Gangreen's Muscle Soldiers 13

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What did you do to him.

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The manor's dining room was filled with the delicious aroma of breakfast. Professor Gangreen sat calmly, enjoying his morning coffee, while Igor happily stuffed his mouth with sausages, his cheeks bulging. Walter approached Gangreen, handing him a tablet displaying the report from last night's attack.

Gangreen, laid-back, took the tablet and calmly read through the details, taking a slow sip of his coffee. "It seems you've attracted some rather unwanted attention to our doorstep, Igor," he stated, his voice even. "You really should have been more careful."

Before Igor could reply, his mouth still full of food, the dining room doors swung open. Unit 4 entered, gently carrying Jason in his arms.

Igor turned his head, about to joke, "Look who finally decided to show up for breakfast..." but his eyes suddenly widened. He stared at Unit 4, then at Jason, and exclaimed, "What did you do to him, kid?!"

Jason, still in Unit 4's arms, looked puzzled. "What?"

Igor pointed dramatically. "Look at him! He's shrunk!"

Jason, confused, reached out and touched the soldier's face, then his firm chest and shoulders. Unit 4, leaned down and gave Jason a soft kiss. "Everything's the same to me," Jason said, still not understanding.

"No, no, kid!" Igor insisted, pointing lower. "Look down there! Look! His junk! What in the world did you do to him?"

Jason looked down. A slow realization emerged on his face. "Oh... that..."

The boy finally understood. Unit 4's erection, which had been a daunting, monstrous presence, was completely gone. While the bulge in his briefs was still undeniably huge, it was no longer the intimidating, fabric-stretching monster it had been. It was simply... just large.

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Jason reached up, gently brushing Unit 4's scruffy jaw with his hand. "Are you feeling okay, Unit 4?" he asked, a hint of concern in his voice.

The soldier responded by leaning down and giving Jason a soft kiss, then carefully set him down at the breakfast table. Unit 4 then pulled out a chair and sat right next to him, his presence large and comforting.

Walter, ever attentive, quickly placed a plate of breakfast in front of Jason, laden with fluffy pancakes, crispy bacon, and scrambled eggs, and poured him a fresh glass of orange juice.

Igor, however, couldn't let it go. "How did you manage to turn him off, kid?" he blurted out, a wide grin on his face. "I mean, look at him! Can he even do his shift today without his, um... boner?"

Jason looked at Unit 4, then back at Igor, a slight blush creeping onto his cheeks. "I'm not sure," he admitted, reaching out to brush Unit 4's heavily muscled, hairy arm. He tried to pinch it, feeling the solid, dense muscle beneath his fingers, but couldn't get a grip. "He seems to be fine," Jason observed, "except for being soft down there." Unit 4, in response, slightly tensed the muscles in his arm, giving Jason a reassuring kiss.

Unit 4 then caught Walter's attention. He pointed at Jason's breakfast, then held up two fingers, and finally pointed to himself. Walter immediately understood the silent request: the soldier wanted a plate of the same breakfast as Jason, but with double the amount of food, and, knowing Unit 4's growing fondness for it, extra bacon. Walter nodded, heading to the kitchen to fulfill the super-soldier's hefty breakfast order.

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Walter returned with the massive breakfast order for Unit 4: a full plate piled high with pancakes, scrambled eggs, and an obscene amount of crispy bacon. The super-soldier immediately began to dig in, eating with the same focused intensity he applied to everything else.

"Look, there's clearly something wrong with him," Igor declared, gesturing with his fork. "He used to only eat rations! Now he's practically a civilian gourmet!"

Jason, meanwhile, was surprised by the sheer quantity of bacon on Unit 4's plate. "Well," he commented, "he certainly seems to enjoy bacon a lot."

Unit 4 paused his rapid eating just long enough to give Jason a tender kiss on his messy hair. Jason's face flushed with a soft blush.

