Haunted Hotel

Originally Posted on Tumblr:  Oct, 31st 2020

 

At 7:30 Edward rushed out of his house; his math homework could wait until Sunday. Right now, there was a haunted floors experience going on at the B2M Hotel. He had been a little unsettled about going with all the rumors that surrounded the place, but his friends had been begging him relentlessly. Ed hopped on his bike and began riding toward the edge of town. The hotel had been built close enough so guests could get to the city but also provide them some privacy if they desired it.

As he approached the meeting area, he spotted his friend Knox arriving on his own bike. The kid had on a blue hoodie, hood up, a tattered shirt and cargo shorts. His face was painted gray with red streaks.

“Hey, man” Ed shouted as he peddled to his friend, “What are you supposed to be?”

Knox stopped his bike, resting afoot on the ground, “I’m a zombie, Look at this dead face and the blood?” The boy pointed to his makeup and the painted-on blood. However, he didn’t get much time to defend his costume before a voice cried out to them.

“Here comes, our fearless leader,” Edward smirked looking at Knox. This whole trip had been, their best friend’s, Archer’s plan. He wanted them to do something exciting together for their last Halloween. Tonight, he was dressed up as a vampire, a long black cape, a white dress shirt, and black pants.

Archer pulled up with a smile. “Hey dudes, anyone want to offer me some blood tonight?” He held his cape out over his mouth and hissed. Pointing his finger at Edward he asked, “Who are you supposed to be, Ed?”

Ed pulled on the face hair around his face, flowing out his Letterman jacket, “Guys, I’m a teen wolf.” He turned around showing off his jeans and tennis shoes as well.

“Like the show?” Knox asked.

“Or like that old movie?” Archer inclined his head.

“The old movie obviously,” Ed pouted. Why was his costume being called out? It’s not like the others put much effort into theirs. Archer’s cape was cheap looking, and Knox’s mom clearly did his makeup. Though in truth Knox’s mom was quite gifted in that realm.

“Are you guys ready to go?” Archer scanned his friend’s faces.

“Do we really have to do this,” Ed asked. He thought maybe one final attempt he could dissuade his friends. Even when it wasn’t Halloween the hotel was creepy. “Haven’t you heard the rumors about kids disappearing, vanishing walking down halls, people forgetting about friends and family?”

“Those are just urban legends. Like the moth man, or the jersey devil.” Knox shrugged his shoulders.

“But to do this on Halloween, isn’t this tempting fate? We can go to any neighborhood to trick or treat or even go to another haunted house experience. There’s a few—

“We’re not going for either of those.” Archer cut Ed off. “I’m mean yeah, we’ll enjoy those too, but neither of those would be fitting for our last Halloween. We’re going to investigate the strange happenings at the B2M hotel.” Archer rode past, Ed and Knox followed.

“What?!” Ed said, watching the other boy soar past him. He started his bike to catch up with them. “This is a bad idea.”

“Ed, you’re 16, when are you going to grow some balls?” Archer shot back. “If we find something, we report it to the police. If we don’t, at least we have a story to tell back at school.”

“That’s assuming we make it back. What if the government is stealing people form the hotel?” Ed’s panicked peddling set him ahead of the pack. “Don’t you have anything to say, Knox?”

“This is between you guys, leave me out of it,” Knox made no effort to keep up with his friends. “I am curious though. Where did you hear about these rumors?”

“Huh?”

“I mean if people forget about the victims, who would be left to tell?” Knox asked.

Ed opened his mouth but couldn’t find the answer. “I don’t know the other kids in our school just talk.” He mumbled.

“Like who?” Knox shot back,

“Yeah, if it was the seniors, you can’t trust them. They’re always trying to make freshman and sophomores look dumb.” Archer added.

“Um…well, Philip Morris told me they lost his cousin for a whole hour. His dad came to help fix the light and brought those two along and Ruben went missing” Ed stated.

“Well, that’s strange how can you lose a grown man?” Archer asked.

“You do know I’m talking about Ruben on our club soccer team?” Ed clarified.

“Duh, you mean the second coach. Who else is Philip related to?” Knox shot back.

“Coach?” Ed said. That didn’t sound right. He had memories of Ruben being on their team, even memories of staring at Ruben on the field. The more he thought about it the older Ruben in his head got. He went from looking at an attractive teenager to a grown man wearing their team uniform in the middle of the field. Ed finally remembered Ruben wasn’t in the field, he was standing on the sidelines. Stupid was not the word for what Ed felt. Ruben worked at the hotel and volunteered to help coach their soccer team when the main coach was out.

