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It was another day for Liam to go to school again on a cold day in November, when the leaves pile up on the grass, making it orange more than green, and when Christmas and Thanksgiving advertisements are starting to creep around your way. Beats all the political commercials though; those can get incredibly irritating and unbearable. Sadly Liam had some unfortunate things to look to every day he went inside school. It wasn't the boring social studies or science classes, not even his boring advanced math class. No, it was the vicious bullies that tormented poor Liam for his glasses, chubby weight and slightly full cheeks, and his inability to fit in quickly with everyone else or being unable to instantly get the girls in his class and school to like him. They were in the eighth grade just like he was, and he lavishes and dreads the day when they make his life a living Hell on earth, let alone seeing them pass by him in the hallway. It sucked ass when his father's job relocated as a salesman for an office supply company, making him and Liam's family move over to a different town in the metropolitan area. Now Liam has no friends, no knowabouts with the school or what it's like, no idea at all. It's been like that for a couple weeks now, but he's had no luck with trying to find anyone to talk to, even the nerds that talk about Fallout and Yu-gi-oh! Today is one thing, tomorrow is always another, Liam keeps telling himself everytime he goes through the old tall wooden doors that were the entrance to his school. Of which he thought were the gates of Hell, and each of his seven classes were the seven cycles that sinners go through. Something like that anyway.

When he was on his way to his first class of the day, which was Art class, an easy and a happy start to such a shitty and terrible day for Liam, he managed to see one of the bullies ahead of him, pushing other smaller kids out of the small line to the drinking fountain. His name was Jack, more commonly known as "Jackass," a suitable nickname known through the grape-vine of the sixth and seventh graders. Their main classrooms were relatively close to the eighth graders', so if something went down in any of those classrooms, they'd know. Some of them were called "weasels" because they claimed to spread info about it and get hurt or intimidated easily. Jack was either twelve or thirteen, having a fair or standard build and a real pug's face of a mug. No one knew for sure what his age was, and they were more curious about whether Jack could even count more than ten correctly. Other than that, Jack had some dark brown eyes, hair spiked up like fake turf on football fields, having the top of his hair cut flat. He was a little taller than the younger kids, but equal in height to some of the eighth graders. Most of the time Liam would see Jack, he'd see him pushing his way to get what he wants, literally. He lives by the saying "when push comes to shove" all too well.

Liam darted into the art classroom and sat at his assigned table with three other kids, two kids sitting on each long horizontal side of the table. To Liam's left was a twelve year old named Kenny, a lax boy who could care less about Jack and his two minions terrorizing the middle-school kids. He mostly had his elbow on the table, resting his cheek or chin and head on the palm of his hand, looking half lazy but still interested into whoever was talking at the table, unless it would be someone he didn't care for much. He and Liam didn't have any problems since Liam got here. It was unknown to Liam whether Kenny liked him or not; he didn't directly say, more rather saying it indirectly or in some implication to him. Kenny had some brown hair, blue-blue gray eyes that were occasionally blood-shot from his video games he plays. He was a little taller than Liam but not by a significant amount. Directly on the opposite side of Liam was a girl named Julie, a South Korean transfer student, who was not bad at speaking English with such a heavy native accent to her own country and language. She had some black hair with a cute pony tail on her head, looking thin and pretty for a girl her age. Luckily she's under the principal's shield from the demonic bullies that would try to pose an intimidating and an aggressive attitude toward her. She was fourteen, in South Korea she would be fourteen, but she is actually thirteen, and generally nice and optimistic about everyday life. She was that one person that seems like a light bulb, always on and brightening up things, instead of being in the dark all the time. Left of Julie, finally, was Seth, another new kid in school. But he kinda separates away from Liam because he hangs out with all of the kids on the basketball team. He's one of the players on the team, the Monarchs, a point guard.

