“I guess I'll be a swimmer," Andy said, "Might as
well be creative." The amulet on his chest glowed brightly for several
seconds, then subsided.
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Across town, Mitch was typing up his presentation to management, but kept finding his mind getting distracted. He felt so stiff and out-of-place in this office, like his body needed to be moving and working. He sighed, before getting up from his desk and groggily walking towards the men’s bathroom. By the time he reached the toilets, he felt like he was going to throw up, but thankfully the men’s room was completely empty. He stumbled to the mirror to check if he was pale, but noticed something off.
His face looked... different? It definitely looked younger than before, Mitch guessed that he looked like he was in his early 20s, and his cheekbones looked more defined. His medium-length hair seemed to be pulling itself back into his scalp, leaving him with an extremely short, but still stylish, haircut which seemed to better fit his changed face.
Shocked, Mitch leaned into the mirror closer, when he suddenly noticed his clothes start to shift. His tie unwrapped itself from his neck and tightly fastened itself around his eyes and the back of his head, causing Mitch to shout out in surprise, until his vision was restored, allowing him to see that his tie had transformed into what looked like extremely expensive Speedo swimming goggles. In turn, his shirt untucked and unbuttoned itself, and also wrapping itself around his head, this time like a bandana. Mitch watched with awe as the smooth linen was changed into a bright blue latex, and tightly squeezed itself around his head until his hair was completely covered, creating a swimming cap.
Mitch stepped back so he could watch his formal pants begin to change, just in time to see them roll up to his knee, before changing colour to a bright blue matching his cap. All of the definition of his pants disappeared, leaving it completely smooth save for the Speedo logo and black stripes running down the side. Mitch grinned at the sensation of his underwear merging with the shorts, which quickly changed into a lycra-like material and vacuum-packed them around his thighs and crotch.
Mitch smirked to himself as his shoes and socks disappeared, as his mind was rewritten to accommodate his new life. As the memories of beating his high school’s records were flooded into his brain, his body hair was pulled back in, leaving him completely hairless, except for on his head. He knew now that he was his swim squad’s star competitor, and the intense training he’d received since he was a young boy helped him to become one of the best at what he does in the country. However, his body didn’t currently live up to that, which was quickly fixed as he creaked up an extra few inches in height, initiating the rest of his change.
His bare feet grew large and thick, perfect for propelling himself through the pool, he thought, and his calves swelled up with muscle along with his swimsuit-stretching thighs. His average torso convulsed as Mitch’s abdomen was carved into a might set of abs, and his chest bulged out into mighty slabs of muscle. His shoulders widened, helping to accommodate his new expanded biceps and forearms, as well as his neck thickening and his hands lengthening into shape. Last of all, he groaned in pleasure as his cock was swelled up larger and larger, every little detail from his veins to his head becoming clearly visible through his tight clothes. As it finally stopped at roughly ten inches, he moaned loudly as a large sticky patch appeared around the head of his cock.
Mitch looked around, confused. Why was he in this random bathroom, was he not in the shower before his training session just a minute ago? After all, he was Mitch Zanden, one of the most successful swimmers in the country!