Rod woke up feeling weak. He was on the floor next to the bed. He had trouble lifting himself up off the floor. He was so lanky. He pulled himself up, and stared at the blobby thing that used to be Chad. Standing over it were five muscle gods.
"Whoa who are you?"
"Bobby. Fucking this thing is better than dieting. How do you like my new bod? Who are you?"
"Rod. What happened to me?"
"Guess, we fucked all our fat out ourselves and into him, and you overdid it, and fucked out all your muscle too?"
"Maybe if we fill you up with cum, your muscles will grow back?" suggested Wayne.
Rod was desperate, so he soon found himself surrounded by the muscle gods, and was sucking their cocks to regain his former build.