Gangreen, having finished his coffee and breakfast, handed the tablet with the attack report back to Walter. "Thank you, Walter," he said, his voice calm. He then turned to Igor. "You should make the purchase of the land today, Igor. Take two soldiers from the guard tower with you. They'll ensure no one follows you this time."

Then, Gangreen looked at Jason. "Jason, I need you at the lab today. Let the staff handle the routine care work for the soldiers." He glanced at Unit 4. "Unit 4, as you were." With that, Gangreen rose from the table and departed for his new lab in the underground.

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Shopping Trip Volunteers

Igor finished his breakfast with satisfaction, wiping his mouth with a napkin. "Alright, listen up, guys!" he announced to the dining hall. "I need two volunteers! We're going on a shopping trip!"

Almost immediately, most of the staff members at the dining table enthusiastically raised their hands. Igor grinned. "Okay, okay, the first two who raised their hands are coming with me. The rest of you, maybe next time!"

The two chosen staff members quickly bagged their half-eaten rations to go and stood ready beside Igor. "See you later, kid!" Igor called out to Jason, winking. "Don't do anything I wouldn't do when I'm gone!"

Igor and his two accompanying staff arrived at the underground loading dock, where two muscular-soldiers from the guard tower were already waiting by the armored van. Everyone climbed into the vehicle, and Igor drove it onto the new lift. The lift hummed, smoothly raising the van upwards. As it neared the surface, massive blast doors slid open, and the platform moved into place. Igor drove the van off the lift and onto the surface, the platform lowering and the blast doors sealing shut behind them.

Unit 4's New Preference

Meanwhile, Unit 4 had already finished his hefty breakfast. Walter, ever the attentive caregiver, brought him several drinks to try: milk, soda, juice, and coffee. Walter was trying to figure out what the super-soldier preferred to drink.

Jason watched as Unit 4 sampled each beverage, his expression unchanging with every sip. Finally, Unit 4 pointed decisively at the black coffee. Walter's face lit up, and he quickly made a note, delighted to have found a new preference for the powerful soldier.

Unit 4 waited patiently for Jason to finish his breakfast. Once the boy was done, Unit 4 stood up, strapping his huge pulse gun to his shoulder. He then gently picked up Jason, gave him a tender kiss, and carried him towards the underground lab.

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In the lab, Professor Gangreen looked up from his work, a hint of satisfaction in his voice. "Ah, good, you're both here."

Unit 4 gently set Jason down, then leaned in to give him a tender kiss. As the soldier began to turn, Gangreen called out, "Unit 4, come over here, before you go. I need to do a quick test." He held out a thick syringe, its needle glinting under the lab lights. Without hesitation, he jabbed it firmly into Unit 4's massive, muscular bicep. The needle, however, met unyielding resistance, bending sharply and then snapping clean off against the soldier's skin. A quick-thinking assistant staff member immediately retrieved the broken needle and syringe, properly disposing of the biohazard.

Gangreen's eyes widened slightly. "Interesting," he murmured, a note of genuine surprise in his voice. "Invulnerable, even without his usual... arousal." He nodded, dismissing the soldier. "Thank you, Unit 4, you may go." The soldier rendered a sharp salute, then gave Jason another kiss before heading off to begin his routine patrol route before his official shift started.

Gangreen then turned his attention fully to Jason, holding up a small glass container with the faintly glowing liquid and colorful seeds inside. "I believe you left this in my lab this morning, Jason?" he asked, a knowing glint in his eyes.

"Yes, Professor," Jason confirmed, his cheeks flushing slightly. He then began to explain everything that had happened, detailing the unexpected event and his surprising discovery.

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Professor Gangreen listened patiently, his expression unreadable, as Jason explained everything in detail, even the smallest, most personal aspects of his unexpected morning. When Jason finished, Gangreen nodded slowly. "Thank you, Jason," he said, his gaze drifting to the glass container. "I guess this may have something to do with Unit 4 as well."

