Peaceful times are always a double-edged sword; on one hand, you have more time but on the other, you're either bored or struggling with something. You were such a case, being a bartender at the adventurer's guild had you always busy serving drinks to new adventurers who would no doubt either succeed in the current market or crash out once they realized there weren't as many adventures as they expected.

Lately, however, a particular adventurer had caught your eye: Dunk. He'd gone from a regular-looking explorer to quite the muscular wolf, his body transformed beyond normal workout results. You often heard him talking about loving to exercise and chasing his adventuring dreams, and it felt satisfying to witness his success. But you couldn't figure out how such a drastic change happened so quickly, especially the way his chest had grown disproportionately large, his nipples always prominent beneath his tight shirts, often appearing wet with some kind of secretion.

A few weeks after his transformation accelerated, you and Dunk were chatting while he drank his usual protein-rich milk - surprisingly popular among adventurers despite being served in a bar. Thanks to regulars like Dunk, you always received your milk deliveries quickly, offering discounts to those who helped ensure your supply. You'd heard rumors this special milk caused his growth and thought about trying it yourself, but Dunk had warned you against it. That day in particular, he seemed异常 hot and sweaty, skin glistening even more than usual as if enduring some internal struggle. When you asked if he was alright, he glanced nervously around before asking if you could talk privately.