Despite none of these kids teasing or messing around with Liam, they kinda don't notice his struggles as vividly or as much of an importance to help out someone that's feeling stressed or afraid of the bullies' confrontation as he does. Kenny, however, tells Liam to just ignore them and pretend they're just invisible, imagining them as worthless seekers of attention because they have it worse with themselves at home then at school. It appears that Kenny and Liam are on a path to become acquaintances or good classmates at school, later on becoming great friends that give each other advice that is probably good enough for consideration. Liam could only look to Kenny as his back-up or as someone to go to when he's in a little pickle. Meanwhile, the art teacher, Mrs. Thomas, was instructing kids how to work with paper-mache, having the option of making the letter of their first name or making an animal of their choice. The class voted more on the letters than the animals, thinking it's much easier to do and it'll take less time. Liam's table talked with each other about how art class can be boring sometimes or how it can just focus too much or too long on one simple project or concept, or not doing what the other art classes are doing daily.

The bell rang and it was time to head on to the second class of the day, and everyone was cleaning up and grabbing their pencil bags and stuff, exiting the art room. For Liam he would be heading onto his Spanish class as his second class of the day. As he went on inside he saw more kids get pushed around by Jack and his crew of two idiots beside him. Liam soon found himself surrounded by them. "Hey fatty," Jack said to him, "Where's your spare lunch money? I want it." "You c-can't take my lunch money. It's all I have or I won't get any lunch today." Liam replied with a worried and a whimpering tone in his voice, shaking a little in his knees. Jack's minions, Ben and Body, were walking around him in circles, grinning villainous-like and mischeviously. "Yeah Liam! Where's our lunch money huh?" Ben teased, and Body was holding Liam still as Jack was hitting and punching him in the stomach and face. They used Liam like a punching bag, and Ben covered Liam's mouth so that no one can hear him if he screamed or tried to call for help. Punch after punch, swing after swing, left-hook then right-hook, then uppercut, it was horrible for Liam. But they stopped and let Liam fall to the ground, roughened up and beaten, defeated. They looted his lunch money and kicked him a couple times and laughed as they walked away. Liam wept quietly and tried to not make himself look like more of a crybaby laying on the ground after what happened. He can't help it, what else could he do in a situation like this?

"What's wrong, Liam?" someone asked him, standing above him. Liam opened his teary eyes and looked up to see Willie, the school janitor. He was a young black man that was favored and loved by the kids, staff, faculty, and even by the parents. He was a hard worker and a great man, always lending his brightening smile and helping hand with simple life lessons with some of the kids. Willie was wearing a denim blue janitor's jacket, having his half-worn Nike shoes on and a mop and rolling bucket of water. Willie had some black hair on his head, black eyes, and was a tall man. He held out his hand and bent over to pull up Liam and Liam accepted his offer of being helped up. With lots of intervals of sniffles, he replied to Willie, "Th-they beat me up and took my lunch money again, Willie..." "Aw, I'm sorry Liam. I don't like those boys very much. Punk-ass kids thinking they're the best and they can do whatever they want. Wait 'till they get a piece from me and the principal," Willie wasn't an advocate of what the bullies did to him too. "They filled all my buckets with milk from the cafeteria one time. Had to dump it all out and wash it out, adding more time to what I already have lots to do. 'Is ridiculous, man. I swear... Why are they so angry and mean?" Liam shrugged his shoulders in response. "What am I gonna do now? They have my lunch money," he asked Willie. "Y'know, Liam my man... I think I got an idea." "Really? What is it?" Liam sounded eager and excited, "Well, I got these energy drinks in my locker at my office. It always gets me charged up and makes me feel like I can do my thing much easier and faster. Plus it's healthy and not lethal or harmful to ya, whaddya say?" "Please take me to your office, Willie." Liam requested, putting his hands together. Willie nodded and led him to his office, showing him all these kinds of energy drinks and sodas he had stashed in his bully-proof safe. Liam's eyes opened up more in amazement at all these drinks. "Hmm...Lemme see..." Willie scratched his chin and tapped his foot, thinking of which drink will help Liam. Finally he picked one out, labeled "Pride," and handed it to Liam. The "Pride" drink was red and gray, having a red emblem of a lion roaring next to the "P" in "Power." "Okay, here. This is the one, Liam. I think this'll work for you. Tell me what you think, 'cause I haven't had one of these in some time now, at least not that brand." Liam was speechless, "I...I dunno what to say-" "Then don' say notihn' man. Is all good. Now get back to class before the teachers start caring about you kids now, aight?" Liam gave Willie a big hug, patting him on the back, nodding and running back to Spanish class.

