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Wednesday, Jared came home from a long day of work, immediately showered off, got dressed, ate, and went to sleep so he could do the same thing over again the following day. Thursday was no different, there wasn't really much variance during his workweek other than maybe nuking a Hot Pocket instead of Pizza Rolls in the microwave for dinner. Construction work really wore him out each day, especially during the long, drawn-out days of summer when the heat index could easily reach into the mid 100s. Friday night, however, was one of the scariest moments of Jared's life.
Just like normal, he opened the door to his locked top-level apartment. It wasn't an overly attractive living space, but for his meager paycheck, Jared was able to make ends meet. He locked the door behind him, set his toolbox near the front door, and began stripping as usual as he walked toward the bathroom to take a relaxing shower. Wadded and laid aside on the floor were his saw-dust dirty blue jeans, white work shirt with the company logo, orange safety vest, favorite pair of black and white Nike Hyper Elite socks, and steel-toed work boots. Unbeknownst to Jared, his work boots had approximately a handful's worth of sand in them.
Jared stepped into his shower, drew the curtain towards him, and began the draw the water. After a few moments Jared stuck his right foot's big toe underneath the faucet, but instead of feeling the temperature being either cold or hot, he didn't feel anything at all. He didn't even feel the wetness of the water against his skin, which took him a few seconds to even process. After those seconds had elapsed and he looked down, he saw the upper-left corner of his foot including his entire big toe and part of his pointer toe had fallen off of his foot into the tub itself, being washed away by the water faucet still fully running. Jared screamed so loud Ms. Portia from the apartment below him heard him and began to stop what she was doing to check to see if he was okay. Upon closer inspection, Jared saw the part of his foot that he thought was cut off by the water drain on from work was gritty and porous, almost sand-like. He quickly turned off the water, ran into his room, grabbed a cylindrical container of Jamaican sand he took from his vacation seven months ago, ripped the lid open in one quick motion, and started pouring the small container's contents of seashells, coral, and most importantly sand over the part of his foot that was cut off by his water faucet. By this time, Ms. Portia had finally climbed up the flight of stairs separating their two apartments and started banging on the door. With little-to-no time to react, Jared ran towards the door still fully naked and opened it slightly to peek his head out the door. Jared had yet to see that his foot had completely recovered from the shower incident.
"Hi, Ms. Portia. What can I do for you?" asked Jared somewhat nervously. "I heard you scream all the way from my apartment so I ran as fast as I could to check up on you. Are you alright?" asked Ms. Portia in response. "Yeah," Jared responded, "I just turned the water on too hot in the shower, but I'm fine." "Alright, I just wanted to make sure you were safe; I know how it is living by yourself. I'll go ahead and leave then. It was nice seeing you." "It's nice seeing you too, Ms. Portia," as Jared shut and relocked the door. Breathing heavily at first but then looking down at his foot and breathing a bit more slowly, it seemed as if he wasn't hurt at all. How could this be? He needed to investigate. Jared went back into the bathroom to put his shirt, jeans, and Nike socks back on.
Jared knew he only had a little bit of his vacation sand left so he ran into his kitchen, pulled out a dropper from his junk drawer, went towards his kitchen sink, and ever so carefully drew in enough water to fill the dropper. Jared then ran back into his room where the remaining Jamaican sand was lying on the floor in a spread-apart pile and sat next to it. Jared held out his left arm, and with his other arm began to release water droplets onto his extended arm. The first couple of droplets turned his pale skin to sand, and as he added more the sand turned into a dark brown color until it became so heavy it broken from the rest of his arm. Jared accidentally let all of the water in the dropper go, and the overbearing weight caused his left arm to fall off. Jared beginning to panic but not as bad as the first encounter with this oddity in the shower began to take his right hand and scoop as much of the remains of the souvenir vacation sand back where his arm was to try to repair it. It wasn't enough and now Jared had no idea where to find more sand to heal himself. He then remembered the sandpit downstairs the kids from the first-floor apartment played in. He concealed his dismembered arm and hand with a towel provided from work in his toolbox before heading out the door and flying down the two flights of stairs.
Luckily the first-floor family, the Gonzales, were not at home yet. Jared quickly stepped into the sandpit and was starting to kneel down towards the bottom so he could pour more sand over his broken arm. He didn't need to as he realizes his Nike Hyper Elite socks were absorbing sand into themselves and into his body as his left arm began to heal itself. In the span of only a few seconds, all of the clothes he was working on had turned into a beige-sand color before returning back to normal. Jared was bewildered by all of these revelations about his new self. The most important question to be answered was how on earth this all came about. But his mind was rapidly moving onto the bigger things, and with more than enough sand left in their Gonzales' sandpit, Jared wanted to test things even further. He began to imagine himself getting taller and in a split second his entire body became a beige, sandy humanoid growing for the five or so seconds Jared allowed himself to take more sand into his body. After returning back into his normal human shape, he realized he had grown 4 inches, and his clothes upsized along with him. Jared headed back into his room before the Gonzales' arrived back home and began questioning him why he was standing in their kids' sandpit.
