My First Transformation: Unleashing the Beast in the Basement
Baker Street basement lab. Midnight. Rats squeaking in panic. My heart hammered like a jackhammer. Naked, skin prickling in the cold air. Years of brewing this foul cream. Tonight, no turning back. Those bitches laughed at my pathetic little prick. First hooker stopped mid-fuck, bored. Second smirked at my shrimp dick. Alice? She howled. Rage…