Brad had left his study hall work out early. His new wimpy arms ached and he'd only done a third of his normal reps at one fifth his usual weight. What was wrong with him?
As he was dressing he found a new clean no name t-shirt in his locker. In spite of his feeble performance he'd drenched his t-shirt with sweat, so he "borrowed" the clean one someone had left in his locker. He had to roll up the sleeves on his oxford shirt and pull up the ones on his letterman's jacket. He hustled out of the locker room before his team mates came in to ridicule "Baby Arms" as he was now being called.
He was angry and headed from the principals' office to see if he might get more satisfaction than he did from the coach. He was rudely bumping into people as he raced down the halls.
Rob looked up from by his English classroom door to see Brad at the far end of the hall. He glanced across the hall into the Ecology classroom where he saw a poster of a large silver back gorilla. He looked at Brad getting closer with his nostrils flaring and his jaw set waving his wimpy little arms. Rob thought Brad should have that big hairy gorilla's arms. Instantly, Rob felt a sudden weight on his shoulders. His arms were back?
He leaned forward as black hairy ape paws protruded from his jacket.
Rob smiled in amazement. The poster now sported Rob's arms. As Brad stood there blocking hall traffick staring at his new gorilla arms, Rob looked back at the poster, and thought as long as he had the arms Brad might as well have the body. The poster now showed a naked muscular man crouched with wimpy arms wearing an gorilla mask. The teacher closed the door, and headed to lunch. Rob watched as Brad knuckled terrified down the hall. His Nikes' had split as has had his jeans to accommodate his new build. Instead of the principal's office, Brad headed straight for the nurse's office. Rob turned his attention to another kid and imagined him with the hair of the guy standing next to him. Nothing happened. So, Rob decided to follow Brad.
He found Brad hopping up and down while supporting himself on his forearms. The nurse finally opened the door and admitted him. Rob managed to lean against the door to listen to Brad's conversation with the nurse.
The nurse had Brad strip, and wait on the exam table while she called downtown to consult with the school's doctor.
While Rob was standing there, Mrs. Humphries his art biology teacher came up to the office, and said, "Rob, I've got to pick up some tongue depressors from Nurse Hancock to use as stakes for a bean sprout project, would you be able to carry them back to my room. I also have to pick up some paperwork from the Main Office."
"Sure, Mrs. Humphries," Rob said with a smile as he followed her into the Nurse's Office.
"Brad? Is that some sort of costume?" Mrs. Humphries asked.
Brad flushed red in his face and covered his nakedness with his hands.
"Mrs. Humphries! I completely forgot you were coming. The tongue depressors are in the cabinet under the exam table. Please don't say anything either of you about Brad's -uh, condition. We hope it's temporary.
"He looks like he has the body of a Mountain Gorilla," the bio teacher said in analytical awe.
Brad looked crestfallen. He pulled his knees up to his hard leathery chest and turned his silver haired back to them. That was when Rob recognized the under shirt.
"Rob get the tongue depressors and meet me back at my classroom. Okay? Brad, don't worry Rob and I won't tell anyone. I'd better get to the office," she said backing out of the door, and pulling it quickly shut behind her.
"Anyone who didn't see me in the hallway already," sighed Brad.
Rob opened the cabinet and took out the large box of tongue depressors.
"Brad could you get the door for me?" Rob asked. As Brad leapt off the table, and the nurse continued to consult on the phone, Rob shoved the magic undershirt into his shirt and pulled the box close to his abs to conceal it.
Brad bearly looked as Rob went passed him with Brad's own arms. He was too preoccupied with his simian condition.
Meanwhile at the gorilla enclosure in the San Diego Zoo, the keepers were going crazy trying to figure out what happened to their prize silverback.