First, Edwin changed the settings on duration (making it 1 day) and reality alteration (no, in case he messed with someone else).
Unable to decide, he had the Chronivac lay out a set of each kind of clothes. He decided to invite his friend Asher over to experiment with them. When Asher arrived, Edwin went out to greet him.
Meanwhile, his younger twin brothers snuck into his room. They were 12 and their names were Maxwell and Matthew, or just Max and Matt. The boys were completely identical average skinny boys who loved to screw around with Edwin.
As a joke, on seeing the clothes, Max dared Matt to try some on, to which Matt said he'd do it if Max would. Matt grabbed the soccer uniform set, while Max grabbed the football uniform set. They both slipped into the clothes, and seeing how they hung off their bodies like curtains, they laughed until overcome by a wave of intense pleasure that caused them to groan.
"I just got this gadget, Asher. It can make all sorts of changes! It made a bunch of clothes that turn you into the ideal wearer, and I thought we'd try them on and see what happened," Edwin told his friend excitedly.
Asher was doubtful, but he kept it to himself. Why not humor Edwin? he thought. It's a fun idea and he's always had a big imagination.
He watched as Edwin started to enter his room, then drew back in shock and fright. "What's the matter, man?" Asher asked in alarm.
Edwin pointed inside silently. Asher took one look and yelled, "Who are you?"
Two older high schoolers stood in the room. One was wearing a soccer jersey, shorts, shinguards and cleats. A soccer ball lay at his feet as he rubbed his hand over his stomach, which underneath the shirt seemed to be a 6-pack. Overall the boy was lean but toned and handsome, with black hair and luminous green eyes.
The other boy was bigger and taller though not by much. He wore a football jersey, tight pants, cleats and a cocky grin on his face. He clutched a football in one large hand. Where the other boy had been lean but toned, this boy was bulky and broad. His pecs formed a shelf against which his jersey clung, while his biceps strained the sleeves and his shoulders stretched the outfit outward. His beautiful face was framed by blond hair and blue eyes.
Edwin somehow knew. "It's Max and Matt. They put on the clothes and changed, Asher."