Some time later you are back in the stark white Revival Chamber having just awoken and beginning to admire your new form in a projected mirror.
Your towering new form is impressive to say the least, over seven foot tall and immensely broad across the shoulders and chest. Your gigantic form is a mass of softly tanned rippling hard muscle; nano-augmented muscle like Protectorates and you had pushed the limits of how far the technology would allow you to go in the strength department.
Your glands have been refined and improved too; the strong musky odor of your super-charged pheromones fills the room but not as before. A small change to the molecular make-up of the chemical has made the odor more subtle, several times more intoxicating and with the slightest whiff of colone to its scent. Not bad at all you muse; women’s pussies should gush at the scent of it and you wouldn’t stink out the room anymore.
You roll your massive shoulders, larger than any Olympic weight lifters, and ball your huge fist reveling in overwhelming sense of power radiating from every inch of your body as you eyes move down your prodigious new figure.
Your pecks are great slabs of meat like chiseled rock paving stones, your abs and lateral muscles shifting and bulging effortlessly on will. You waist tapers in down to your strong hips and muscular ass and your cock… dear Jesus; your cock!
As thick as a soda can and 12 inches long, it stands out erect in front of you like a third limb. It is as heavy and hard as a steel rod and you don’t doubt you could batter down doors with the monstrous, nano-strengthened limb. Your balls are larger as well, the size of limes in your sack and enhanced to produce nearly endless supplies of potent semen for your copulating pleasure.
All the muscle on your body, member included, was denser than stone and impossibly powerful. You suppose that your own body would probably have collapsed under its own immense weight if it weren’t for the amazing technology of these beautiful alien creatures.
The only original feature you have kept is your own face, though your complexion is clearer than it has been in years and your teeth; were they a bit whiter and straighter?
You are just inspecting them closer when you door slides opens behind you and Protectorate storms in, clearly enraged.
“What have you done to me, human!?” She screams at you shaking with rage in her new body…
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