I glanced towards the source of the approaching noise, and noticed that coming along the path was a scrawny man, probably in his early 20s, riding his bike in a bright yellow spandex uniform. As he came closer I could hear him panting heavily, and with a loud screech from his bike he slowed himself down to a stop beside me, and dismounted. He pulled a water bottle out of its holder and sat himself down beside me, downing almost the entire bottle with a satisfied sigh.
As he barely even noticed I was sitting next to him, I had the opportunity to give him a good long look without getting a funny look in return. However, all I could think about was how thin and weedy he looked for someone who clearly was very active. Not to my knowledge, the ring started to glow on my finger, and to my surprise the cyclist beside me seemed to be growing.
First, his legs appeared to be swelling up considerably, especially his thighs. While he absentmindedly tapped his feet on the ground, his skinny thighs bulked up to the point where his lycra shorts were no longer loose on him, and instead started becoming tighter and tighter around his now admirable thighs, with his calves promptly swelling up to match. Now realising what was happening, I started to panic, although what was happening in front of me was so entertaining that I couldn’t bring myself to try and stop it.
Still completely oblivious, his arms followed suit, gradually bulging with new mass as he stood up and stretched. He firmly grasped his hefty biceps as he did, before being clearly stricken with shock and gasping at the sight of his arms. He gingerly rubbed them, visibly enjoying it, before glancing down at his legs and gently caressing his tightly-packed thighs in glee. He squeezed his chest while his pecs swelled up to fill out the suit properly, and quietly gasped as his ass swelled up and stretched the yellow fabric.
He now looked like he was truly a professional athlete, but he suddenly moaned and grasped his groin. My thoughts must have been distracted by the new man in front of me, and the changes I was causing had lead to an awkward shape starting to snake its way down his shorts. He slowly stroked as it stopped at an almost inhuman foot-long length, but as he did he must have realised that I was still there with him. He turned around towards me, allowing me to really take in his commanding new lycra-clad body.