Lunch came around at noon and people were sitting at tables, sitting next to their friends or who was in their class. With Liam it's sitting by himself, even though he wants to sit with Kenny. But he was at a full table and Liam didn't wanna embarrass himself and Kenny by making an impression. Thus, he sat at an empty table and just had his energy drink with him, tapping his fingers on the table, bored and hungry. Until Kenny, out of nowhere, sat next to Liam and sighed. "What's up man?" he asked, "Why you sitting here all alone?" "Oh, hey Kenny," Liam answered, "It's just that I'm alone and all the tables are full. I didn't wanna embarrass you by saying hi to you..." "Nonsense man. Those were just a bunch of assholes and rich bitches that don't know struggles because they can jut pay it off and it'll go away. I know that's now how it works but I feel like they can just use money to solve their problems. Whatcha got there?" Kenny pointed to the energy drink. "Oh this? Willie gave me this, said it'll help me with my problems with the bullies." "Lucky, wish I could use one of those." Liam chuckled as he commented to that, "I think we all could use one." Kenny laughed. "I like you 50% more already. Screw those bullies, man... How come you got no lunch?" "They took my lunch money again." "Damn man, I'm sorry. Want mine instead? I can just whine to the cafeteria ladies and they'll just gimme whatever." Kenny gave Liam his lunch, which was a bunch of chicken nuggets and mozzarella sticks with some sauce to dip in, and he got up to wait in line for the hot lunch. Liam shrugged and started eating his lunch quickly and happily, loving the mozzarella sticks. He opened up his drink of "Power" and started gulping some of it down. The energy drink tasted like citrus, very strong and tasty like Mountain Dew, but better. He managed to wolf down his food since he was so hungry, and sighed happily, smiling. Then his stomach growled and gurgled, feeling unsettled and a little weird, causing Liam to stop smiling and feel like his stomach was aching as it gurgled and groaned. Liam started to sweat a little, feeling hot and abnormally warm, getting the feeling he's gonna throw up and everything. He gagged a few times and tried not to show it, not wanting others to see him vomiting, or if he'll even vomit. Little did Liam know that something far from a bad stomach ache or vomiting his food was happening, and that his feet were slowly getting longer, slightly larger in his shoes, toenails elongating and growing longer past human standards, straining his long socks a little bit. He was also slowly getting taller and sweatier as his armpits, belly, chest, and back was dampening his clothes. His hands were feeling strange as he felt them falling asleep on him, but that they were changing too, fingernails growing longer. His hair felt itchy as it was slowly growing longer and he was starting to have a little bit of peach fuzz, short small facial hair that was barely noticeable from a distance, start to appear. He gasped in horror at what was happening to him, not knowing what was happening to him. No one seemed to care or notice that Liam was there, and Liam peeked around to see if he was being watched, finding out no one is seeing this happening to him at all. He felt pain in his feet as his shoes felt smaller and smaller, socks straining more and more. He got up and quickly rushed over to the restroom outside the cafeteria and went into the last stall over by the corner, the largest one of them all. He locked the door and sighed, relieved that he's all private. He took the drink with him for reasons unknown and sat down on the toilet seat with the lid closed, looking at his growing hands. They made cracking noises as something was swelling in the palms of his hands, pink in color and looking to be like paw pads. His hands were looking like large, padded paws, but still looked like a human hand with opposing thumbs. "What's happening to me!?" Liam asked with a shriek as he saw his paws and felt his shoes about to bust, looking down to see his shoes bulging and being stretched out from his growing feet, socks straining as his legs grew longer and a little thicker, but not in the sense of fat. No... They were growing muscle tissue, strength and power forming and only building more and more until his legs were starting to tear apart his pants apart, revealing his furry thighs, hips, quads, and lower legs thick as a fairly small tree.

