The Quest
Copyright© 2026 by A Well Traveled Man
Chapter 3
Time for another dose of the serum. Chad rode to his storage room, injected himself, put in his diary February 7th dose, measured his height, and he is now 6 feet and 185 lbs. Chad rode to the mall and got new jeans that are a bit longer and new boxers. My shirts are okay, but I picked up some more and rode home. He got sidetracked earlier by the smoke detector issue and forgot his idea on the bus. The university has an excellent electronics lab and library. He wanted to research light types that interrupt video. Then he’d analyze how each light source disrupts the video signal.
After finishing his research, Chad called the electronics store to ask if they carried the needed LED lights. They do, so he picked up 15 LED lights, wire, connectors, and batteries, then rode home. Chad wired 6 in a circle in the view of my security camera, then downloaded the last 15 minutes off the recorder and viewed it on my laptop. Wow, how cool that looks. The video shows a large white ball where the lights are, so he has a video camera blocker.
He wanted to hook up the lights to a necklace or modify a baseball hat, and the hat won. Chad looked online for miniature LEDs in this light source and ordered a box of 50. Then he thought how cool it would be to put them around a truck or car license plate frame. It would make the license plate invisible to any camera. Yes, that’s an excellent idea. Now he needed to source a video and audio detector, so Chad went to the engineering department and asked his friend Matt, whom he helped pass trig last semester.
Chad asked Matt where he could find an audio and video detector. Matt pulls out a USB stick, copies an icon on his laptop, and hands it to me. We walk outside, and he says Chad, that is the link to the dark web. They have everything and more, so be careful. Matt said never to use your computer at home and always use a hotspot or someone else’s Wi-Fi. Next, get gift cards for payment. Never use your credit or debit card. Lastly, find a drop-off location for the package. I’ve used houses for sale before, but that can be tricky if you forget or a nosy neighbor intercepts the package. Matt said to check the package before bringing it home for bugs or trackers. Otherwise, it’s got everything you could want, legal or illegal, and said goodbye and walked back inside.
So, what do you think a person would do with this USB stick, let alone a college student? Chad went to Walmart and bought two Visa gift cards for $500 each. Then he rode through the nearby neighborhoods, finding three vacant houses that would work, and wrote down their addresses. Chad stopped at the local hotel and used their Wi-Fi to surf the dark web, and Matt didn’t lie. He saw all kinds of things he wanted, but purchased a combination audio/video detector, a master’s lock-pick set with a manual, and had a vacant house used for delivery. Chad added a book called “The Art of Safe Cracking.” As he rode back to his dorm, he realized masking his IP address would be his next project.
Pulling his bike into his dorm room, Chad wondered whether the encryption app on his phone could affect his phone’s internet access, like when he sends an encrypted message to someone. They couldn’t open it, but still received it, so he spent the rest of the day copying the app and giving it internet access, but it didn’t work. So, he stopped and headed to the canteen to get dinner. Thinking about his encryption program, if he broke it down into pieces, tested them one at a time, and saw what happened. Tomorrow is a full day, so he went to bed and fell asleep.
Time for another dose of the serum. Chad rode over to his storage room, injected himself, and put in his diary the April 8th dose. He measured his height and was now 6’1” and 185 lbs. Chad’s growth has slowed, and with no weight gain, he wonders what other changes are taking place. He noticed his senses changed as he became more aware of people around him, and could smell a girl’s perfume after leaving the table beside him. The biggest change seems to be in his cognitive skills and reflexes.
Chad was processing information more quickly, so he went to the library and looked it up. The definition of cognitive skills hit him with what was happening to him. He was processing the information quicker, like a math problem he used to think about and work out. Chad now has the answer without having to think about it. It seems tied to memory, so seeing or doing something before it comes up quickly allows him to solve new problems more quickly. The other thing was that his reflexes are quicker. Chad was sitting in the canteen reading an article on programming. He knocked his drink bottle over and caught it before it fell off the table. Chad stopped, looked around to see if anyone was looking, and was relieved it wasn’t noticed.
He wished he had Uncle Charley’s notes on what other changes he should expect in the future. Oh, Chad forgot that he had a birthday and was 12 years old. And he started getting morning erections as the article said he would when reaching puberty. Chad’s problem was that it happened during the day while at school. He told Sensi of his problem and laughed, saying he didn’t miss those embarrassing times. He taught me relaxation techniques to ease my tension and to focus on something else.