“Sorry guys, I didn’t even think about that,” There was a brief flicker in Ed’s mind, of him asking Ruben on a date to the B2M’s hotel haunted floors experience. Since it was open to the public and Archer was goading him into going anyway, Ed was trying to make the best out of it. But if Ruben was a grown man, who was the person Ed had asked? The teenager kept peddling unable to decipher his memories.

As the hotel came into view, the moon appeared to descend upon it and gave it a ghastly silhouette. The boys hopped off their bikes and tied them to the racks outside. Ed removed his helmet unable to take his eyes off of the hotel. Archer threw his arms around both friends’ necks standing between them.

“You guys ready?” Archer playfully squeezed his hold on their necks.

“Think coach Ruben is working tonight?” Knox said.

Ed hoped the coach was working tonight. Seeing that man’s body on any day was a gift. After all he had a donkey dick that begged for attention. Ed got a good eyeful when they took a shower after practice. Once again, Ed saw a teenager standing in Coach Ruben’s place, as they joked together, being the last two to shower. In the memory, as the teen scrubbed his body he grew into the coach. But Ed couldn’t fathom why the coach would take a shower with a player?”

The trio headed into the hotel. The lobby was surprisingly sparse when they walked in. A few people in costumes and Halloween decorations with witches and ghouls about. The loud sounds of heeled shoes echoed as Coach Ruben walked into view. Ed couldn’t take his eyes off the man. He was so regal in his black and white gangster pinstripe suit. A royal blue silk tied adorned his neck. Archer and Knox ran over to him, gaining his attention. He gave the two boys a fist bump. Ed slowly walked over and Coach Ruben, extended and arm to shake his hand. He tossed his brown his pack making sure it stayed in place while I bearded was short and well-groomed as always.

“How are you boys doing tonight? Hope you’re ready for some tricks and treats! Though you’ve arrived a bit early.” He sent a text on his phone, then took a minute going over each of the boys’ costumes. His phone dinged. “Oh, wow they just finished.” He motioned the boys over to the elevators calling for one.  They all stepped inside as he took them up.

“Coach Ruben, What’s your job here?” Edward asked.

“I’m the assistant manager. I pretty much run operations when my boss, Mr. Milton, can’t. That’s why I was on my phone making sure the employees were done setting up. And since they are, I was thinking you 3 would like to go through haunted floor number 7 before anyone else.

“We didn’t just come for the scares. We also came to get candy!” Knox threw in.

Archer turned to look at his coach, “I read the Flyer. Floor 7 is for babies. We want to go to floor 8. I heard that’s where the adults can go.”

“You need to be over 18 to go to floor 8, or with an adult,”

“You’re with us.” Ed stated.

Ruben smiled, “Very well.” He hit the button to the 8^th floor.

“Wait, what about our candy?” Knox complained.

“We can come back for it later.” Archer hushed him up.

The elevator rose. Archer nudged Ed, pointing to Coach Ruben. Ed didn’t understand what Archer was trying to do so Archer spoke. “Hey coach Ruben, what do you think about the rumors about the hotels?”

“Rumors? about this Hotel, like what?”

Archer looked to Ed, Making coach do the same. Ed wanted to cuss his friend out for putting him on the spot. “Some of the people at school are saying kids go missing here.”

Ruben let out a hardy laugh his deep powerful voice shook the boys to their core. The whole elevator appeared to shake with the vibrations. “We’ve been open for 3 months, don’t you think the police would have been here if people were missing?”

“I guess…” Ed stated.

The doors to the elevator opened on the 7^th floor. “Last chances.” Coach Ruben looked at the boys. Archer gave his friends a glare, telling them they had better suck it up. The elevator closed and went up one more floor.

When it dinged open the boys and coach stepped into a spacious yet dark hallway. There was fog creeping out of various rooms that had their doors open and even far back. Blood had been splattered across the walls along with claw marks. The whole scene unnerved Ed, and when he turned to his friends, he saw their nervous faces. Archer no matter how discombobulated he felt was never one to just toss in the towel. He marched ahead following the glowing arrows on the floor.

They were structured for a group to come in through the left and go out the right, but there was nothing stopping the boys from going in any order being without a tour guide.

“Maybe coach should lead the way?” Ed said to Archer.

“No, you boys go ahead I’ll stick behind you. I already know some of the tricks and if I don’t scream it might ruin the experience for you guys. Coach Ruben ushered Ed forward.  The first room was something out of science fiction.  They had walked into a strange lab that had bubbling chemicals in beakers, boiling about. A voice over of a mad scientist played.

