After yet another boring day in his life, spending all his time either home on his laptop or walking around the town with no real goal in mind, the man known as Ivan has decided that it was a nice time for a little nap.<br/><br/>"I wonder if things will ever change..." He said to himself, laying down on his sofa, still in his clothes.<br/><br/>Not one minute passed and he was dozing off into the dreamland.<br/><br/>A few hours have passed, and Ivan woke up feeling a lot different. First off his body felt very weird and unusually large, with feelings of alien objects jammed into various parts of his body, mostly in his back area and the back of his skull. He opened his eyes and all that was facing him was a grey, damp ceiling.<br/><br/>He started to panic, what is this? What could be possibly happening?<br/><br/>Ivan made an attempt to stand up, only to get taken back by the weight of his own body. He had clearly not been expecting that. He attempted once again and made it to an awkward sitting motion, hitting the ceiling with his head. For some strange reason his head made a metallic *<span style="font-weight: bold">THUNK</span>* sound, and did not actually feel all that painful. He reached up with his gigantic hand and touched his head, feeling some kind of metallic object attached to it, running down towards his face. His eyes widened, there was some kind of respirator/mask device attached to his face!<br/><br/>"<span style="color: #0040FF">W-what is this?!</span>" he asked out loud "<span style="color: #0040FF">What is happening?!</span>" he noticed that the tone of his voice was deeper than his own, changed beyond recognition by this... Mask.<br/><br/>He looked around quickly, as quickly as he could inside this new, unexpected body. He saw a door that seemed large enough for him to fit through. He slowly and carefully opened it with his oversized hands, fiddling with it for more than usual while at the same time noticing a small, twistable-looking piece of metal on his right wrist that was slightly twisted to the left, it was connected to the tubes that were running up and around his body. He looked at it, inspecting it for a moment before twisting it to the right, returning it into a "off" position. A sudden sensation of weakness and pain filled his body, his size reducing to a more proportionate one. While this process was complete, he fell down to his knees, shivering and gasping, breaking into a cold sweat. Once it was done he let out a sigh of relief and stood up shakily, his mind clearing.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: #0040FF">What... <span style="font-weight: bold">The hell</span>... Was that?</span>" he asked himself and looked at the device on his wrist. It would seem that he quite literally has obtained, for whatever reason, a valve that would enlarge the size of his body and muscles or reduce them at his command. With a worried sigh he stepped out into the world, determined to find out what could have possibly happened to him.<br/><br/>But first, he would have to find a way to remove this mask, he was getting hungry.