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The boy who cried wolf (rewrite)

The Boy who Cried Wolf
Tommy was sitting in the waiting room of the DHS building. Staring at an open book, his eyes lost and near empty. The nurses spoke often of his tragedy. So bad, so tragic. His family was taken by a horrible fire that burnt down the house. Then a few weeks before that he lost his best friend in a murder. The nurses felt so bad for him. He did however have a distant cousin who was coming to pick him up, apparently some far off relation he never met but knew of him.

Tommy was a stunning youth. For his age he was wrather tall, about a good 6'2. He was strongly built, one of the biggest students in his grade. He had sandy blonde hair, and a wonderful farmer's tan to go with his sky blue eyes. He looked perfect, which added to his tragedy...such a handsom sexy youth having all these bad things happen to him. He began to rub the pages of his book, looking over the same story over and over..."The boy who cried wolf..."

-in the start-

Tommy was a boy who like many country boys...dreamed of being a pro athlete or some kind of famous music star. He didnt like farm life to much, always working in the summer and going to school every other time and working yet again on weekends. He had a friend though, a neighbor named Jacob. The two were almost inceperable ever since the 4th grade. Jacob was a special kid, he was 2 years older than Tommy but he had a slight mental deficiency that held his mind back. The kids where picking on him for being slow minded, Tommy came in and saved him. As time progressed well, Tommy was the star for a while, he was fast, smart, and strong and Jacob was his loyal companion.

Then like all things in nature's web, people change. Puberty was good for Jacob it seemed, his muscles where bursting every week and was becoming the perfect specimen. Ripped lean muscles defined his body, the bulk of his body was sometimes too much for him and often was clumsy. In the end by the time he was 15 he thought he was a super hero. He loved being a star on the school football team. Tommy however, grew envious over time, he never developed, always thin, always skinny, and worst of all, not popular.

Soon something began to worry Tommy. One day in class he watched Jacob, he noticed his clothes getting tighter, just as soon as some of the seams popped Jacob ran out of class and ran to the bathroom. A few minutes later Jacob came back panting and looked only slightly bigger than before. It seemed like this happened once a day right on cue. With every absence Jacob always looked bigger. That was when Tommy wanted to know why. He followed Jacob to the bathroom and stopped him.

"Why do you run off the bathroom and look bigger every time?", Tommy grabbed his friend by the arm, hearing more seams pop on his shirt and pants, and seeing his pants zipper bulge. Jacon got shocked and did not know how to explain, he knew if he didnt hurry something bad was gonna happen. He broke from Tommy's grip and locked himself in a stall, unzipped and began to jerk off in a hurry. Tommy forced the door open only to see Jacob's body expanding, ripping clothes, and soon got too big for the stall, it squeezed him to the point he could not Jerk off no more and he had a look of fear in his eyes.

Tommy closed the door and slide around the bulding mass. "Jacob what the fuck is happening?!' Jacob grunted looking very scared, "I need to cum....ill shrink if I do...waited too long this time..." Jacob was unched over, his cock fat and bulgey pushed between both pecs and his thighs, the head very large and the piss hole wide enough to look like a vagina. His body being crushed by the stall walls he looked up with pleading eyes but could not muster the lung power to ask for help. Tommy huffed in frustration and wrestled with his mind. He unzipped and quickly jerked himself into a hardon, he knew he could not suck or jerk off his friend so he had to go with option 3.

Tommy positioned himself and slide his cock into the piss slit oh Jacob's cock and began to fuck him. He bucked his hips faster and faster the growth on his friend subsiding, only wanting to help his friend and feel great. He was more into girls so this was not so bad. As soon as Jacon was srunk down enough to move, he began to buck his hips thrusting his cock back at Tommy, enjying this weird new love making. He even liked the idea of having a cock inside his own, did not even care if his own cock was shrinking down. They both came, and both enjoyed it. Jacob explained that he was under a science experiment from his father to help make some super soldiers for ending the wars with the other countries.
Tommy tried to blab about it to any one who'd listen, but they thought him crazy. What made it worse is that summer vacation had hit and no one would see the proof. Tommy needed proof, so he continued to see Jacob, only as a friend, and made sure to try and see Jacob grow. He wanted to know the secret that keeps Jacob growing, he knew he had to ask and had to play some games to get his friend to tell him.