“For years I’ve been developing a creature that could do my bidding. Of course, there were sacrifices along the way.”

Ed huddled with Knox and Archer; bodies pressed against each other as they examined the room. Two separate rooms connected with a bathroom. They stepped into the bathroom, getting a good look at equations written across the bathroom mirror’s surface. Archer and Knox’s eyes reflections appeared to be hazy, Ed blinked. The lights in the room were playing tricks on him.

“G-guys, I think there’s a dead person in the bathtub.” Knox pointed over to where a handsome man lay in a pool of red. His voice cracked and it would have made Ed laugh if not for the situation. Though even Knox face looked off, perhaps it was the way the makeup looked under the lighting.

“Who knew my creature would turn against me one day.” The voice started causing all the boys to jump.

The trio walked into the connected room.

“Behold my creature!” The scientist stated. The boys looked around, but nothing seemed to pop at them.

“Looks like we’re good.” Knox stated. His voice was rougher than before, and for some reason his shredded clothes were patched up. If that wasn’t bad enough, the clothes had shrunk on Knox’s body.  The zombie boy put down his hood, and it seemed to disappear into his coat. Knox ran his hand threw his hair. Ed’s mouth dropped. Instead of the buzz cut he normally had Knox now sported thick luscious hair.  When had Knox grown all that hair?

The closet door to the room flew open. As a headless creature stepped out. It was like looking at a merman whose body had been infested with algae, His body had a sickly green undertone and the creature stepped towards the boys lumbering. The boys took off running with Knox in the lead.

Ed noted Knox’s head almost hit the doorframe as the skedaddled out. The boys exited the first haunted room to be greeted by Ruben. The assistant manager patted their shoulders, “Hope you guys enjoyed the first room. But perhaps you should wait before taking the next one.”

“Good idea,” Archer gave a thumbs up hunched over on his knees, While Knox slumped onto the ground, his long limbs resting on the floor. There were two screws sticking out the side of his head.

Ed pulled Archer aside, back towards the elevator where they were out of hearing range, “Is this some kind of joke?”

“Huh?”

“I mean whatever you and Knox are up to. Is coach Ruben in on it too?” Ed let out a chuckle “Oh I get it this is a thing to make me braver.”

“What are you talking about?” Archer asked.

“His clothes, you’re all trying to make me think scary stuff is going on. But I’m not buying it.” Ed turned away from Archer, pointing at Knox. “I mean since when does he wear a blazer?”

“He was wearing that earlier.” Archer stated.

“No, Knox was wearing that same old hoodie he had since we were 13.” Ed stated he was almost sure of it. But maybe he was wrong. He could remember Knox always wearing a black blazer and wanting to create a costume around it this year. Ed turned back to face Archer in defeat. “What in the world?”

“What?” Archer asked.

“Did you swap out your clothes too?” He reached over and grabbed the black cape.

The inside had become a silk red. As ed ran his fingers over it. He realized it was actual velvet. Archer’s white dress shirt was more refined and glossier than before. His collar was unfastened and necklace with a red jewel in the center hung around his neck. Ed never let go of the cape choosing to walk around his friend. As he didn’t, he didn’t see anything that could serve as a hiding spot for the other cape. Archer snapped his cape away, turning to meet Ed but ended up sending his friend to the floor. “Oh shit, sorry man,” he bent over and helped Ed get back up on his feet.

Ed accepted but could only stare at the great mounds of meat in place of his friend’s chest. Archer’s dress shirt buttons were one strain from popping as it worked to contain the muscle. Ed examined Archer’s body and realized his friend was a hunk.  Sure, they played soccer and were fairly fit but now Archer had some defining mass. Ed poked his finger into one of Archer’s pecs and watched as it. He expected it to sink in on contact, but surprisingly there was force behind the muscle.

“You like that?” Archer winked. He bounced his pecs and made them dance. His top shirt button popped off and hit Ed in the face. “Sorry, it’s like I don’t know my own strength.

“You look like you’re on the wrestling team.”

“Yeah right.” Archer patted Ed on the back as the two headed towards their friend. A muscular body caused Archer to walk with confidence. Sure, he had always been the group’s fearless leader, but now he had the body of one. He never once noticed that as he walked, he went from being eye level to Ed to towering over his friend. In the short distance it took them to walk back, Ed had become the shortest person. Archer fiddled with his vampire teeth pulling them out. He no longer had the common plastic teeth but two actual realistic fangs. He unfastened another button on his shirt to prevent it from popping off.