He paused, then added, "I'll take a closer look later, but right now, I have a job for you."

"Wait, um..." Jason interrupted, his eyes on the shimmering seeds. "Professor, I was thinking, maybe we can plant some of those seeds? Since we only have one metallic tomato plant, these seeds might have the potential to grow another similar plant."

Gangreen's eyes brightened. "You make an excellent point, Jason." With surprising accuracy, he used a pair of tweezers to carefully pick out a few of the colorful, glowing seeds, placing them in a small, sterile container. He then handed it to a nearby staff member. "Take these to the gardener immediately," he instructed. "Handle them with extreme care."

"Okay, now that's out of the way," Gangreen said, turning back to Jason, his attitude shifting to a more serious tone. "Jason, I believe you're aware of the... incident during the night?"

"Yes, Professor," Jason confirmed, a depressing note in his voice.

"Even though the immediate threat was taken care of," Gangreen continued, "we may have some problems in the future. With so many individuals suddenly missing, the local officials will certainly begin to investigate soon. Of course, we have enough firepower to fend off any direct threat with our new weapons and soldiers, but I'm not about to take any unnecessary risks."

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"We need more of your toy collections," Gangreen stated, his gaze fixed on Jason. "According to Scotty's report, he's suggested we expand our workforce and security to three times its current size. That means expanding the property and setting up several outposts at the borders."

Gangreen's expression grew serious. "We did lose three staff members during the night. A minor loss, technically, but it pointed out a significant flaw in our current security. We won't be making that mistake again."

He then looked directly at Jason. "I'll leave the tomato harvesting to you. Take two staff members with you. We need lots of tomatoes."

"Got it, Professor," Jason replied, understanding the weight of the task.

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Harvesting for the Future

Following Professor Gangreen's directive, Jason began his primary task in the underground farm. With careful precision, he selected 35 regular tomatoes, their perfect red skins promising the right base for new staff members. For the enhanced security force, he chose 16 robust beefsteak tomatoes, their larger, firmer bodies ideal for creating new muscular soldiers.

He then entrusted the two accompanying staff members to transport the harvested tomatoes back to the lab for the transformation process. Jason, however, remained in the lush surroundings of the underground farm, searching for particular, rare metallic tomatoes, their unique shape promising further breakthroughs.

The Transformation Begins

Back in the lab, the two staff members arrived with their precious cargo. Professor Gangreen, with the assistance of his team, immediately began the complex transformation process. The underground lab was equipped with five transformation chambers, sleek and humming with advanced technology. This efficiency meant they should easily be able to convert all the regular tomatoes into new staff members and the beefsteak tomatoes into intimidating muscle soldiers well before lunchtime. The chambers glowed faintly as the genetic restructuring began, turning simple vegetables into the vital workforce and security the facility so desperately needed.

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Special Harvest

In the wide underground farm, Jason carefully took his time, his eyes scanning the rows of unique tomatoes. By experience, he knew exactly what he was looking for: metallic tomatoes with particular shapes that could transform into patrol vehicles. He carefully selected and collected 12 of these distinct tomatoes, their surfaces glinting with an otherworldly sheen. He then asked a nearby staff member to bring them back to the lab for transformation.

Believing there was still time before lunch, Jason continued his search, hoping to find something even more special. He spotted a sharp, slick-looking tomato, its unusual form suggesting it could turn into some kind of stationary weapon. Next, he found a long, slender one, remarkably similar in shape to a zucchini or cucumber. And then, among the foliage, he discovered a cluster of grape-like tomatoes, each tiny fruit possessing a unique, complex shape of its own. He carefully placed all these unusual metallic tomatoes into a clear container.

As Jason stood up with the container in hand, Unit 4 appeared silently behind him, scooping him up into his strong arms in one swift, unexpected motion. Jason gasped in surprise, a blush rising on his cheeks. The soldier immediately began to pepper him with kisses, rubbing his chiseled jaw affectionately against the boy's face. Jason giggled, his blush deepening with every touch. Unit 4 then carried him directly to the underground mess hall for lunch.

