“See, I also went through the jocking process when I was in school.” Simon’s father said with a smile. “Man, I was small. Even smaller then you use to be.” Chuckling a little, Simon’s father saw the angry expression on Simon’s face. “What’s wrong with you? Why are you so angry?”
“Did you ever consider that I might have liked who I was, Dad?” Seeing the incredulousness conveyed by his father, “ I didn’t mind being small. I had friends, I had my interests, and I could avoid the other jocks so they wouldn’t bother me most of the time.”
Sighing a little, Simon’s father looked him square in the eyes and asked, “Are you going to honestly say you want to go back to that tiny body?” Seeing that Simon was going to answer without a moments consideration, “Really think about it Simon. Just because you are now a jock, doesn’t mean you can’t still enjoy school and hang with your old friends. You are still as smart as ever, so now you have the best of both worlds.”
That made Simon stop. He had never considered the benefits he would now have being a jock. He would no longer be pushed around at school. Girls would actually notice him, and while Simon knew he would have to join the football team, it might help him get into a college he wanted. Simon knew that his Dad was not the riches of people.
Seeing his son take a moment to understand the benefits of his new body, Simon’s father said, “You should also know, when you have sons, you will not have to worry about them turning out as scrawny nerds. With each generation before, the process causes the next generation to exponentially be better off then the previous ones.”
With Simon coming to accept his knew body, his father decided to let him further enjoy his new form. Closing the door to his son’s room, Simon’s father went to his own room and got out a few items of clothes so that Simon would have something to wear until they could go shopping over the weekend. Simon’s father knew that his clothes would be too tight, but Simon would have to deal with them for now.