Ed began to sweat, something weird was going on. Also, if Archer’s chest got any bigger, he’d need a bra.  If that wasn’t bad enough it had just hit him the strange man sitting on the floor talking to coach Ruben was Knox. The grey paint with blood that had been on him earlier was gone and replaced with a yellowish green coating. Ed couldn’t shake the feeling Knox’s jaw was squarer, and studier. When Knox stood up it was to his glorious height 6’6. It was the first time Ed noticed Knox was taller than Coach Ruben.

“Ready for the next room?” Coach Ruben walked forward, creaking a door open and peering in. “Looks like they’re ready for you.”  He turned back to the boys. “You all ready?”

“Of course,” Knox stated as Ed turned in confusion. Was this the same guy who would have preferred to be getting candy?  Knox’s shoulders were inflating as he balled his fist and got ready got another trip. Not once did his black blazer rip. His chest beefed up, swelling underneath the once ripped green shirt.  His hands enlarged becoming a size fit for a king.

“I don’t know…” Ed looked at his friend. Since when did he become the small one?

Archer rested a hand on his shoulder, “Come on, be a man.” Ed was about to give a smart reply, but the make up on Archer face made his blood run cold. There was a thin white coating that actually made Archer appear dead. Not to mention he had a 5’oclock shadow going on. Ed shook his head, what did he have to be worried about when he was with his two tallest friends?

As the friends stepped inside, they noticed there was blood streaked across the floor. This hotel room was completely different from the first. It came with a kitchen and various separate rooms. Knox picked up a paper sitting on the table. He began to read it. “A crime of passion” His cargo shorts began to stretch down his body, covering up his knees then legs. His belt turned into a thick black leather with a silver buckle. The former shorts—now pants became gray slacks. “Can you figure out what happened in this room?”  He continued reading, blissfully unaware of his changing body and clothing. “Two lovers who will love no more.” He flipped the paper over, looking for more. His chest pushed out obscuring the paper from view for a minute, until he moved it. “I guess that’s it.” Knox set the paper down, but it was not it. The sound of fabric stretching filled the room, Ed watched as Knox’s ass ballooned out, growing so fast it caused a rip in his pants.

The door to the room slammed shut. Knox ran over trying to get out “Oh fuck it’s a horror escape room.” Knox said. As he stood by the table, Ed watched thin, wiry hairs started to break out from the top of Knox’s shirt. Knox complained as he grew thick and dense chest hair.

“Don’t worry about it,” Archer said, “If this is open to the public, they wouldn’t make it too hard to figure out. Can’t have people in here all night.” His baritone voice was powerful, reflected in his strong Adam’s apple, and put his friends at ease. When he spoke, everyone knew he was in command. The soft features of his face were gone, faded, scrapped away as boyhood gave way to sharp jaw edges and angular features.  “We just need to walk into the other rooms and find the key.”

They walked into the master bedroom. A cream color bed was torn and rumpled; Pearls were scattered about. A jewelry box lay open on the floor placed rather ostentatiously. Archer walked over bending over to pick it up. Ed noticed Archer’s pants were digging deep into his back side as if his ass was eating them and the leg couldn’t reach his ankles. He walked up beside his friend. A hand shot out from under the bed and Ed jumped back. The boy ran and slammed into Knox.

“You, okay?” Knox asked his voice still working to lose its pubescent innocence. While Ed had been consumed with Archer’s changes, he failed to notice Knox’s muscles widening. Ed fell right onto his chest. The two pecs grew against his face, burring him in deeper as his enlarged nipples were visible from even under the shirt. Ed backed up getting a better look at Knox’s face. It had elongated, leaving him an enormous jaw.

“I think that should be my question?” Ed asked unsure, he knew his friends hit their growth spurt early, but something was off.  Then again, weren’t opposing soccer teams always surprised when they saw the strapping young teenagers they had to play against?

“Read this.” Archer shoved the music box into Ed’s hands.

“Why?”

“You’re the smart one.” On the bottom of the music box was a small not that read. “The exit is located where most people face themselves more often than not.” Edward sighed, “it’s the bathroom.”

“There better not be another dead body.” Knox said his voice turned sultry and fell another octave. The trio walked into the bathroom; Ed went to the mirror and opened the medicine cabinet. Sitting in the middle of the self was a key and a note to leave the key inside the door.

