and Joseph was able to grab two iced coffees on his way over, one for each of them. Apparently had shared his opinion on not liking hot coffee, even in the winter.

As he walked up to the front door, Joseph started to feel the same pinpricks of fear, but he shoved them down. He was either going to get answers or get dick, and either one would be great. He knocked hard on the door, and Chad immediately answered.

The first thing that Joseph noticed was that he was bigger. He was already bodybuilder-sized, but he was tall, so some of his mass wasn’t as obvious. Now, his bulk was clear. His bulbous pecs jutted out in front of him, and it was clear they were heading up to his chin soon. His arms were the same way, bigger, thicker, even wider. Even in the long sleeve shirt he was wearing, his biceps looked like cannonballs of mass. In fact, they seemed to be accentuated by the straining fabric. Whatever Chad’s workout routine was, it must be working incredibly well.

The other thing that Joseph noticed was that he was wearing a lot of clothes. He had never seen Chad wear long sleeves before, and now he was completely covered up. The cold must be getting to him.

“Hey, here’s your coffee,” Joseph said. Chad gladly took the coffee out of his hand and motioned for Joseph to come inside.

Inside, the house was pretty sparse, with not much decoration, and really only the barest furniture. He had a couch in the living room, a table in the dining room, and all the appliances someone would need in the kitchen, but it didn’t feel that decorated.

“All of my recording stuff is in my bedroom,” Chad said as he lumbered off towards the bedroom. His gait was noticeably wider, as his legs now had piles of muscle to try and get around.

Joseph followed for a moment, until he saw another room, this one filled to the brim with audio equipment. It was almost wall to ceiling with mics, tape recorders, soundboards, hell there was even a speaker that shined like it was made of gold.

“Oh yea, I really like mics and stuff, and it’s really hard not to buy stuff like that when I see it. It’s one of my weaknesses. Especially that shiny speaker. It cost way too much. I don’t know what I’m gonna do with it when I move…” Chad said. He looked embarrassed as he slowly shut the door. Joseph made a note of that in his head, adding on another question.

After that quick detour, the pair finally arrived in the bedroom ,where Joseph saw that Chad’s bed and dresser had been pushed to the corner of the room, and in the middle was a folding table with a whole setup with two mics. It looked like a podcasting setup, except it was hooked up to a large tape recorder.

“So, do you just send your family these tapes?” Joseph asked.

“Yeah, I wish they could use the internet, but even them being able to listen to these is a miracle,” Chad said as he sat down at the table. Joseph took a seat on the opposite side.

“And sorry if this is too personal, but did they ever give you a reason as to why they’re so isolated?”

Chad paused a second before speaking. “They always give the same story. Apparently, some of my ancestors were royalty, or ruled an area, until one day the people living there got so angry that they slaughtered most of them. My family says it was completely random, so they’ve holed themselves up in some mountains ever since.”

Joseph wasn’t too sure on the “completely random” part. He had learned enough history to know basically every revolution had its reasons, but what was interesting was how Chad was speaking. He was talking slower, more deliberately. He was choosing his words carefully. Whether it connected to his ice…thing, it was clear he was hiding something.

“Anyway, I just started recording. We can just start with kind of a general who you are type of deal.”

“Oh, shoot. O—okay. My name is Joseph Moore. I’m uh—I think people call it a cryptozoologist? Basically, I spend way too much time out in the woods looking for things people can’t explain or don’t believe exists.”

“Have you found anything?”

“Tons. Now, if I could actually keep my hands from shaking I’d have good evidence…”

From then on, the “interview” felt really casual. Just like the conversation they had already had, just with the added fact that a few other people were listening. It was nice, even with the knowledge that Chad might leave sometime soon. However, Joseph could feel that something was off. Chad was shivering, and while Joseph could feel a drop in temperature, it wasn’t that cold in the house. Not only that, but Chad was bigger. Not just bigger than he was when they first met: he was bigger than he was this morning. When Joseph looked up, his traps were a little bit higher, his shoulders a little bit wider, and his chest pushed out just a little bit more. He looked like he was on the edge of humanity at this point, but any time Joseph tried to ask if he was okay, Chad brushed him off and said it was fine.

“Okay—mh, I just have one last question, and you can take as much time as you need, because I know it’s a hard one.” Chad took a deep breath and clenched his fists. “How do you handle fear?”

Joseph paused. Did he have an answer to that? He was a man ruled by fear. The whole reason he was so insistent on finding answers was that it was scary to not have them. Fear was his engine, his main drive, but was that handling it, or just breeding it?

