“Fuck!” I barely mentioned before squealing at the godlike body before me. Even my voice sounds sexy. I flexed my arms and hardened my abs. This new sensation of being hard all over my body is starting to take a toll with my penis. I grabbed my phone and took several pictures of myself in different poses. I also took a batch of videos capturing me at diffrent angles.
I also taken the liberty of creating social media accounts for this new and better Patrick. His Instagram exploded with likes mere minutes after I posted a picture of my upper half. Behind me is a carefully placed mirror that shoewed my bubble butt. Men and women ravaged the comment section begging for more. And so I did.
Aside from Instagram, my Grindr account was flooded with request that when I read one, two new messages takes it place. I was an instant stud.
For that brief moment, I felt that all the misery in my old life was washed away. While drowning in joy, I did not realize that I was starting to fall asleep.
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I woke in the morning with a start. Everything that happened yesterday was like a dream. But when I saw my glaring handsome face flash by the mirror, I knew this was reality. I snapped a grinning morning look of my face and uploaded it to every social accounts I had. The notification sound rang all the way through my morning routine.
For my clothes, I wore a checkered flannel that never quite fit me in my old body. But in Patrick’s it snugged nicely without ripping the seams. For the legs, I wore a pair of brown trousers I received as a gift.
Now that I’m up and ready, I suppose I could take this body for a spin. Although, I need to go to work and Patrick does too.