“Well, we got that done. Archer ran his hands through his blonde hair, and it all slicked down. As if he’d thrown some cosmetics on it, but Ed hadn’t spotted a thing. Ed couldn’t believe with that simple action he was starting to see less of Archer as a teen and more a man around Coach Ruben’s age. Ed quickly unlocked the door as the boys rushed out.

“Doesn’t look like you guys solved the mystery of the lovers. There was a treat in there if you did.” Coach Ruben stepped up to Ed, “Good lord, did they rip your clothes too?”

“Huh,” Ed looked down, spotting what appeared to be slash marks on his shirt. He sucked his teeth had an actor caught him and he not noticed. Sweat poured down his head, he ripped off his Letterman jacket. Took a bit of effort with his bulky arms clogging up the sleeves. However, removing the coat revealed Ed had hair covering his arms. “What the?” he heard his jeans rip as his muscles bulged outward. Ed felt his spine being pulled as his legs forced him up. His body soared gaining a foot, as his clothes continued to tear. Poor Ed felt his cock fighting to find an escape. Instead of his shoes tearing they got larger, housing massive feet.

Ed was humiliated. His growth spurt was hitting him in front of his friends and coach. He looked at them, ready to call for help, but his friends were sweating and not paying attention. Knox was once again on the floor and Archer was hunched over a wall. Coach Ruben was the only one who seemed normal, blissfully unaware even. His face didn’t register that he recognized what was going on. Ed got the feeling he was on his own.

Reaching his shirt, Ed pulled at the top. There was hair appearing on his chest rapidly. The teenager didn’t have time to marvel at it as his chest started making its claim, causing two firm pecs to grow out from him. His face restructured, as his shoulders squared. “Help, someone,” Ed cried, his voice began its descent into manhood. Muscles exploded from his body. Ed would grab his bicep, holding them down in a futile effort to keep them from expanding. Calves and thighs hardened in effort to support his ass. His pecs gained a deep valley between them traveling all the way to his abs. “Someone stop this!” he shouted. “Coach what’s happening.”

“What do you mean? If the adult scares were too much for you guys… that’s fine. This is the adult floor teenagers probably shouldn’t be here.” Coach Ruben stated, checking his phone.

Ed shut his eyes as his body swelled. His growth was so fast, so demanding, he was aching. Fortunately, his clothes kept up with the never-ending addition of muscle to his frame. The moans he released, while changing, started to sound more like beastly grunts. Ed had been praying that this would all stop, but in an instant, he understood why there were people going missing. He and his friends couldn’t be saved. They were dumb kids to go on the adult floor. Ed wished he’d hugged his dad and mom one last time.

With every inch of growth Ed’s cock throbbed happily. He had to take it out of his pants! It seemed Knox and Archer copied him. Ed got hit with high level testosterone flooding him. “Fuck!” his free scraped his hands on the wall, noticing fake claws hand appeared on his nails, he could even feel the fake glue holding them in place. Ed wanted to reel even the back his hands had hair on them. Knox and Archer were getting to be the same age as coach Ruben. Handsome men in their late 20’s who were well past the stage of being mistaken for boys. “Guys-

Ed never got to finish his statement, as Archer released a long string of come onto the Hotel’s floor. Archer smiled tucking his cock back into his dress pant. He leaned back cockily on the hallway’s walls. The fucker was always known for his distance! Now he was just basking in his deed. A former MMA fighter turned B2M’s Revenue Manager. Those who watched his fights a few years ago were surprised to see how tame and dressed up he could be when it was time for professionalism. But tonight, He was in it for the kids dressed as Dracula.

“GUUHHH!” roared Knox pumping into his fist. He pumped his cantaloupe balls and matching cock. His muscles grew again choking the life out of his clothes. The zipper on his pants seemed ready to abandon ship. The son of a gun erupted as cum poured out his cock. It was too thick to shoot out; it pooled on his balls. It’s great the tall beast of an HR Manager could find time and be Frankenstein.

Ed couldn’t stop jerking his cock, knees on the ground, cock pointed up. Watching his two friends reach their limits set him over the edge. He came firing off, hitting his own face multiple times. His cock just didn’t know when to stop coating himself. He chuckled, forcing his fat cock back into his jeans, “Damn, that was hot!”

“What are you talking about?” Ruben asked. Ed rolled his eyes; his husband could be so dense sometimes. Wiping his chin, Ed expected to find his cum dripping, but instead found fake hair to his wolf man costume. The other men around him stood up, composing themselves. Ed waited for some employees to come out of the rooms and see what was up, but none of them did.

Ruben coughed, gaining everyone’s attention, “Guys you better take your places, I’m sure the first group will be up here soon.”