Mike and Jeff glanced at each other, before seating themselves in Mike's car and driving off to follow Ross' bright green Kawasaki. The two vehicles sped through the winding streets of affluent surburbia, eventually reaching the city's beachfront. Ross parked his bike on a small side street beside the crowded beach, and dashed into a convenience store. Mike parked just behind the bike, and the two friends followed Ross into the store surreptitiously. As they entered, they saw Ross picking up a packet of condoms and paying the elderly cashier, who, to their relief, gently tapped Ross on the wrist while taking his coins. Ross swiftly left, while Mike and Jeff pretended to look at the cereal so they could watch the cashier changing.
As the 60-something year old man gently placed the coins into the till, he grunted quietly as his slumped posture was pulled backwards, seemingly gaining a few inches of height in the process as well. The wrinkles on his face and the rest of his skin were tightened, causing them to disappear from his face totally, causing him to look about 40 years younger immediately. His grey hair regained its luscious dark brown colour, and was joined by a short matching beard covering his now rugged, yet handsome face. The cashier's frail body suddenly swelled with muscle, his loose polo shirt stretched by his large, solid pecs and his strong and thick arms, and his cargo shorts stretched to their absolute limits by his thighs and ass growing. In addition, a unnaturally large swollen bulge appeared in the front of his shorts, which he adjusted surreptitiously with his thick, hairy hand. Now a fully formed, athletic, attractive young man, the cashier's clothes tightened around his thick body. The garments merged together into a neoprene goop, before settling in the shape of a black-and-grey camo-style wetsuit, perfectly completing the new surfer.
Unlike before, however, the shop's surrounds changed as well. The mouldy wallpaper was replaced with modern wood cladding, the snacks and toiletries were replaces with racks of wetsuits and surfboards, and the fridge was replaced by a small changing room. The cashier spotted Mike and Jeff, and shouted over to them while clicking on the Mac in front of him, "Hey bros, need any help?" The two of them shook their heads, before having a quick look through the new stock.