After playing with his dragons for a few minutes, John got up and stomped towards the mansion. Naos and Neptune followed behind John. They were nipping and playing with each other as John walked.
After a few minutes of stomping, John found his way to the entryway to the mansion.
The door unlocked and swung open for John once he stood outside the doorway. John walked inside. Standing at the entryway of the mansion was a young man. He had a curly mustache on his face, and he wore a black butler uniform. He bowed the moment John opened the door.
"Hello, sir. My name is Barry. And I am your butler. And unlike the other people who are here to do the maintenance of your house, I am not a robot." John squinted at Butler.
"I already have a butler." Said John while looking at Mark. Who had been silently standing there this whole time.
Barry shook his head.
"Mark transfers commands to the robots. He's like our translator. He says things for us in a way that the robots can understand. But in an estate as large as this, giving all the commands you need for proper maintenance is a lot of work. I will alleviate that load." Said Barry
Is he lying just to take my money?
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Do I even care? I have so much of it. This man could take a million dollars a year from me, and I would barely be affected.
"Okay. Sweet. Could you get me a new set of clothes in my size? I've been wearing these for the last week, and I haven't changed." John said
Barry nodded.
"Yes. I could smell it. Go use the showers. I'll purchase you some premium big-boy clothes right away." Barry said
John smiled
"Thanks."
John turned back to Barry, a look of question on his face.
"Just ask Mark to show you to the showers," Barry said
John nodded
"Okay."
John turned to Mark.
"Well."
"YEs sissy sir man gan lan game in lan fame in much lame in alkazame and labrious brain."
Mark continued to babble as he walked. John followed after him.
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John was told to place his clothes outside the shower. For Mark to take and Clean. Mark assured him that they would be cleaned and dried for him by the time he finished showering.
So John accepted it. And while Mark wasn't looking, he stripped naked.
He knew they were robots and that they probably didn't care about that sort of thing. But It still made John uncomfortable.
And then John got in the shower.
SNIFF
A loud sniffing sound filled the confines of the shower.
A screen lit up in front of John. A woman with large swollen lips and long eyelashes was looking at John through the screen.
"HI! MY NAME IS SHARRON! AND I SNIFFED A SIGNIFICANT AMOUNT OF STANK ON YOU!"
John grew as red as a lobster.
"W———————"
He couldn't speak.
"WOULD YOU LIKE ME TO REMOVE YOU OF THAT STUPID STANK!?!?!?!?!" Sharron yelled
John just stared.
"I'LL TAKE THAT AS A YES!"
Metal pipes came out through the wall. They started spewing water on John with a significant force. He was literally being pressure-washed.
John looked down at the ground. His face was so red that it had practically lost all colour as it sprayed him.
He was sprayed everywhere.
The neck. Each and every bit of John's folds. His anus. The tip of his penis. His balls. His taint. His cheeks, his thighs. His chin.
They would spray it with this mix of soap and water first and then just water next.
After the repeated spraying, John's whole body was blasted with hot air from every direction to cool him down.
John looked at the ground in disgust as this happened.
It's like I'm in a car wash.
And given that John weighed as much as some small cars, it wasn't too far from the truth.
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When John finished showering, he found his clothes fresh and newly cleaned outside the shower. Without much hesitation, he put them on.
"There was a slip of paper in your pocket. I put it on the dining table." Mark said
John smiled.
"Thank you.
A little while later, Barry came back with sixty sets of massive sweatshirts and sweat pants that Robots had speedily crafted.
John was excited to get new clothes.
And then life moved on.
John spent the next few months just keeping up at keeping on. Barry gave him a customized meal plan that would make him hit his calorie limits every single day in the most nutritious way possible.
He was called by Mechna every now and then to engage in combat. Usually, it was just to beat down a particularly powerful dragon.
They were weak to John.
Every week, John would be brought into a battle and force-fed. He would gain some stat points Just from that.
Naos and Neptune grew so large that they no longer fit in the house. They became the size of elephants, and they each weighed three thousand pounds. John was light in comparison to them. But he was still many times stronger.
John would spend most of the day watching sitcoms while alternating between walking on a treadmill and sitting.
He also slept much better. Mainly because he used his money to buy some sleeping medication that was particularly strong. John took enough to kill at least six horses. And because of that, he lost the circles around his eyes. John tried sleeping without the medication. But the sound that he had so lovingly called the indictment was too loud then, and sleep would not come to John.
The redness In John's eyes never vanished.
The statue at the highway into the capital was finished. After discussing sizing and other things about its monumental construction, John was deducted five hundred million from his salary to build it. They hired the statue maker of the first one to help design it.
She hugged John and cried when she heard that.
Wherever John beat down a monster, for Mechna, he would gain help others points. He put them all into Cardiovascular as that was his greatest weakness.
{+200 to strength and Toughness}
{+100 to cardio vascular}
In total, these were his gains from the few calm months.
And then came the day.
The day that things started to shift.