John woke up early and readied himself for his job at the warehouse. He spent the day and his mid-twenties, emptying trucks, loading boxes onto conveyor belts, and wiping the dust and cardboard fragments from mixing with his sweat and stinging his eyes. It was days spent like this that he was thankful that he worked out. Some of the guys he was working with were middle aged and winded after half a truck, but not John. He just kept digging through the boxes quickly and eagerly. And tonight, John was looking forward to hooking up with Amy, he was getting stiff just thinking about her and her firm body.
By the end of the ten hour work day, it'd been twelve hours since he'd woke up, and was twenty-two and just recently graduated from college, and going from interview to interview while working in the warehouse. Though quickly he began to think of himself as a college student as the hours continued to pass.
By the time he had washed up from work, he took stock of his body. He needed to hit the weights a bit more, as he seemed a little less bulky than he wanted. Unbeknowst to John, he was starting to slim down as his rejuvenation brought him closer to puberty, with the first gains to go being his muscles slowly deflating. He was still rather ripped for a guy in his early 20s, but the youthening was beginning to kick into higher gear as he passed through young adulthood. Tonight would be his last night with Amy as he approached her own age of 19.