“Screw it,” Alex said. If he didn’t like it, he could always change it back.
He arrived at his home, a small duplex where he lived alone. Alex sat down at a table and grabbed a pen. He wrote and he wrote and he wrote and he wrote. He stood up and read off his handiwork in order to activate the book.
“Attractiveness, masculinity, and musculature are all inherited and generic traits now but can occur through genetic mutation. The male inherits this from both of their parents. Because of this, men cannot change their body type and are either skinny or have some range of muscle. This also means that they can be relatively muscular at birth and through development. I am the most attractive man in the world. People get highs off of looking at me naked and sometimes orgasm on the spot. As men grow old they continue to look the same and their bodyliy functions do not ache or tire out. A man can live as long as they are able to and cannot did of old age. It is illegal for men to wear clothes if they are considered attractive enough. Men also cannot grow any hair other than on top of their head. To compromise with this law, a pill was produced that hardens the soles of the feet and keeps the body temperate to and external temperatures. This pill is delivered weekly to each house wear someone is required to not wear clothes.”
Alex set the book down and lurched. His hand grasped his chest and felt something hard. It was his muscle. He looked at himself. I’m an instant he had become muscular and attractive. He rushed to a mirror and checked himself out beneath his tight clothes. He was much taller and his house seemed to accommodate. His face was perfect. No latent acne or imperfections. On the sink was a green container with pills in it. He took one and instantly his feet seemed to lighten up on the soles of his shoes. The hot room seemed to cool around him.
*knock knock*
It was the door. Alex happily strolled over and opened the door. It was a delivery man, very short and very skinny. He was wearing his uniform and looking at a sheet of paper with another green pill container in his hand.
“Alex Farlo?” he asked. He looked up and gasped. He quickly averted his eyes and looked away. “So-o-rry sir. I didn’t kno-I won’t tell anyone sir here’s your pills.”
The delivery man shoved the pills at him and ran away. Alex realized he was fully clothed, something that he shouldn’t be in this world. Alex looked outside and saw his neighbor. He was buck baked and very attractive. He looked tense, and every one of his muscles seemed to be flexing.
The neighbor was staring at Alex. He looked shocked and horrified and slowly walked towards his side of the house and went inside. Alex shut the door and hastily took of his clothes. He didn’t realize how serious it was to not wear clothes. He shoved them down a trash can and went back into the bathroom. He stared at himself and suddenly felt pleasure in his midsection. He didn’t even have time to look at himself before he collapsed to the ground.
It seemed the clause about attraction applied to himself as well. He sat there groaning to no end clutching his member.
After a minute, Alex recovered a bit gasping from the effort.
*KNOCK KNOCK*
Alex stood up, averting his sight from the mirror.
*KNOCK KNOCK*
Alex had to open it. They clearly had intention.
He grabbed the handle and on the other side was...