Joseph looked around, trying to find something to not answer this damn question. That’s when he looked up and saw that Chad wasn’t doing that well, either. He was breathing heavily, and Joseph could see his breath. It froze the air, trailing across the table until it came to Joseph’s coffee, which was now a full brick of ice. Joseph’s eyes widened. He had evidence, and Chad couldn’t explain this away.

“Okay, what the fuck is going on with you?” Joseph yelled. “There’s been this weird ice shit around you every time we’ve met, and you won’t tell me anything about you! I’m done playing these stupid games. What. Are. You.”

In response, Chad just let out a strained cry as his muscles all exploded with new mass. In an instant, the temperature of the room dropped, and a spike of ice erupted out of the ground, piercing through the table. As Joseph was faced with a man growing more muscle than he’d ever seen, and 5 foot ice spikes coming out of the ground, he knew exactly what he did with fear.

He ran.

His drink hadn’t melted.

It had been an entire week since he went over to Chad’s house, and his drink still hadn’t melted. It just sat there on his coffee table, an entire brick of ice. If he actually cared about evidence of the supernatural, he had it. He could just set up a video of it not melting for a couple days and that would be it, and yet, he just sat there staring at it.

“The dick could not have been that bad,” Sarah said, finally done with her roommate’s shit.

“I didn’t get any dick, or answers,” Joseph moped. “All I did was yell at a cool guy like a giant asshole and fuck over my life once again.”

“Figures,” Sarah said as she crouched into Joseph’s eyesight. “Maybe, and hear me out, you could go over and apologize so that I can mope on the couch instead.”

Joseph sat up, too tired to move any further. “I just, he was hurting, and I just ran off.”

Sarah sat down next to him. “Listen, I know it feels like shit to admit you fucked up, but sitting here isn’t helping you either. You look like a corpse.”

Joseph sighed. He felt like a corpse. Ever since he left, there was nothing in him anymore, but then again, what did he have to lose? With one shaky step, and then another he lifted himself off the couch and walked back over to get his coat.

“Ayyyy, there we go. If you need any help, just call me,” Sarah said as she grabbed the frozen coffee and put it in the trash.

The walk was freezing, as winter was not about to give up yet, and because of his pace, Joseph was chilled thoroughly as he came to the front door. He knocked once. No answer. He knocked again. No answer.

“Chad? Please, can we talk?” Joseph said, his voice strained.

“I’m in the backyard!” Chad’s voice yelled. He sounded like he was in pain.

Joseph walked around to the backyard, only to see a hulking back turned away from him. It was only as he stepped on a branch that Chad turned around and showed just how much he changed.

His muscles were truly inhuman. The clothes that he would have were reduced to tatters from his watermelon sized pecs or his basketball sized biceps. His traps almost reached his ears, and his shoulders made him impossibly wide. Below, his bloated quads mashed into each other, leaving his throbbing hard cock to stick straight out, an massive, thick pole of lust.

“You came back?” Chad said, tears welling up in his eyes.

“Yeah, I’m so—oh fuck,” Joseph said as he saw Chad’s hands and feet. They were pitch black from frostbite. He ran over and grabbed Chad’s hands. “We gotta get you to a doctor.”

“No, no, it’s okay,” Chad reassured him “I’ll be fine, it’s just—I can’t hold it in anymore. I—grhhh—I tried to stay small, but I can’t I just can’t!”

Joseph felt a deep rumble in the ground as Chad tried to hold back whatever was coming. He could feel the fear creeping back up him once again, but he pushed it back down. It didn’t matter now.

“Listen, whatever you need to do, it’s okay. I’m right here. I promise,” Joseph said.

At that moment, Chad fell to the ground on all fours and cried out in pain as a transformation took hold. His hands cracked and shifted as his nails darkened and turned into claws. Then, scales colored bright white appeared on his hands, slowly traveling up his arms. As they did, the muscles in his arms exploded with mass, almost tripling in size. His legs followed suit, becoming tree trunks of white, scaled mass. The scales traveled up his shoulders and his torso causing his pecs to explode out, and his brick wall of abs to become even harder. His cock lengthened and thickened, slapping up against his scaled abs. Finally, the scales reached his head where his face lengthened into a reptilian snout. His hair receded, and spines appeared on the crown of his head, two of them becoming large horns. On his back, two powerful wings and a thick tail sprouted, each limb as muscular as the four he already had.

Joseph finally took a breath, as the transformation seemed to ebb. He stared in awe at the reptilian man Chad had become. Joseph opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted by a deep- earth shaking groan as Chad’s transformation continued.

