Damn I'm hot

Chapter-2

"Arghmmm" I twisted in my bed as I woke up gasping for breath.

"Haaa…. Haaa…."

Fuck why am I getting dreams of Omni-man's memories? Is this a part of assimilation?

I looked at the time and it was just 5 AM. I hardly got a few hours of sleep after I slept again.

"Damn… my head hurts.." I got off my bed and went to my bathroom to heed nature's call.

I pulled my trousers down and immediately noticed something different, my wiener was bigger. Not by much, but I know my dick well enough to notice the changes in size.

It went from being almost 6 inches to more than 6 inches.

Words can't explain the things I feel right now. And yes, my dick is erect every morning.

"Is it due to the assimilation? Just how much did I assimilate?" I opened the gacha screen to see how much I assimilated with him.

-In Progress: [Nolan Greyson- 0.8% completed ]

It isn't even 1% and my body's already changing? Then what the hell will happen when it hits 50% or something higher?

I just hope that my whole personality won't change the more I assimilate with him.

Maybe the dreams speeded up the assimilation? Though I can't remember what exactly happened in my dreams, I'm pretty sure I lived like years of Nolan's life in that single dream.

"Urgh.. why did it have to be so complicated?" I sighed and flushed my toilet and went back to my room.

"Now that I'm 1% Nolan, can I fly?" I wondered as I tried to do so, by mimicking the feeling I got when I flew in my dream.

As expected, I didn't fly.

"I was expecting too much for not even 1% I guess." I sighed and pulled my chair near me.

And strangely it was easy to do so, almost too easy.

"Did I get stronger?" I wondered and I tried to clench the metal part of the chair.

And it gave away and deformed to my hand pressure almost instantly. I looked at the deformed part carefully with awe.

"I can do that?" 

Now that I notice, my eyesight has gotten a lot better too. I don't even feel the need to go back to sleep again either.

To test my limit, I tried lifting my bed up and it was also easy as fuck. I didn't even have to strain. Just how strong have I become?

And how strong will I become if I hit 100%? Can I blitz Thanos and destroy celestial?

Well, let's not jump the gun here. I have to be alive till I hit 100%. Which isn't a hard thing, considering I can literally lift up a 300 pound bed with a single hand.I could very certainly kill someone with my bare hands.

"So assimilation speeds up when I experience his memories as a dream huh?" Sitting on my chair I wondered.

If experiencing stuff boosts it? Straining my body and pushing it will also do the same right?

Well only one way to find out.

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"593" I counted.

Finally I'm starting to sweat. It took me 592 continuous push ups to even start sweating.

Makes me realise just how strong world busters like them are. 

I'm currently at a gym near our house which I had a membership in, though I hardly come here. This world bought it for the new year and stopped coming after a week. But the membership was for a full year, so I can still come here.

Thank god nobody except the sleeping receptionist is around because if they saw me doing this, there's a chance rumours could spread.

And rumours are a very bad thing in this world, because who knows which hydra or shield agent will learn about this and start to observe me.

The world I'm currently in is very confusing. I did my research on my way here, there are no avengers formed yet, the year is 2007, X-men isn't famous but Charles Xavier is a billionaire, No Fantastic Four but there is a company called Baxter.

So yeah.

I'm fucked in all and every way possible.

I can just hope that this is the cinematic universe so that way, I can confidently survive by just reaching 100% assimilation with Omni-man.

"Phew… 700 should be enough for now." I stopped doing push ups and stood up and did a small stretch.

My arms are sore, but If I wanted to I could've pushed for more than a 1000, though that'll just be useless.

After that I tried some other gym equipment to test my limits.

While running, I was comfortable at running 12 mph for almost 30 minutes.

In Weightlifting, I easily lifted like 400 pounds but didn't go further because someone could watch the security camera footage.

The progress in assimilation went up by like 0.2% which is a win in my game.

After about 6 AM, I left the gym as I had to go to school.

Yes, I didn't forget it.

I have to go back to that place. Though this time it'll be different.

Especially because Peter Parker is literally my classmate. But that does include me in his circle, making me prone to comic cliches.

But I'll also be able to keep a close eye on him at the same time though. And I'm curious if he got bit by the spider or not. We haven't gone, or even received a notice about any science trip.

