Dylan is an average kid until an incompetent doctor ruins his life - or does he? When Dylan is misdiagnosed during a routine physical, everything in his life changes. Some things are better-some are not. Will Dylan find a way to be happy? Will he survive?

Hi, I'm Dylan. This book is about me. Before you start reading it, I want you to know – this is not a superhero story. The title sounds like it's going to be a superhero story, but it's not. Superheroes are not real. This story is about me and I'm a real person. Well, I'm fictional. (Nick made me up.) But I'm a real – fictional kind of person.

Don't let all that 'Will he be happy? Will he survive?' part freak you out. I'll be okay in the end. At least I think I will. Oh! You know what? I'm telling you the story so I must still be alive. Wow. I don't know about you but that's a huge relief for me.

In this story, a doctor makes a mistake. He's not researching anything radical or cool. He's a regular (kind of incompetent) doctor. There's no vat of toxic waste or radioactive insects lying around. Nothing cool like that happens to me.

I do grow stronger, faster, and smarter. My ability to attract members of the opposite sex grows dramatically. Also, my memory, strength, reflexes, speed, and stamina all increase exponentially. My virility and sexual endurance are impressive, and…oh, forget it. It's kind of a superhero story. Bullets don't bounce off me and I can't fly or anything. But it's still a lot of fun. There are some hot girls, bad guys, violence, intrigue, revenge, romance, lots of sex, feats of strength, and HOT GIRLS. So, if you forget about the superhero crap, I'll tell you what happened.

This book contains graphic language and explicit descriptions of sexual activity. Not suitable for minors.

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