Liam's torso bulked up and expanded, his shoulders broadening and his arms growing thicker, bigger, and his biceps were the main focus as they were bigger than basketballs before Liam even knew it, His stomach flab flattened and then popped and grew out into an eight pack as hard as steel. His lats and his other chest muscles were growing into place. His pectorals were pressing out with his barreling chest, making his breathing deeper. his shirt was ruined and now ribbons as his back grew bigger and sturdier, widening a little with his shoulders. The fur was already all over his muscled torso. almost as thick like his future mane that would come around

Liam's eyes were widened and almost bulging out of their sockets, and his jaw was dropping as low as it could go. He had never been so shocked, so speechless, so breathless before, feeling a huge integration and combination of feelings as one. Yet he couldn't find ways to express them all with one facial expression or gesture. Thus, he decided to let it happen and keep going. Next he felt stubble form on his face, then a rapid sprouting of facial hair on him. He felt it grow out with his hair, almost circling around his head and neck too, forming what looked like the mane of a lion. "What? No.... No way..." Liam whispered to himself, now realizing and understanding what he is transforming into, a male lion. He kept running his hands over his hairy face and head and sees his hair turning blonde and golden-yellow, feeling some hairs grow around his mouth, thin white whiskers showing themselves. His nose morphed and changed to be pink and feline, and soon Liam's face and jawline was stretching in audible pops and cracks, forming a feline muzzle of a lion. His neck thickened and simultaneously his voice deepened with each painful grunt as his changes were nearly complete.

An unsettling struggle in the back of Liam's jeans was felt as a thin tail was making a hole and having a bushy brown haired end. It flicked and moved wildly in confusion with Liam's confusion as to feeling this new appendage. A couple seconds later his tail moved and flicked slowly and wherever Liam wanted it to go. It was his tail and part of his body after all... His ears shrank and disappeared into his head, and at this moment he couldn't hear anything. But more could be heard little by little as his enhanced ears formed on top of his head. With his new and improved lion's ears he could hear lots of things more clearly and precisely, like the sous of growth and cracks that were occurring in his body and the water rushing in the old pipes. He could even hear some laughter from passer-by's outside the bathroom.

Liam felt a burning in his eyes and he winced in pain as he shut them, gritting his teeth. As his eyes were changing, so were his normal teeth as they became sharper, longer, more preferable for devouring meat. Carnivores must have some fangs in order to really tear apart their meals. Liam's tongue also became longer and more coarse like sandpaper for whenever he gets something on his paws, cleaning them. As Liam's flared his eyes wide open with a gasp, his eyes were yellow and the iconic, majestic eyes of a male lion, the big cat, the king of the jungle. He panted with exhaustion as he tried to lean over on the sink and try to recover from his transformation. Unfortunately his jeans gave up and literally tore to shreds, leaving Liam totally naked. His fur covered his changed sheath and jewels very well so it wouldn't be a big problem anyway. Liam looked and explored his new body, blushing at the fact that he's naked, feeling so exposed and humiliating. He looked at his tail and couldn't believe he had a tail, not to mention his rather round and toned furry rear he's got now. He felt his body from the bottom to the top, and when he got to his face and head, he looked at the reflection in the mirror. His jaw dropped and he saw the legitimate "pearly whites" he had, his deadly sharp fangs and canines as his teeth.

