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Energy’mon: Burning Night (Preview)
🕑 Added 2023-03-04 15:44:56 +0000 UTCUgh, I can see it already. JD looked at the case on the counter, the last thing to put away. He frowned, rubbing his face. Well, fine. I’ll try it. A quick sip won’t do much anyways.
He broke it open and took out a can. It made a satisfying fizzle when he cracked open the drink. He leaned in and sniffed it.
Instant disappointment struck him. Ugh, that cherry cola flavor? God, that stuff sucks. Definitely gonna have Raph take this stuff.
Taking a moment to center and calm himself, JD braced. Just get it over with. He brought the can to his lips, his arm fighting every second of it. Do it now! He took a sip, the tiniest and quickest he could manage.
His pupils dilated the second a drop hit his tongue. His entire body spasmed as more hit it. Warmth began spreading throughout him. Enticing, pleasurable shivers broke out, followed by a gruff, low moan of delight.
JD had drunk plenty of Energy’mon in the past. The effects were always stimulating and intense at first, though he had grown used to it by now. This time though, things felt different. It was usually not this powerful. Was it because he never tried this flavor before or was it something new.
He hunched forward, gritting his teeth. Just… just one sip. He tensed up, a hand gripping the counter. This… this is wild.
The powerful feeling only surged, goosebumps breaking out. His clean shaven face twitched, silverish hairs sprouting on his chin. They grew longer, thicker, and scratchier, spreading out across his lower jaw, forming a thicker beard than usual.
That wasn’t it for hair either. A different warm, but scratchy feeling spread across him. Body hair was growing out thick. Hairs poked through his collar while more filled his arms and armpits. Even down below, hair grew out, spreading up to his belly button for a thick happy trail.
JD panted, looking down at himself during it. His body was toning now. All that extra body fat and weight was melting off. Arms and legs were fit and his stomach was flat, everything just having a nice, athletic look to it. He had a body on par with that of a runner.
Whoa… He brushed some of the sweat from his forehead, the surging pleasure dying down a little. That was wild. All I had was one little sip. What a fucking rush.
He licked his lips, flinching. Ugh, still taste that cherry cola crap.