Jared after heading back inside and locking his door for the third time in one evening, he headed back into his bedroom, standing in front of his full-length mirror. Jared began to flex and imagine himself in a more muscular-looking figure, and his sand powers did the rest. His flab began to melt away as did his waistline, while his stomach formed into a solid six-pack, has pecs protruded, and his biceps and triceps grew threefold. His facial features also began to drastically change: his blonde hair began to turn into sexy dark-brown, almost black color, transforming in the process to an undercut, his few pimples and zits completely disappeared and smoothed out, his eye color turned from hazel to dark blue, and his teeth straightened and turned pearly white. In a matter of thirty seconds, Jared became unrecognizably hotter and more desirable. In the moment of looking at his more handsome self in the mirror, he had a scheme that would satisfy his longest desires for his own self-pleasure. Realizing it was getting late and that he wasn't really hungry (not evening knowing if he could consume regular food anymore), Jared stayed up until about midnight when he planned to head out about an hour and a half northeast. In the meantime, Jared began changing forms for self-pleasure and eventually into a completely different outfit from his work clothes, eventually settling upon a red, white, and blue USA Olympics Nike Dri-Fit shirt, khaki shorts, the same black and white Nike Hyper Elite socks, and a pair of matching Nike slides.
It was around 1:30am and Jared had finally arrived at the abandoned glass factory. Jared's construction company used to be stationed here until COVID-19 forced their company to downsize. The glass company that took over also was hit heavily by COVID-19, so badly hit in-fact, that they were not able to financially recover and went bankrupt. Behind the parking lot and the front of the small building were miles and miles of sand dunes the company used to craft glass out of. Now, Jared was prepared to put his powers to good use: good for himself at least. He made seemingly passed through the tall metal gate that held back those trying to get in from, well, getting in. Jared walked all the way to the first sand dune that had to be at least one hundred feet tall. Jared took off his Nike slides and dipped his right Nike Hyper Elite sock into the colossal sand pile.
Jared's entire body began to pulse as his eyes rolled back and he began to moan loudly. His entire body turned into its beige, sand form as Jared walked directly into the ginormous pile of sand. Jared began allowing the sand surrounding himself on all sides to be absorbed into his own body. Quickly, Jared grew to eight feet, ten feet, fifteen feet, twenty feet, twenty-five feet tall, while his muscle also continued to grow beyond all belief. Jared also let his khaki shorts to dissolve into the rest of the sand, allowing his dick the opportunity to grow enormously alongside the rest of Jared's body. Jared was having unbelievable palpitations, and this was only the first of the many dunes gated behind the company's parking lot. All of Jared's muscles continued to bulge and swell in size, all of them protruding Jared's veins. After absorbing the entire first dune, Jared was 217 feet tall, his dick was 38 feet in length, and he weighed well over 1,500 tons. However, Jared was not only able to have that much strength but was also able to control how much of an effect his weight had on his surrounding environment, preventing people from waking up to the massive earthquake Jared would otherwise cause with even just slight movements. Jared used some of the sand in the second pile to create a makeshift full-length mirror to admire himself in, as he allowed himself to briefly turn back into his fleshy form. As he began to flex at himself in the mirror, he began to notice he was already cumming hands-free. The sight of himself in Nike clothing this massive was too much for Jared to handle, although Jared made sure to not let any of the cum get on himself.
Turning back into his sand form, Jared quickly made his way towards the next two sandpiles, both of them bigger than the first one. Jared absorbed these two sandpiles into each other to make a temporary companion for himself he named Jason, (after his crush at his construction job). Jason, standing more than two and a half times taller, muscular, and sexier than Jared began to flex his arm. His muscles were so huge, they made a makeshift dildo for Jared to use. Jared began riding Jason's flexed arm dildo, going deeper each time. Jared was going so deep in-fact, Jason had to absorb another sandpile to make it even longer and bigger. After Jared eventually made it all the way to the base of Jason's arms again, Jared absorbed Jason into himself, now standing over 1,800 feet tall. The outline of his sand-filled Nike Hyper Elite socks by themselves stood well over 250 feet tall. But wanting to push the envelope, Jared allowed himself to erupt like a sand volcano. His body dispersed itself over every square inch of the glass company's lot. Jared began to absorb all 173 sand piles.
Despite living rurally in New York, Jared had visited the Statue of Liberty, the Chrysler Building, the Empire State Building, and more, and he was now taller than all of them put together one hundred times over. His body was so huge, he gave himself nine arms through which the put his Nike shirt through; he gave himself twelve legs all of which had ribboned Nike's Dri-Fit cushioning and custom Nike symbol not just one side of each sandy sock, but on both. Jason also gave himself three throbbing penises, which each had three arms that attended to fisting inside (yes fisting the inside of his dicks) and two for handjobs. All 24 of his nipples were being constantly pinched; his anus was being intercepted by a 20,000-foot spiky sand pole. Jared, whose total height now exceeded 70,000 feet, turned back into his human form briefly and began to cum of all three dicks for more than an hour. Never has anyone in human history felt quite like Jared did now.
When it was all said and done, Jared realized it was about 4:15am in the morning: if he didn't unabsorb all of the sand soon, someone would soon catch him. However, this was his life now, so instead of going back to normal life, Jared decided to now live with all of the gigantic sand dunes at the abandoned glass company.
Six months later, Jared was still living and loving his new life as a sandman. The abandoned glass factory was turned into a strip mall hosting several different department stores, and the mountains of sand piles were all shipped back to Egypt where they were originally imported from. By using his sand shape-shifting abilities, Jared was able to change his identity, looks, and whole life to become one of the best gay sex industry workers ever, able to fulfill the hopes and desires of all who come in contact with him. Jared has even started to send copies of himself over to several different parts of the world through Egyptian sand exportation. The next time you are soaking up some sun at the beach or doing your next landscaping project, whisper to the sand next to you: your life could change forever.
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