So I'm curious to check it out.

I walked my way back to my house, carefully avoiding all the drunk and crackheads on the streets. These guys are seriously annoying. I wish the government did something about them before the situation gets nasty.

"I'm home!" I said as I removed my shoes and put them on the shoe rack.

"Oh, you're home! I was wondering where you went?" Dad came out of the kitchen with his handy vessel on which he was mixing something.

I was overwhelmed by emotions after seeing him, though a part of me denied he wasn't my dad, the rest agreed.

"Just hit the gym, I woke up early and didn't feel sleepy." I replied , "What are you making?"

"Just some bread for breakfast" He replied with a smile while miximing something, "You carry on, I'll call you when the breakfast's ready to eat."

"Yeah, is mom awake?" I asked him as I started to climb up the stairs to my room.

"No, and don't wake her up. She said she'll take today off." He shouted from the kitchen.

Excellent dad, that would've probably woke her up anyway.

Still I'm happy that I still have them with me, I don't know what I would've done if they weren't there in this world with me.

Maybe I would've gone crazy with powers or died the first day?

Well no use thinking of that. I'll have to be ready by 7.

I removed my dress and went inside my bathroom and took a bath to wash off all the sweat I've worked up.

After that I went back to my room, finished dressing up and got ready for the day.

Looking at myself in the full-body mirror, I have to say…

"Damn… I'm hot." 

Especially after my assimilation which is definitely changing my physiology I'm getting hotter.

I was always fit, but now I can see my own muscles without straining them.

I was already tall and fit but now those are even more enhanced. Not by a lot, but if one observes closely they'll definitely notice.

I thought about cutting my hair, but this long hair look kinda makes me hotter so I'll try it for a while.

And the best thing is, I can blame everything on puberty.

Walking down the stairs, I looked at my dad taking pictures of the food he made.

"What are you doing dad?" I asked him as I sat on the dining table.

"Oh nothing Victor, I need pictures for the new menu at our restaurant." He replied while doing something focused on his phone.

Oh, yeah I totally forgot about that. 

He opened his restaurant when I was 17 wasn't he?

"So how's it going? Are we making profits?" I asked, curious if our restaurant in this world is making profit like my og world.

"Profits!?" He looked shocked, "Son, we're literally printing cash!"

He opened an article on his phone and showed it to me, "See! Even the media noticed it!"

The said article read, 'Bane's kitchen stealing all the customers..'

"Written by Uncle Nick?" I noticed the one who wrote the article. Uncle Nick is my dad's best friend. "Did you make him write that?"

"I promise you he wrote that on his own violation." He chuckled, feigning his accusations.

"Well, just don't torture him too much." I smiled and continued eating.

I have to say, my dad's cooking is the best no matter the world. Though he's not a Michelin star chef, he's very good and passionate when it comes to cooking.

He used to own a food truck where he made fast foods of various countries making his food popular.

There's not a soul in this neighbourhood who hasn't eaten David Bane's food. 

And my parents met due to his food truck, my dad rizzed up my mom's stomach with his food to the point she couldn't live without his food and ended up marrying him.

While I say it as a joke, they do love each other very much. Which gets uncomfortable sometimes but it also makes me happy.

"Nice food dad, but I'd have liked it more if there was a bit more salt." I criticised falsely just to spite him.

"Don't lie Vic!" 

"You'll wake mom up." I whispered, shutting him up.

"You…" He looked at me in annoyance, "Why are you going towards the garage."

"Why do you think so?" I showed him the keys for my Tiger Sport.

"Don't think I'll let you go to school on bike just because your mom's asleep?" He said loudly, almost as if he wanted to wake mom up.

"I don't need to think because I'll be doing the exact same." I smirked and walked into the garage.

I put on my helmet and turned on my bike as the garage slowly opened up.

"Just be safe.." He said while leaning back on the door of the garage.

"Yeah," I smirked and revved up the engine.

"You don't want your mom to not notice do you?" He sighed.

"See ya dad!" I released the clutch and rode outside.

I used to be scared of riding bikes, but after knowing I can just punch the other vehicle if I got into an accident and come out relatively safe.

I'm no longer afraid.

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