"I'm... I'm a monster..." Liam said to himself in his much deeper and very new voice, "A huge lion monster... How could this happen to me? I... I didn't ask for this... Oh man, what's that guy gonna think of me now? What's everyone gonna think when they see me? They'll call Animal Control and I'll end up in a zoo!" Now he sounded angry and more commanding and impacting with his voice. For the first time, Liam heard himself growl and he stopped at his own surprise. "Was...was that me? *deep sigh* I sure hope no one heard me or saw me change..."

For about ten minutes Liam remained in the restroom pacing around and talking to himself, thinking of the possible outcomes of showing his new self to the world, questioning if he should act like a monster since he looks like one, or try and keep it cool. Then his stomach growled and that interrupted his train of thought. All that change his body underwent must've drained it and depleted it of lots of energy. And Liam's hunger was almost unbearable at this point. He's gonna have to eat twice more of what his capacity usually is than before. With a deep breath, Liam shrugged and was at the door. "Screw it," he said, "I'm not gonna starve today..." And then he finally went out and had his old clothes thrown away in the trash can.

Being almost eight feet tall and totally massive and huge, it was weird for Liam to literally walk naked and barefoot in school, but he's totally covered. And hearing his own padded footsteps were weird but he would get used to the feeling of paw pads and all that. So far no one saw Liam walk back. Even if they did, they would just accept it and acknowledge that's him. Strange, Liam thought. Why is no one screaming yet? I can see them looking at me too! What's going on? But as he was too busy looking at the other kids looking at him he accidentally bumped into Kenny, and Kenny fell backwards but Liam didn't even budge. Usually he was the one that falls down when he's bumped into someone.

"Oh my god. Kenny? A-are you alright?" Liam helped Kenny up and scrape off some of the lunch that got on his shirt, "I'm so so sorry; I didn't see you coming and I was too busy looking at-" "Yikes, alright buddy. Calm down, calm down. I'm not dead or anything. Accidents happen," Kenny replied with a smile. "Wait... So you're not scared?" "Scared? Scared of what?" Kenny looked at Liam confused with a raised eyebrow. "Me? I mean look at me, I'm... I'm..." "You're a lion-man, I get it. What's the big deal?" "Wait...How do you know that-" "You've always been like that man. Didja hit your head on something in the restroom?" Liam was totally mind-fucked and mind-blown. "N-no... It's just I can't believe this is what I am..." Kenny smirked and picked up his lunch tray, "Yeah, I can't believe it either. 'Cause there's no other Liam like you anywhere else in the world. C'mon, you're probably hungry, Let's sit down and eat..." Kenny led Liam through the empty lunch line and got three cheeseburgers and a bunch of salad to balance out his meal, followed by a big cup of water to wash it all down. Liam never ate his food so fast before, and he was glad and full of the tasty school lunch. Then again, lots of things taste good when you're incredibly hungry.

Some of the girls looked away if Liam was looking around in their direction or peripheral vision; they couldn't get enough of his attractive body, and one of the triggers was either his ass, his innocent smile, or the amount of buff and bulk he had on his godlike body. Life went on as Liam being this huge muscular lion man in school. The only bad thing about that is sitting behind him in class, especially when he's at the front row. All that could be seen was an almost-eight foot tall creature that's too big for the desks. It's a miracle they haven't broken yet due to his immense weight on them. And as for the bullies, they ran the hell away from Liam everytime they tried to mess with someone else. At one point he and Kenny were invited to speak out against bullying, and even try to hang up posters about it, and for no smoking. Kenny decided to decline the poster thing and speak out his own way, not wanting to be one of those so called speakers that probably memorize another person's written speech. He and Liam just spoke about it whenever someone in class asked. They didn't talk too long but just enough to get the point across. Liam and Kenny would soon become the closest and best of friends... Which made Liam thinking if Willie had more energy drinks left in his little fridge.