We started by sitting in a lotus position, and he spoke in a quiet voice with my eyes closed, asking me to focus on my foot. Sensi told Chad to relax, and dam if it didn’t work. Sensi worked his way up my body, naming body parts to relax, and after reaching my head, I woke up or came out of whatever, and he said it was a relaxation technique practiced for centuries called meditation. Sensi said he should do it once a day, ideally midday, and then said to come by the dojo on Saturday at 4 pm.
When Chad returned to campus, he could feel the tension in the air. Midterms were upon us, and everyone was stressed. You could see the privileged few playing sports or being here for social reasons, not academic ones. The rest of us hated these times, or at least most of us did. It didn’t bother him as he knew the material, so it was another day. He forgot to pick up his order from the dark web, went to the vacant house, and parked in the alley. Thankfully, the package was still there, and he opened the box.
Chad threw the box and packing material away and returned to his dorm room. He swept his dorm room with the bug detector, which was clean. Then he practiced picking locks and knew it would be a hobby. The book on opening safes was an eye-opener, and he could hardly wait to try it. Chad carried a pocket set and practiced when no one was around. The safes were more difficult to practice, but he searched and found quite a few to practice.
He befriended an old locksmith in town whose shop was a gold mine of material and things to practice on. Chad would stop by to straighten up his back room or junk pile. He called it his back room, but it was a small warehouse. He would spend an hour or two in the back cleaning and organizing, then pick his brain on electronic locks. Some safes have touch pads instead of dials, so he told Chad how to open one. He even gave me an old safe for my dorm room.
The weekend arrived, and he had just finished his program for safe internet browsing. Chad had it on his laptop and could access the internet anonymously via Wi-Fi. He realized it could cause problems if he used it constantly, so he used it sparingly for the dark web and special projects.
Chad arrived at the dojo at 4 pm, and Sensi was closing up, so he helped. Then Sensi drove Chad into a part of the city he had never visited. We stopped at a small shop and went in. He couldn’t tell what the shop was because the sign was in Japanese. An older lady came out, and we bowed, and Sensi conversed with her in Japanese. Chad was led to a back room where she stripped off his pants and boxers. She measured his waist, thigh, and dick, soft and hard. He dressed, and Sensi and Chad left. He explained the woman was a master seamstress and would make a device for you to wear to ease your concerns. He drove me back to the university and then left.
Chad went to see his professor, whom he had programmed for, and a party was happening. He sold the software to Dell, and that party ended the project. He asked the professor if he needed help tearing down the racks and servers. He said Sure, if you want the job, it’s yours. He told Chad to throw it in the recycle bin and keep what he wanted. Chad told the professor he would do it tomorrow and left to find his buddy with a truck.
We moved everything to storage the next day, and he paid Steven $50 for his help. Steven said Call me if you need any assistance. Again, left happy. Midterms were just long tests for him, and Chad finished on Wednesday. So, he called Sensi and asked if he wanted my help for the next ten days. Sensi said Of course, I could use your help. Come in tomorrow morning. That’s how Chad spent his break, working during the day and training after hours with Sensi.
Sensi took Chad to the master seamstress after they closed one day. They picked up six silk cock socks or sleeves from the master seamstress, made for me. The waistband had elastic, then an 8” piece of material dropped off the band on the left side with a pocket and a strap secured to my left leg. It looked like a gunfighter’s holster, but made of silk inside the thigh. It was very comfortable. Chad bowed, thanked her, picked her up, kissed her cheek, and left. She was speaking rapidly in Japanese to Sensi as he left. Sensi was laughing, getting into the car, and saying, “You sure know how to make a woman happy.”
It was time for another dose of the serum. Chad rode over to his storage room, injected himself, and put in his diary June 9th dose. He measured his height and was still 6’1” and 195 lbs. He gained 10 lbs. Most of the changes are happening inside him now. With the cognitive skills, reflexes, and heightened senses from the last shot, he wondered what this shot would bring. Chad managed to calm down his puberty issues with masturbation once in the morning and then before bed, which has made it somewhat better, but not a total fix by far. His dick was still the same length, erect at 9” and 7” soft, and his cock socks work great to keep him from embarrassment.
