"Don't you remember, buddy?" Hal boomed as he slapped 'Caleb' on the back, almost knocking the poor boy over.
Now, Caleb really couldn't remember a thing he looked down to see a nylon t-shirt tucked into some elastic waist shorts, and seeing his now hairless body, "have I always looked so boyish?" he thought to himself. He stuttered a no before Hal cut him off "well you're here to see the affects of obesity on young men" he said as we warped his arm around the impressionable young man and led him off to another room.
"B-but I'm not f-fat" Caleb said in a meek voice, almost like he was questioning it, "not now but soon you will be! Boomed a proud Hal".
Mitch watched on as the impressible Caleb formed a new identity right before him, "yes Caleb, soon you'll be splitting those seams and we'll have to change you into something more... fitting" he began laughing and patted Caleb's flat tummy.
Caleb looked at the two men and wondered momentarily why he would agree to such a thing, but didn't really question it; he was putty in their hands thanks to the drugs they'd used, they could reprogram him into their obedient little lab rat...
"Now drink up, buddy" Hal gleefully said as he handed Caleb a class of thick pink liquid.
It teased like creamy and felt thick, Caleb drank it all up, just like the good boy they where training him to be.
The scientists then took him to his room, they explained that he was to sleep on sight for the duration of the experiment, and side stepped his questions about how long that would be, putting him to bed soon after they left the room to discuss their expectations for the morning...
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