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The underground mess hall was far more lively than usual. With three times the number of staff members now populating the facility. Unit 4 navigated the bustling room, bringing Jason to Professor Gangreen's table. He gently sat the boy down, then took his seat right beside him.

Walter, brought Jason a plate of lunch: golden-brown schnitzels with crispy fries and a tall, creamy chocolate milkshake. For the beefy soldier, Walter delivered an even larger, extra portion of the same meal. But with beer for beverage.

Jason set his clear container of metallic tomatoes to the side of the table, then began to cut a piece of schnitzel, bringing it to his mouth before taking a big, satisfying sip of his milkshake. He clearly enjoyed the food.

Gangreen, noticing the unique metallic tomatoes in the container, gestured towards them. "Are those the ones you want to transform this afternoon, Jason?" he asked, a rare interest in his voice.

"Yes," Jason confirmed, swallowing a bite. "I think these ones are the ones we need."

"Very good," Gangreen replied, a rare smile gracing his lips. "I look forward to your findings."

Jason then turned to Unit 4, a hint of concern in his eyes. "Don't you need to release?" he whispered, remembering the soldier's earlier state.

Unit 4 simply leaned over, gave Jason a soft kiss, and continued to eat his schnitzel, seemingly unaffected by the question.

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Professor Gangreen finished his lunch and stood up. "I'll see you in the lab, Jason," he said before departing.

Unit 4 had already devoured his massive meal and was now slowly savoring a beer, a surprisingly domestic sight. Jason found it weird that the super-soldier was behaving a bit like a normal guy. The soldier patiently waited for Jason to finish his milkshake. Once Jason was done, Unit 4 leaned in, gave him a kiss, and lifted him into his arms, carrying him directly to the lab.

Upon arriving at the lab, Unit 4 gave Jason another kiss, then communicated with a military sign that he was going to take a nap. He then left the lab. However, instead of going to the usual room in the manor, he headed to the underground living quarters. He went to the room with Jason's name on the door, located conveniently next to Igor and Gangreen's underground rooms. The room was decorated with a more futuristic aesthetic, and many of Jason's toys were arranged on the shelves, creating a familiar, comforting atmosphere should Jason decide to use the room. Unit 4 took off his boots and equipment, then got onto the bed and fell asleep.

In the lab, Scotty and Archy eagerly arrived, curious to see what new creations Jason would bring forth this time. Jason placed the three unique metallic tomatoes into separate transformation chambers, initiating the process simultaneously.

The first tomato transformed into a sleek, imposing stationary weapon, clearly ripped from the pages of a sci-fi novel. Its purpose was immediately obvious, requiring no explanation. The second tomato became a tall, slender sci-fi rocket, standing vertically in the chamber. Scotty quickly noted "ICBM" on his tablet, recognizing its likely destructive potential. The last tomato, a cluster of grape-like fruits, dissolved and reformed into an array of organized pieces of sci-fi panels and components. Archy's eyes lit up with excitement when he saw these, recognizing them as invaluable building parts.

Gangreen, observing the results, turned to Jason. "Okay, Jason, we need more of those big guns," he said, gesturing to the stationary weapon. "And definitely more of those missiles." He then added, a nod to Archy, "Those little 'Lego pieces' are clearly Archy's specialty."

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The three of them — Jason, Scotty, and Archy — dispersed, each heading to their respective tasks with newfound purpose.

Jason made his way back to the vast underground farm, directly to the metallic tomato plant. His mission was clear: find more of the specific metallic tomatoes Gangreen had requested for the big guns and missiles. But ever the curious explorer, his eyes also scanned for any new, unusual specimens that might catch his eye, promising even more fascinating transformations.

