"Snapping one for the memories:"
He has tried everything. Diet, exercise, and more. He has only achieved being skinny with no muscle definition beyond some moderate bicep size.
People like him have heard of rumors of people fusing into stronger, better versions of themselves & have formed secret groups dedicated to finding out these methods for their own use. From videos of old men regaining their youth, to young twinks turning into living Ken dolls, they want it, and they want it badly.
Another video made the rounds.
It was a nerd absorbing some of the best athletes at his college at the same time.
"He must feel incredible taking in all of that talent."
"How is he going to pick a sport, lol."
"Man if only he would share a couple of jocks with me. Selfish."
Zeke rolled his eyes. The true value of these groups are not the videos or pictures, but the rumors.
He heard of a particular hotel that might be in the fusion circuit. After inquiring more details & some searching, he found the location. By day's end he had a reservation for a one night stay.
48 hours later, and he was at its golden entrance:
The Jasmine Amaryllis Hotel.
Zeke whistled in awe as he walked in.
He was soon at the receptionist desk.
The key apparently was to say the right phrase.
"Hello, sir. What brings you in for an stay? For business or pleasure?"
"Yes, many of our patrons find themselves renewed after staying here. I hope you find what you are looking for."
"Maybe you could guide me to what I need."
No chuckle, but a big wide smile.
She got other information & verification and checked him in.
"Mr. Bitter here will guide you to some of our facilities as a thank you for your stay."
Zeke followed Mr. Bitter to the gym.
"As you can see, we have a great equipment selection. No matter the fitness goals, we can accommodate."
Zeke had tuned out Mr. Bitter to look at one of the gym goers:
Young, handsome, & strong. His stay was free. The hotel invited many fit & athletic individuals to try out their facilities for their "opinion."
Mr. Bitter followed the trail of Zeke's eyes, and made note of who caught his gaze.
"I would like to take you to our infinity pool & spa, but you look tired. Let me take you to your room to rest & freshen up."
Within 15 minutes, Zeke was in his room:
"Wow, no wonder it costs $10k a night. The cleaning & maintenance costs must be sky high."
His belongings were set next to an opulent bed. He sat down on a couch, and ordered room service. After eating an almost never ending stream of luxurious, a knock on his door rang throughout his room.
"Hello Sir, we have selected an total package spa treatment for you today, on the house."
Zeke did not argue, he took the gift. For the next three hours, he experienced things he never thought were possible as every inch of his body was pressed, stretched, & rubbed in a way that felt renewing.
And thus we come to the first photo.
He returned to his room to find his clothing missing. After a search he found a letter on a desk:
"Go to the receptionist for your items & a gift."
He huffed and then went down to the receptionist with just a towel wrapping around his lower half. After explaining the situation, the receptionist apologized and told him that his clothing would be returned along with a new wardrobe on the house.
He went to the elevators & found them not working. He was about to go up the stairs when one set of elevator doors clicked open. He quickly went in as he had no desire to be going up a drafty stairway with no proper coverage on.
He went in & found Nolan inside as well. He was wearing nothing but swim trunks.
"Must be an thief epidemic in the hotel."
The doors closed, and the elevator box rumbled as if it was moving.
Zeke tried his best, but he could not ignore the handsome face & the rippling muscles that adorned Nolan's body. It was like he was standing next to an living art masterpiece.
Zeke then remembered why he was here: to confirm the rumors of this place facilitating mergers. If they were true, then let him be one with someone like Nolan.
There was a floor counter at the top inside the elevator box, but it did not change numbers despite 5 minutes passing by.
"Don't tell me we are stuck?!"
"At least it's ground floor, so falling to our deaths is out of the question."
Zeke went to the floor button panel to hit the emergency button, but there was no emergency button. Instead, there were two buttons with bold lettering on them:
"What's the difference," he thought.
A voice rang in Zeke's ear: "Seize this moment, he is yours. Everything he has belongs to you!"
Another rang in Nolan's ear: "You are his now. Your hard work, your talent is meant to serve him. Give in. Complete his being."
