Flexenstein's Monster- Part 1 (Patreon)

Last year we had a vampire, and before that a werewolf- now, we're tackling the third part of the classic monster trilogy as Dr. Flexenstein brings his hunky creation to life, and already, it has an appetite for some monstrous gains. Enjoy!

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It was a dark and stormy night when Doctor Flexenstein began his slight against nature and nature's god; the ancient, crumbling stone halls of his ancestral castle flashed with brilliant light, the spark of thunderbolts and electricity, tamed by the mad doctor. Upon the great slab in the middle of the laboratory, was his ultimate achievement— the creature had been meticulously crafted, and he had to choose his samples carefully. If he was going to create something that would defy the heavens itself, his creature had to be suitably divine. He had dug into the graves of the greatest athletes and bodybuilders of yesteryear, for his creation would be immaculate, a paragon of vitality, virility, and strength.

For this reason, he had chosen a bull for the head, the legs of a zebra and a deer, and the arms of a gorilla— all perfectly blended. Doctor Flexenstein could barely keep himself from laughing with anticipation as he gripped the lever that would pour twenty thousand volts of electricity into the creature. "Finally— finally!" he giggled. "As Prometheus stole fire from Olympus, I will steal life from Heaven!" He threw the switch, the sudden electric roar of thunder and lightning drowning out his triumphant cackle. "Life! Give my creation LIFE!"

The lightning surged across the vast network of machinery in his laboratory. The electric currents sparked, pouring into the huge creature as its thickly roped limbs trembled and twitched, its burly chest surging and beginning to tense and bulge.

"Quickly Igor, quickly!" Doctor Flexenstein commanded. "Secure the generator!" As his assistant held down the equipment. The rat watched with rapt anticipation, and saw the spark of life alight in the creature's eyes. "It's alive…" he whispered to himself, before thumping his chest, throwing his hands to the heavens. "IT'S ALIIIVE!!"

The machinery was cut off, and the slab the creature rested on turned so it could stand. The bull-headed beast tensed its powerful arms, forcing the steel restraints apart as it took heavy, plodding, clumsy steps, groaning low as it surveyed its surroundings with wide, innocent eyes.

"Oh, my beautiful creation," the doctor gasped, pressing his hands against the monster's thickly built chest. "Can you understand me? Can you speak? Speak out your first word into this new age!"

The bull growled, pressing his fingers against the galvanized, tensed brawn all over its new body. "...Bigger."