Meanwhile, Archy took the newly transformed building pieces – those complex, unique components from the grape-like tomatoes – to the underground dock where they stored the crates. With careful precision, he poured soldier goo onto the complicated parts, watching as they rapidly grew to life-size, hardening into durable, alien-looking building materials. He quickly took detailed measurements of these new components, his mind already buzzing with ideas. He then hurried back to the engineering workshop, eager to begin his designs for new, terrifying defenses for the expanded facility.

Scotty returned to the command center, his focus immediately shifting back to the array of monitors. His fingers moved fluidly over the controls, resuming his careful watch over the entire property, ready to detect any new threats or anomalies.

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Igor returned earlier than anticipated, the van smoothly descending on the lift into the underground dock. He skillfully parked the vehicle, and staff immediately began unloading the newly acquired supplies while the accompanying soldiers went to their duty posts.

Igor stepped into the lab, a stack of legal papers in his hand. He presented them to Professor Gangreen, delighted. "Professor! I got them!" he announced. "All the land you asked for, and more! I bought it from the same real-estate guy we got the manor from." He gestured expansively. "This area is basically wasteland, has no value, so I was able to buy much more land than expected, and the price was much cheaper than I thought!"

Gangreen examined the deeds, a rare smile of genuine satisfaction spreading across his face. "Excellent work, Igor," he commended.

Igor, still bursting with accomplishment, then reached into a separate, discreet cooler he'd brought. "Oh, and Professor, I also got the muscleman sperm you asked for," he said, producing several vials. "We can make nine more horny soldiers with these!"

Gangreen raised an eyebrow, surprised. "How did you manage to acquire so many in such a short time?"

Igor shrugged. "Easy! I bought it all from a local sperm bank. I just cleared out their entire stock of 'muscle man' donors."

Gangreen chuckled, shaking his head. "Good work, Igor. Truly good work."

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Igor wasted no time after his successful land acquisition. He headed straight to the command center to update Scotty on the newly acquired territory, expanding their virtual map with the vast, inexpensive wasteland he'd purchased. Once the data was integrated, Igor proceeded to the underground farm.

There, he found Jason carefully examining the metallic tomato plant, clearly searching for specific specimens. "Hey, kid, find anything special?" Igor called out, approaching him.

"Igor, you're back so early," Jason replied, a touch of surprise in his voice.

"Yeah, I'm good at my job," Igor boasted with a grin. He then began his own task, picking out nine robust beefsteak tomatoes, their firm, ripe forms promising powerful soldiers.

Just then, Unit 4, having awakened from his nap, entered the underground farm, his eyes scanning for Jason. Igor spotted him approaching. "Hey, kid, your boyfriend's here!" Igor teased, a wide grin spreading across his face.

Jason's face instantly flushed. "He's not my boyfriend," he mumbled, though Unit 4 was already leaning down, giving the boy a tender kiss.

"Well, you two act like newlyweds," Igor continued, regardless to Jason's embarrassment. He then looked at Unit 4 with concern. "You sure he's okay? He's still not... turned on down there."

Jason, feeling a sudden impulse, reached out and gently grasped the soldier's package. He fondled it a bit, then slightly tickled Unit 4's balls. The super-soldier grunted, his powerful body shivering uncontrollably, and his penis gave a distinct twitch.

"Whoa!" Igor exclaimed, stepping back slightly. "Is that how you handle these guys?"

Jason looked at Igor, then back at Unit 4. "I think he's fine," he said, still holding Unit 4, "just not excited."

Unit 4 slowly caught his breath, then leaned down again, showering Jason with more affectionate kisses.

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"Well, he clearly likes it," Igor declared, a smirk playing on his lips as he watched Jason's interaction with Unit 4. "Come on, we should get these tomatoes back to the lab."

Unit 4 gently picked Jason up into his arm, giving him a tender kiss. He then followed Igor out of the underground farm, heading towards the lab, the chosen beefsteak tomatoes secured for their transformation into new soldiers.

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