Nolan was confused, but Zeke was now determined. With courage he grabbed Nolan in an embrace.
"You are mine. Come to me my potential!"
Nolan began to sink into Zeke.
Both men were struggling as Nolan tried to get out & away, and Zeke tried hard to hold him in place:
The floor counter was not tracking the floors they were on, but the fusion completion process.
The number ticked up to 10.
Nolan felt his skin melt & merge into his captor. He could feel his blood flow change course, his muscle fibers break apart & go into Zeke.
As his strength left him, he began to flail less & less.
Next, his bones grew weak & brittle as their minerals joined Zeke's own. He began to lose consciousness as his brain broke down into a slurry & joined Zeke's own brain.
Soon, Nolan was just an hand sticking out of his chest. Like ice cream melting into a pool of milk, his hand sunk with a light plop.
Their DNA lined up & created a quad helix structure. It began to fire up.
Nolan's mind began melding with Zeke's own. Zeke could not help but snap his head back as he took in Nolan's confidence & other traits. And as his body began to morph, he could not help but moan.
With each new vertebrae growth, he yelped. He would be taller.
Waves of muscle grew around his neck making them thicker, and they would be as long as Nolan's own neck.
There was a series of pops as his shoulders & pecs exploded with muscle. He flexed his arms, and mountains of muscle appeared where they were not there previously. He flexed fingers and they too grew.
His waist grew outward, going from a V shape to an H shape. His abs started going through random configurations, settling on 80% Nolan, 20% Zeke.
His butt ballooned two times their size. No more flat butt for him. His rod grew three times long & two times girthier. His sack increased in size to accommodate his jewels being twice as heavy.
This made him climax, and he began to shoot occasional volleys of his seed.
At the same time, Nolan's shorts became his as the towel disappeared. They changed from black to red.
Massive cracking noises issued from his legs as they exploded with new muscle. Zeke was developing arthritis in his knees, but with Nolan's youthful body merging with his, that was no longer the case & would never be.
He flexed his toes and they also grew.
His face got lumpy as Nolan's facial features settled with his own.
He would have Nolan's skull shape, eyes brows, and eyes. He kept his nose & ears, and had a mixture of his & Nolan's mouths.
Testosterone would flood his body from his jewels, and he would have facial hair again, but to a less degree thanks to Nolan. His hair color, volume, and styling would come from Nolan. The texture was an combination of the two. He would gain a bronze version of his skin tone.
The elevator grew dim & electricity issued from the walls & covered Zeke. He started floating in the air.
The current surrounded him like a drunk spider designs a web. That 1% was the finishing process. It made the merger permanent, and insured that the target would not be the dominate mind. For Zeke, he felt his mind become clearer, sharper. He had Nolan firmly under his command. The stud's mind would serve him as his body is doing now.
The lights went back to their full brightness, and Zeke's feet was back on the ground.
He un-cocked his head & let out a deep breath.
"This is awesome. Now this is what you call a body."
Zeke began to flex his arms.
He kissed them, and then bounced his pecs.
"I've always wanted to do that."
He squeezed and flexed his stomach.
"Not just abs, but an blocky 8 pack. Thanks Nolan, you have given me what I have been missing out on. No wonder you jocks & gym rats are so arrogant. I would be too."
He pulled away his shorts.
His shorts & surrounding area was clean & dry. The elevator was designed to keep the area clean at all times, so his unintentional spilling was dealt with quickly.
The phone was mysteriously next to him & had wifi.
"Time for the after photo:"
There was also a video of him assimilating Nolan into his being.
He posted it to the group, confirming the rumor of the hotel that facilitated mergers. He would be the main subject for months.
He also told them the phrases that they needed to say & went about his business.
How they were going to get the $10k was beyond him because a free stay meant that they were on the menu.
The doors opened to his floor.
A cute lady named Felecia had a wide smile after seeing him in his glory.
He smiled back with slightly slanted eyes. Nolan within him was pushing him to shoot his shot.
