Chris finally got to his house. He hoped his parents weren't home. He looked like a total stranger! He wasn't that lucky.
He opened the door quietly and he saw his mom was right by the door. "Hello honey, how was practice?". "Practice?! Why didn't mom notice my changes!", he thought to himself. His mom walked over to him, acting like his overmuscled and hairy body was normal. She gave him a hug. Waving her hand across her nose in a comical way, she remarked "it sure smells like you got a good workout! Go take a shower kiddo!".
Chris blushed; he did smell pretty bad. "Okay. I will mom", he said. She kissed him on his cheek. "And make sure to shave that scruff! Your starting to look homeless! I bought you a new razor today; its in your bathroom", she said. Chris's meaty hand unconsciously went up and scratched his sandpaper thick stubble. He was so confused. Why did his mom think he looked normal! And 'new' razor? He had never owned a razor in his life!
Chris made his way to his room and shut the door. He had to do something about this body! He had to figure out how to change back to his old body!