He stood there in Jacob's room, watching the gentle giant. Jacob begged him almost all summer to come over, to hang out, to even talk. Now was the time he figured. Jacob turned around, looking very shy. Tommy was 16 and and Jacob was 18, but their minds where kinda on the same level. Jacob figured this is what love is and decided to act on it. He turned around and offered Tommy single red rose, looking shy as ever. Tommy took it and hid back the disgust in his eyes, he was streight, and had no love interest in Jacob. He looked up at his big friend and finally asked him. "How did you become so big?" Jacob relented and told him, the lab was in the cellar of the house, his father gave him injections every morning which had a side effect. The muscles were on a time release, once he had an orgasm the chemicals in the body that are released from that orgasm help reverse some of the growth this way the subject does not go overboard.

Tommy dismissed himself to the bathroom. He had the answer he wanted. He looked himself in the mirror, and threw the rose away. He slammed his forehead on the counter many times, slammed his arms in the linen doors and cabinets until they where bruised. He beat himself up enough to look assaulted. Then snuck out of the bathroom and went into the Kitchen and grabbed a knife. He cut himself a few times and went to Jacob's Room. He explained to Jacob this is what love is..pain, and that he would wrather die then to be with a giant fag. He threw the bloody knife down and ran right for the cellar, he looked around for the vials needed to make himself more than jacob's equal but jacob's superior. He grabbed a bag nearby and looked for the vials. He found a whole freezer full, he stuffed in 6 vials into the bag and began to sneak out. He thought why stop at 6? He turned to grab a few more but a hand grabbed his...Jacob's father.

-----at Tommy's House----

Tommy's mother was reading a book that arrived in the mail. It was a red leather bound book with only a single story inside. The story was called "The boy who cried wolf". The story was well known, a shepherd boy watched the sheep every day, watching for a wolf. But one day the boy did not see a wolf, but a wild child making off with a sheep into the woods. The boy cried wolf because of how the boy looked, and told the townsfolk what had happened. They formed a mob and followed the trail into the woods.

Tommy's mother looked up, and seen Tommy all bloody and bruised. She dropped the book and took her son into her arms. She asked him what happened. She knew he went over to Jacob's house and seen this. All Tommy said is that he was hurt..that HE had hurt him. Did not say who..just kept saying "HE HURT ME...HE HURT ME!". No one knew Jacob's father came home early so they all assumed it was Jacob who did this. The family and neighbors formed a mob and stormed Jacob's house. They were furious, at first they were in love with Jacob like the american dream, but now they only seen him as a musclebound rapist.

Tommy's Father went into the house alone with a lead pipe. He walked into Jacob's room and seen the giant muscle teen hunched over on his bed holding a bloody kitchen knife. He was sobbing and looking sad, as if his world had ended and he knew he was to die soon. Before he had time to react, Tommy's Father struck him over the head and beat his skull in as hard as he can. He came back, bloody from the mess he made and felt horrible. Then Tommy came through the crowd and seen Jacob's Father coming out of the cellar. He pointed at him and shouted "HE DID IT! HE HURT ME! HE IS THE ONE!". To the dismay of all especially Tommy's father a murder was commited and an innocent had died.

Jacbob's father was taken away, for the supposed assault on Tommy, experimenting on his son, and a few other things the family stacked on top. So at a loss of his son, Jacob's father offed himself in his jail cell.....

----in the lab---

Tommy was grabbed by the wrist and thrown to the floor. Bottles and chemicals got knocked off the table from the jolt on the ground. Tommy struggled for a peice of broken glass and stabbed Jacob's Father with it. Then he grabbed the middle aged scientist and slammed his head into the wall. The old Man crumpled down and went unconscious. Tommy kicked him a few more times and picked up the bag. As he ran to the house he threw the bag underneath a crate of apples and thought up a quick story to tell his folks as to why he looked this way.

-----in Jacob's room----

Jacob sat there, alone, holding the knife. He did not understand. He loved Tommy, he opened up to him. He gave him his heart and told him his secret. Why...why did Tommy do this? Was he not the one? He began to cry. All he could remember was Tommy's cut up body and how he threw the knife on the floor. Jacob walked over and picked it up. He was gay, he was a fag. He was also a big muscled freak. Ya people liked him, ya he was sweet and kind hearted. But now all he saw was a circus freak who was not worthy of any one. He sat on his bed, and started to contemplate the knife. The wrists maybe? The neck? The heart? which would be the fastest...would the knife even cut him?

