Josh stood there a moment. Now that he had finally gotten the growth formula right, he was happy. He had also impressed Ally, which was important to him.
But he wanted more. He wasn't sure how drinking substantially more formula would affect him, but in that moment he didn't care.
Josh reached out, grabbed the container of formula, and began to drink...
Ally was standing by her locker at school the next day, talking to her friends, when one of them looked down the hallway and said, "OMG! Is that Josh? He's so hot now!"
Ally turned and gasped, immediately knowing what had happened.
Josh now stood about 6 feet tall. But what were more noticeable were his muscles. His pecs were like medicine balls, his biceps like football's, his abs like a cobblestone street. His thighs were thick and so were his calves. His neck was thick and his shoulders were broad. And Josh was wearing skinny jeans that showed off his legs and butt and a REALLY tight shirt through which all of his muscles were on display. All told, he probably weighed about 195 pounds.
Josh made his way up to Ally and grinned.
"What do you think?" he asked.
Ally managed to choke out, "I...I like it...a lot."
"That's good to hear." Josh then pulled her close and kissed her hard, and she didn't object. She thought, When did he become such an expert kisser, too?
"What do you think about me joining the football team?" he asked her.
"I think it's good; you'll dominate since it's middle school and you're bigger than a lot of high schoolers."