Walking to the bus stop so that they could head to Ryan's place, Jake kept looking over his older form and checking out his reflection in every reflective surface that the three passed. While he was mad at Ryan and Luke for getting him into this situation, Jake did like what he was seeing.
Standing well over six feet, Jake now had broad shoulders with long heavily muscled arms, a barrel chest that caused his shirt to ride up and looked painted on his body. He did not have well defined abs, but Jake realized he could easily get them, though they would be hidden under the large amount of body hair he now sprouted. His legs were also much thicker then earlier, which caused Jake to unconsciously to walk with a strut. And while he was not thrilled when it came to his receding hairline, the package he was carrying in his pants more then made up for that.
Spotting a bar across the street, Jake stopped a said, "Guys, I need to think. I'm not sure about any of your plans, so if you don't mind Ryan, I'm going to hang around here for a hour or so and then follow you back to your house."
"Sure no problem. Just make sure that you are not to late getting to my house."
"Don't worry. I just need something to calm my nerves, and since I'm now old enough, I'm going to head over to that bar and get a drink."
Waving goodbye to his friends, Jake walked across the street and headed into the bar. Sitting down on one of the stools, he ordered a shot of whiskey, and after downing it in one go, ordered another.