Overlooked No More [Part II] (Marvel)

Part one can be found here! 

Now that he had scored his long awaited revenge over Peter Parker by transforming him into a dumb himbo with a micro cock, Lucas Lenore was turning his attention towards a bigger fish to fry: Tony Stark.

Absolutely everybody on the planet (unless they were living under a rock) knew who Stark was thanks to his alter ego of Iron Man, one of the Avengers. He was widely adored by the vast majority of people but Lucas was among the quieter minority who saw Stark for what he really was. The man was just another selfish one-percenter who had gathered his wealth through dubious means such as weapons dealing and now acted as a gatekeeper for the superhero community. He was no better than the politicians that had failed them time and time again! Had the human race truly not evolved past the point of believing that having more money made someone superior?

It had been mere minutes after he had used the Genetic Rewriter on the fellow high school senior who had constantly been given everything that Lucas had rightfully deserved, but time was of the essence. Tony Stark had arrived at their high school in order to attend the graduation of his star new intern, which meant that it was the perfect opportunity to get close enough to the billionaire to make use of his invention. When else would he be able to get close enough to use it? The Avengers were constantly on the move and getting a meeting with Tony Stark was like picking out a needle from a haystack - it just wasn’t going to happen so easily.

After ensuring that the newly himbofied Peter Parker had left the science lab, Lucas returned to the main hall where the graduates and their guests were gathered. Sure enough, Stark was surrounded by a large group of people who were all hanging off of every single word he had to say and were laughing even when what he said wasn’t particularly funny. Despite knowing that he was taking an even bigger risk by using the Genetic Rewriter on a world famous celebrity, Lucas had very much made his mind up. Tony Stark deserved to be punished for only paying attention to Peter when Lucas had always been just as brilliant, if not even moreso! He was proving as much at that very moment too because would Peter have been smart and bold enough to build the Genetic Rewriter if their situations had been reversed? He didn’t think so!

Getting Stark away from his crowd of adoring fans was actually surprisingly less difficult than Lucas had been anticipating. All he had to say was that Peter had taken a tumble, hurt his head and was now asking for him. The concern that flashed over Stark’s face at this news was quite interesting to note. Did they have a relationship beyond just a mentor and student? A sugar daddy and his boy, maybe? That would make sense or why Parker got the internship over me, Lucas thought bitterly as he led Stark out of the hall and back towards the same science lab where he had used his invention on his former rival, his excitement at what was to come making him move at a quick pace.

“What have you got yourself into now, kid?” Stark muttered behind Lucas, once again suggesting that their relationship ran deeper than anybody knew. So it really was just nepotism then, the disgruntled young inventor decided, feeling vindicated by this new discovery. For a brief moment there he had almost doubted his own genius!

Stopping a few feet short of the science lab, Lucas turned towards Stark. “He’s just in there,” he lied, waving towards the closed door, “I think he wanted to tell you something private so I’ll just wait out here.” That was another lie, but the billionaire’s concern for his young intern was apparently so all-consuming that he failed to pick up on it despite how unconvincing Lucas’ acting ability was. It did the trick, as Stark surged forward and opened the door without further question, allowing Lucas to swiftly follow behind. Stark had barely made it two steps into the room before the younger man lunged forward and plunged the Genetic Rewriter’s needle into the side of the man’s neck. Then, just as he had with Peter barely ten minutes before, Lucas hit the button to activate his invention and received the confirmation he had gleefully anticipated: rewrite of subject’s genetic code has begun.

While it would have been easier for Lucas to use the exact same genetic code on Stark as he had on Parker, he wanted his revenge to be a little more entertaining than that. As such, he had crafted up a whole new identity for the arrogant Avenger and when his transformation had completed nobody would ever believe that he had once been one of the richest and most handsome men alive!

The first signs of change were evidenced by the slow and steady expansion of the superhero’s gut. While he had never been ripped to the extent of Captain America or Thor, Tony had always done a fairly good job at keeping himself lean. He had to fit into the Iron Man suits, after all! With his stomach rapidly inflating to an almost planetary size and shape though, “lean” was about as far from a fitting description as could possibly be applied to him. Grunts of confusion and gasps of pain escaped Tony’s lips as he staggered towards the nearest desk, hoping to steady himself with his balance being so dramatically played with. This sudden expansion of size prompted a severe straining of the shirt Tony was wearing and when it simply couldn’t contain the added bulk any longer, the buttons burst free and scattered around the science lab. His large gut bounced free from the restraints, the fat jiggling as it settled around a waistline that had almost doubled in perimeter.

