Big and strong and rippled but the changes also made him a bit dim.
He worked out day by day coming home to his family and his little brother Peter. Now Peter was a smart boy and he had seen the changes that his big brother had gone through and he had also seen the Chronivac.
He had been sneaking into his brothers room when he learned his brothers new routine. Which wasn't hard to do since he spent so much time at the gym now. He was learning the Chronivac and it's possibilities. He found the option on the chameleon clothes and had an idea. A wickedly wonderful idea.
As the weeks went on he decided on a plan.
Jeff spent the most time at the gym on Saturday. Peter figured it was because more people went on that day and he could impress more people.
Peter watched as his brother left for the gym and he snuck into his room and began playing. As he made the changes to the chameleon clothes a new wife beater and jock strap appeared in Jeff's drawer. To the unobservant eye they might have looked like the ones he had initially worn. The same yellowed stains, the same smell. It would be ready for when his brother came home.
Peter sat and waited.
The evening came and his brother was particularly stinky so he took a shower immediately and got into his draws and pulled out the jockstrap and wife beater that Peter had been producing and put them on.
Being exhausted he collapsed in his bed not noticing the changes that Peter watched through the crack in the door.
As the morning came Jeff found himself in a wholly different and somehow familiar location.
It was a double wide trailer.
He stretched and lifted his new form from the bed. He couldn't remember any of his former life but his brother Peter could. Or rather his former brother Peter could remember the changes and he enjoyed seeing is brother. He would bicycle down to the trailer park and watch as Jeff would come out of his home and head to work.
You see Jeff made his brother a very blue collar worker. He was a janitor at the mall. He would get into his broken down truck, look at his scruffy bearded face in the rear view mirror and head out.
He would stop off at the food court before going in and was awarded with all manor of treats to which he would wolf them down. You see the jockstrap and wife beater were those of a shorter much heavier man. The wife beater was a 6xl and he was now 5'6" tall with a 65" waist, well lets call it's a waist it was more like an equator and expanded much greater when he sat down.
Now Peter had made some more changes that didn't show in his outward appearance but there was one change that could only be seen in those most private of circumstances when he dropped his jockstrap.
It wasn't just that his new girth hid his male appendage Peter had shrank it by half going from the former 9 inches to less than 4 inches which made it next to impossible to initiate sexual contact with others and this pleased Peter very much making sure he would never have any children of his own.