Chad’s legs and arms shortened as his neck lengthened, making him quadrupedal. Then he grew again. He gained foot after foot of height as thousands and thousands of pounds of muscle piled onto his draconic form. He was as large as his house now, and even then his form was pumped to the absolute limit with muscle. His muscles grew larger and larger until he could take it no longer. He craned his neck towards the sky and let out a mighty roar that could be heard for thousands of miles. A frigid power shot out of his mouth and into the sky, and within seconds the overcast sky became a howling blizzard.

“No fucking way,” Joseph whispered as his mind finally came to terms with what was in front of him. An actual, true to god dragon was standing right in front of him, and right now he was staring down a cock the size of a fire engine. He would have screamed his disbelief, but the seconds-old blizzard would have drowned him out.

Before he could stare at the massive cock any longer, the dragon put his face right in front of Joseph. His bright blue eyes pierced right through Joseph, and Joseph braced for the worst, until he nudged Joseph towards the back door.

“What?” Joseph asked, to which the dragon replied by looking up at the sky and snorting, referring to the blizzard he created.

Joseph, understanding what that meant, went inside and sat on the floor. From the window he could see the dragon slowly shrink smaller and smaller, until around an hour later when the door opened to Chad in a scaled, but still humanoid, form. He was still inhumanly muscled, so every step he took shook the house, until he slammed his ass onto the ground with a thud and laid down in the middle of the living room. Joseph laid down right next to him.

Joseph’s mind was still reeling from the encounter, no matter how long it had been since Chad had transformed. All his life he had tried to find the supernatural, but plausible, and now he was laying right next to a creature he had only heard of in fairy tales. It was paralyzing, but he knew what he had to say.

“I’m sorry for yelling at you and digging for all your secrets,” Joseph said. “It was selfish of me.”

“I forgive you,” Chad said. He didn’t sound angry, just tired. The pair laid there for a few minutes before Chad spoke up again. “I don’t think I’ll ever pass as human again.”

“Are you stuck like this?” Joseph asked

“No, but I’ll have to stay this big if I don’t want to go through that again.” Chad bounced a pec, the mass bulging. “Everyone already thought I was a freak before. What would they think now?”

“You just need to find the right people. If you sign up for one of those hardcore bodybuilding gyms, they’d love you there.”

Chad chuckled and put his arm around Joseph, before sighing. “I’ve spent so long trying to understand humanity, and I still don’t understand it.”

“Understand it?” Joseph asked.

“Yes. I can look almost exactly like a human, but I still don’t understand you. My family, my people, have spent generations holed up in caves, too scared to see what’s outside, but you—” Chad said, turning to Joseph, He cradled Joseph’s face in his clawed hand. “Your skin is so soft, so easy to break, and yet you’ve planted yourselves all over the world? How?”

Joseph thought for a moment and then said the first thing that came to mind. He wanted the human answer, after all.

“Pain and fear are some of the worst feelings, but not living your life will always feel worse.”

“Huh,” Chad turned back to the ceiling, the feeling of an epiphany not quite hitting him yet. “I guess you’re right.”

Minutes of silence passed before one of them spoke up again.

“Are you going to leave now?” Joseph asked.

“Usually, I would have left weeks ago, but I could stay if you want,” Chad replied.

“I’d like that, and while I’m asking for things,” Joseph said, turning towards Chad. He laid his hand on the dragon’s chest, and felt that he was surprisingly warm now. “Could you tell me your name? I know you said it was hard to pronounce, but I’ll make sure to say it right.”

“Chosryth,” the dragon said. “But I still do like Chad. Either one works.”

“Chosryth, that’s not that hard to pronounce,” Joseph said.

Jacob’s hand hovered over the enter button as he sat on the couch. He had this typed up for months now, ready to send it at any moment, but it was just so hard to actually send it. Every time he wanted to look it over, rewrite it, make sure it was perfect. He could feel that same drive welling up inside of him again, so he slammed his hand onto his laptop in desperation, and hit Enter. Immediately, he refreshed the page. It was up. He officially quit.

“Guess it’s time to send in those applications,” Joseph groaned.

Just then, he heard the sound of someone walking into the living room, only to see Chosryth, mostly human except for scaled hands and feet, wearing nothing but the skimpiest pair of sparkly blue posers.

“How do they look?” Chosryth asked.

“They match your eyes. You look great,” Joseph said as he shifted his laptop to hide his boner.

“Good, I know the competition is a few months out, but I want to be ready beforehand,” Chosryth said as he flexed in a double biceps pose.

“Wait, you’re actually competing?”

Chosryth nodded. “I know I’m a couple hundred pounds larger than even the largest of pros, but there was a competition that would still allow me.” He went over to Joseph and wrapped his arms around him.

“I’m sure you’ll do great,” Joseph said, as Chosryth’s arms wrapped around him. And then, for the first time in years, Joseph felt peaceful.

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