Matt shook his head groggily, confused and disoriented after falling out of bed. He was momentarily worried--he hoped he didn't accidentally crush Bryan when he rolled over!
Matt's concerns quickly shifted when a pair of big hands roughly grabbed him and pulled him up from the floor. He was roughly hauled up to his feet; muscular legs, abs, and finally a chest wooshed past his vision, until finally he was staring up at Bryan's angry face. But this Bryan was taller than before, 6-foot-2 instead of 6 feet even. That was hardly noticeable compared to his other changes: he'd blown up into a 250-pound Hercules, his muscles thick and bulging.
"I don't know what the fuck is going on here," Bryan growled, "But I sure as fuck don't appreciate you using me for your weird sex shit!" He shook Matt's shoulders to hammer the point home. Matt's head bobbed back and forth, as if nodding in agreement.
Bryan shoved Matt back onto his own bed, and stared down menacingly as Matt lay there. After a moment Bryan nodded and turned, striding over to a large mirror next to the dresser. His eyebrows rose in surprise as he surveyed his new body. He turned several times, admiring the view of his own body, bigger and stronger than he could have ever realistically imagined getting. He turned away, his face full of astonishment. "How did this happen?" he asked. His eyes fell on the magazine. He strode toward it, unfolding the commemorative Arnold poster. "I- I look like Arnie..." he stammered, looking back and forth between the poster and his reflection in the mirror. The similarities were undeniable: he had Arnold's shape, everything from the broad v-taper of his back to the thickness of his pecs to the strong muscles of his legs.
On the bed, Matt tried to look for the wand, without being too obvious about it. He worried that things were spinning out of control, and that Bryan's wonderment might revert to anger and revenge. It was a frustrating search though--the wand must have rolled off the bed too.
As Matt was wondering whether he should risk leaving the bed and looking under it, he heard Bryan's low voice say, "What do you think you're doing?"
Matt's head snapped up. "Uh, nothing! Nothing. Not a th..." His voice dropped off as he saw that Bryan was sporting a sizeable erection.
Bryan smirked as he saw Matt's eyes go wide. "This is a pretty hot bod I've got now," he offered, raising his big arms and flexing them. The biceps rose at his command, thick and round and hard. Matt's eyes widened further, and Bryan's smirk deepened. "Get over here," Bryan growled, "I'm pretty fuckin' horny, and you're gonna take care of that!"