The theme of dramatic weight gain would be furthered in the following moments with an increasing amount of mass gathering in his backside, taking his ass from demure and unassuming to obscene and impossible to ignore. His thighs would similarly inflate, with the lean muscle being hidden under thick layers of fat, ultimately making him struggle to fit in any pants that were lower than a size XXL! Considering this, the tailored suit pants that he had chosen to wear to the graduation ceremony stood absolutely no chance of surviving the transformation. The moment Tony’s ass had started to widen and protrude further from his body, the seam down the middle tore right open and the seams down the sides of his legs quickly followed suit. By the time his legs had stopped increasing in mass, his lower half was left in nothing but tatters, like he’d had his own “Hulking out” moment, only with considerably less muscle and much more fat!

Tony’s brown leather shoes were the final part of his outfit to be affected by his transformation but even the tougher material of the leather wasn’t enough to contain the widening and lengthening of his feet! He wasn’t just seeing a broadening to his feet though, as Tony was also experiencing a considerable amount of hair growth on both the tops of his feet and down his toes. Then, as if Lucas hadn’t been cruel enough already with the Genetic Rewriter, Tony developed bunions on both of his feet as well as becoming flat-footed! Those had been last minute additions by Lucas and the disgruntled high school graduate was glad that he’d thought of them before finalizing the genetic code. Anything that caused Stark a little bit of extra discomfort was absolutely a bonus in his eyes!

Like with the rest of his body, Tony’s face soon began to show the signs of his new weight gain, taking on a rounder appearance as his cheeks inflated and a double chin formed. There were numerous cracks as the bones in his nose shifted, resulting in a more bulbous feature. His eyesight, which had always been sharp and strong, took a dramatic turn for the worse - within moments, the room around him was completely blurred from Tony’s perspective. He could barely even still make out the shape of the high schooler who had somehow bested him! It was abundantly clear that he’d need glasses in order to see properly in the future, which would have been humiliating if it wasn’t for all of the other changes to his body making a bigger point.

While it already would have already been difficult for an onlooker to identify the overweight man as the one and only Tony Stark, he quickly became even further unrecognizable. The Genetic Rewriter was adding some extra years onto the Avenger’s body, taking him from a forty-something who was in great shape to a man in his mid-sixties that clearly hadn’t seen the inside of the gym for a few decades! This unexpected and unnatural age progression was most obviously seen in the dramatic thinning of his hair, with the color of the remaining bristles becoming lighter and lighter until they were as gray as the clouds that had gathered ominously above the school that morning. Tony’s iconic goatee quickly adopted a silver shade to match the hair on his head, and although it was partially obscured by the tatters of the shirt that he still wore, the forest of hair upon the man’s chest was much the same.

Unlike everything that had come before, the final part of the Genetic Rewriter’s work wasn’t able to be seen by the human eye. That didn’t stop Lucas from getting satisfaction out of it though, as he knew what was going on in Stark’s mind at that moment. The billionaire genius’ intellect was leaking right out of his brain, like holes in a bucket, and his neural processes were rapidly slowing down in conjunction. Within just a few short minutes, Tony Stark would struggle to operate a smartphone, let alone invent one of his famous Iron Man suits! He wouldn’t be able to pilot one either, although that was just as much because of his new size as his lower intellect.

Once the pain he had been experiencing for the past several minutes finally subsided, the elderly man adopted a stressed expression upon his face. Even though he wasn’t quite sure what had happened to him, he knew that he was supposed to be Tony Stark and that something bad had happened to him. Given he was alone in what appeared to be a high school science lab with some scrawny teenager, Tony figured that the kid had to be responsible. “What didja do to me?” he asked in a haggard and whiny voice that seemed to perfectly fit his new visage.

“What do you think I did?” Lucas asked smugly, returning the Genetic Rewriter to its case and tucking it safely into his bag. He wasn’t going to dare let anyone else get their hands on it! “What’s the matter, is thinking too hard for you, old man?”

Tony was flabbergasted because the kid was absolutely right - thinking was too hard for him all of a sudden! It didn’t help that his brain now had to compete with his appetite and his stomach was already starting to growl in displeasure. How long had it been since he’d last had something to eat? “I wanna go back,” he protested weakly, grabbing at his hefty gut and shaking it experimentally. The sensation felt both foreign and familiar at the same time. How was that even possible? Hell, how was any of this even possible?! Tony could remember being praised as one of the brightest minds on the planet and yet he had absolutely no idea what had been done to him. It was thoroughly embarrassing! His brain was filled with a fog that refused to budge and if anything only became more overwhelming as the seconds passed. “Please, kid, change me back!” Tony begged, his lower lip shaking in despair as he fought back tears. He felt so stupid and he hated it!

“You think I went through all this effort just to undo it?” Lucas fired back, rolling his eyes and shaking his head. “No, Mr Stark, I think I’ve finally decided how I want to finish up my revenge.” A dark smirk crossed the high schooler’s face as he folded his arms and looked at the pitiful excuse for a man he had created. “In fact, if you don’t want to live in absolute misery from now on, you’re going to help me…”