He had no time to decide, he looked up as the bedroom door was forced open. He seen Tommy's father holding a lead pipe. He did not even fight, resist, or move. He just let the adult beat him down, he wanted to die, he let it happen. He lost his will to live and this was a mere repreive....a mercy from the pain he felt inside. He did not know why this had happened or why he was doing down, only that in this end, he would not have to endure it much longer.

----weeks later----

Tommy took the vials, a few drops at a time, worked out, let the magic happen, and did just as Jacob did. He did not feel any remourse, no pitty, nothing but the hunger for power, popularity, and adoration. He quickly got to the same proportions as Jacob did before summer break, and looked astonished at how close in apperance he was to Jacob's. The vials where gone, and no more would be made since the government confiscated the remaining vials. Pitty he thought, but what he gained was all he needed.

He went to school, and tried to show off. People where mixed with sadness and disgust. They were upset that Jacob was dead, and how Tommy was trying to replace him instead of being the most hurt at the loss of his childhood friend. He was angry, where was the respect? The adoration? the fans? The ladies? He was the strongest in school and the most attractive. Yet they ignored him still and went about their lives.

He came home, and sat at the dinner table. His parents were still greiving over what happened. It was fortunate for his father that every one took up for him and hid the fact he murdered an innocent teenager. Tommy was demanding attention, and accidently let it slip that he went through all this trouble to get like this just to be what everyone wanted. They put it all together and found out the truth in no time. Tommy beat them both down and almost lost his mind. He needed to make it look like an accident. He wrote a letter that looked like his dad's handwriting and left it in the mailbox. He then dragged them upstairs and retrieved a can of gasoline. He doused his parents in it and the room, and as much of the house as he could. With the spark of a match, more deaths occured.

It was called a murder suicide. His father's "note" stated he could bare it no longer. Confessed to killing Jacob, and he could handle the guilt no more. It was reported that he killed his wife, and set the house a blaze. Tommy explained that he was asked to go get something from the barn when he seen the house go up in flames, and did not want to risk dying himself trying to save them.

He was only 16, not yet old enough to live on his own. So he was about to go into foster care when he was told he had a Cousin coming to collect him. The insurance check alone would insure a wealthy future for him, and this relative of his would provide him a home till he was 18. It was going to be a perfect new start for him and apparently no one suspected him.

-----current time----

Tommy sat there with a blank expression on his face. He continued to read the story. The villagers went into the woods and found the wild child in the cave. They killed him and took back the sheep. Later that night, the shepheard boy went to the hill and overlooked the sheep. He began to laugh and smile, he stripped off his clothes and looked at the moon. His body began to grow, bulk, and go lean. Hair sprouted from his body with ease as his head shifted to that of a large wolf. He hunched over due to how the shape of his legs became like that of an animal's. With a mighty howl he grabbed a sheep, and ran off into the woods eating it. The reason the shepheard boy or the villagers never ran into the wolf and why he was such a good guard? It was because the boy who cried wolf, was the world himself.

He looked up as a dark haired woman walked passed him dressed all in blue. She explained to the lady at the desk she was Tommy's cousin. She walked over to Tommy and extended her hand. "I am your cousin from Salem. My name is Jadis Namah Barbello. I am from your mother's side of the family from her great aunt." Tommy did not bother to question the line of bull she was feeding him, he just wanted to get away from point A. He walked to the car with her and sat in the back seat. They spoke of new begginings, and a new family for him to go play with. At first Tommy did not understand, but she explained that a narssicistic pyro maniac like him would have fun bouncing from family to family, getting love and admiration for his tragedy and then set the place a blaze like a family curse that haunts him. He gets the money and they split it. He liked the idea alot for some reason. They drove off, in a hurry, leaving almost no tail.

----in the office---

The lady at the desk filled paperwork. But she found out none of the papers where signed, and could not remember the lady's name. She was about to call the cops when she looked up and seen a man walk in. Long black hair in a pony tail, glasses, pale, a leather trench coat, and a thick breif case. He introduced himself as Alexander Von Grimm and that he was a privat detective on the trail of a con woman who is wanted for various thefts and murder's all along the east coast. Informed that he was minutes late, he cursed himself for not driving. He opened his book, and went to the missing pages of his book. He knew the story..he only wished he had gotten to the boy before he read "The boy who cried wolf"....
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