Chad had two weeks off and offered to help Sensi, but he declined, saying his friend needed my help more. That explains why he was getting on a plane to South Dakota. Sensi said he needed to experience different things, so this trip would expand his horizons, and he laughed. The plane lands, and Chad feels like he has stepped back in time. Cowboy hats, boots, and large belt buckles seem to be the thing to wear here. There is a blond girl about 5’6’’, very good looking, holding up a sign Chad Chambers, so he walks over to her and says Are you my ride to paradise?
She laughed, saying You can only hope, so Chad put his suitcase in the back of the truck and got in. Chad told her he feels naked around here, dressed like this. He asked if he needed different clothes. She said, naked, and looked at him laughing, saying We’ll stop outside of town and get you some work clothes. These stores in town sell to the cowboy wannabes. As we drove through town, all the boot and western clothing stores were in our rearview mirror. She said I’m Candice, and Chad asked whether he could call her Candy. She hit my arm and said Not if you want to live past today. Chad said that’s good to know, laughing as we pull into a barn parking lot.
An older lady says, “Hey, Candice, where did you find the stud, and are there more laughing? “Candice said Oh, I will get you for that, Becky. His name is Chad, and he’s helping on the ranch for a few weeks. He’s a city boy who’s never been on a ranch, so we need work clothes, boots, and a hat. And you stay there, Becky. We are in a hurry today, so there is no time to play as we walk away. Becky yells You know the rules, only one person in the changing rooms, laughing.
We got everything and were on our way to the ranch when Chad asked how long the drive would take. Candice said we’re on it now. About 20 minutes more and we’ll reach the house. Candice says, Chad, Dad said you graduated from college and are going for your master’s. How old are you? Chad said Well, Candice, I’ll answer that when you tell me how old you are. Boyfriend or girlfriend or both? Candice yells, I’m sixteen and no to both laughing, you pervert. Chad said he’d heard two girls and a guy keep everyone busy. Don’t get your panties in a bunch. He turned 12 in April, and she slammed on the brakes, looked at him, and said,” You’re 12 years old?” Chad said yes, and I’ve always had a thing for older women, wiggling his eyebrows. She was laughing, saying Older woman over again as we started again. She couldn’t stop laughing as we pulled in front of the ranch house.
A man and woman were sitting on the porch looking at Candice, and she couldn’t stop laughing, so he walked up and said Hi, I’m Chad Chambers, and this laughing hyena is Candice. Candice grabs her Mom and pulls her inside, so the man says,” Hi Chad, I’m Ben Forester, and the woman pulled inside is my wife, Kathy.” Can I ask what got into Candice? She asked my age, and he said Only if you tell me yours. She did, and he told her he’d just turned 12, and she couldn’t believe it. What got her started was that he said I’ve always had a thing for older women. Ben was laughing, saying Older woman at 16, come on and sit for a while.
Ben starts by saying what Thomas said, then corrects himself. Your Sensi said you could take care of yourself, but the hired help always gets tested. Do you know what I mean? Sure, Ben, I know what you mean. Chad said he had a few rules he lived by, so he felt obligated to share them with you. My opponent gets to fight another day if it’s a straight-up fight. They don’t get back up if I’m ambushed or a weapon is used. If I’m reading this right, you endorse this behavior, so I think it’s best to go home now so I don’t have to kill anyone.
Chad walked inside, grabbed his things, and walked away. Ben was staring at my back as I walked away, shocked at what I said, and he called Sensi. When Sensi heard what had happened, he said to send him home. Ben, Chad is a lot better than I am and will kill anyone who threatens him. You said you need help, not fresh meat, for a fight club. Where is he now? Ben said Chad grabbed his things and left, walking. Sensi said to let him go, and I’ll call the state patrol to give him a ride to the airport. Ben is shocked when Kathy and Candice walk out and ask where Chad is.
Ben told them the boys would challenge him. He said they would get up to fight another day if it were a straight-up fight. If they ambushed or used a weapon, they stay down. Then he said I supported it, so that he would leave, so he didn’t have to kill anyone. My army friend said I’d be a dead man if he didn’t make it back. His wife said Well, you fuck this one up. Now we have to kill him and have no choice. If they ever find the graves in the back, they’re all fucked.