"Alright then Mr. Truth Teller, tell me the truth about myself," Lucas requested, wiping the tears of joy off his face.
Derek thought about it for a minute. What would be a good test of whether or not the stud worked? Should he start small or big? Whatever it was, it needed to be easily noticeable. Otherwise they wouldn't be able to confirm that it was true. Derek let out a sigh. This was trickier than he thought it would be. Maybe he was just over thinking things.
"I don't know... what do you want me to say?" Lucas scratched his chin and responded, "I don't know. Anything? Like I don't have acne?"
"You don't have acne? That's it?" But as Derek finished saying this, Lucas's complexion cleared up. "Why would I say that? You've never had acne." Reality had shifted but neither of them remembered that the change occurred at all. They looked at each other and sighed together.
"Yeah, I don't know what I was thinking." Lucas couldn't remember why he made that suggestion. He never had an issue with acne. In fact, his skin was always perfect. Everyone would always comment on how impossible clean his complexion was. Perhaps he should suggest something drastic? "Why don't you say I'm a some star athlete or something? I've always wanted to be as popular as those guys."
Derek shrugged, "Sure. Lucas is a popular jock." Reality began to shift again, without either of the guys noticing. The things in Lucas's room began to change. His books, glasses, suspenders, and homework faded away. In their place, sporting equipment, jock straps, and trophies appeared. Lucas gave a slight shudder as short pangs of ecstasy shot through his body. His skinny frame grew slightly, filling out with defined muscles. His flat chest inflated as his pecs pushed out. His torso began to show the outline of six-pack abs. His arms and legs tightened as they became more defined with muscles. His jeans receded, being replaced with sport shorts as his button pulled back, giving way to a muscle tee. Lucas gave a sigh as the changes finished, relieved from the short burst of hormones that pumped through his body. Unfortunately, neither Lucas nor Derek noticed the change.
"Dude, we can test the stud if you only say obvious shit." Lucas gave Derek a slap on the shoulder. Derek rolled his eyes, responding, "I'm only said what you wanted me to say! Maybe I shouldn't take your bad suggestions..."