He examines his old, yet new body. He hasen't seen this form since he was 15, and now that it's been returned to him, it's aged correctly. The muscles have grown slightly and he remembers being shorter before. The blond's eyes clear and begin to water. You guess that all his memories are flooding back to him, his lost and wasted time, his family, his friends, and the mistakes he made that cost him those things. But its only for a moment, as those clear blue eyes role back into his head. Sweat runs down the middle of your narrow chest as you continue to pump yourself into the bed. You glance over to the shadows where the Man has retreated, the better to watch the show. The blond's messy hair is parted by an unseen force down the side. The color turns to a medium brown, with lighter sun streaks running through it. His eyes continue to roll around from the pleasure, you catch a glimpse of them, they're no longer blue, you think they've turned green. His skin once again darkens from a golden tan and milky complection to a deep rich honey color, traveling from his crown past his neck and down his chest and back. It continues creeping across his hips and thighs, finally seeping into his shins and feet. His nipples harden and enlarge, not to size of Juanita's, but very large for his body. Very soft blond hair grows from his armpits and forearms. The same hair is curling out of his waist, forming a line and growing thickly at the base of his cock with a fine amount covering his balls. His sack darkens from it's pale white to a dark tan. His shaft seems to undergo the same change. The head of his penis changes from a vibrant pink to a deep purple. The skin on his shaft is crawling forward covering and enveloping his head. He is growing foreskin. You take in the sight of your new body in the dingy mirror and turn back to him. His body doesn't seem very different from yours, still very narrow and thin, only more mature, you guess his age is the same as his last two bodies, 16. That's when you notice all the veins, standing out in relief against his waist. You can see each vein and artery plump and fill with each heart beat. His cock grows, as if its being pushed out of him, gaining little girth, but much length. It is his balls which are getting rounder and heavier in their sack, you can see them begin to hang lower on him. The display of blood continues on, veins popping out along his thighs, shins, and calves. His legs grow thick with muscles and the soft hair coats his legs. His feet, which were already to big for his body, grow outward, making them seem even more out of place. All the blond body hairs the boy had sprouted, uniformly turn to that light, almost blond color of brown. Finally, you feel that the transformation is over for him. You are still pumping the bed, but your right hand has again found your hole. He does look very much like you, his upper body is developed a little more than yours but its his lower body that you fixate on. Veins run across his waist and to his cock. Its thin, but long, supported by the large, heavy balls hanging beneath it. His legs sport long toned muscle, they do not fit with the rest of his small body, you think to yourself, and lastly you notice the soft light brown hairs on his legs, you reach out to touch them and feel the fire inside you burn hotter than before. You realize what you have to do.
"Ahhh, Mijo!" coos the Man, "how are you, are you well?" He asks as he gruffly places his arm around the boys neck, "Si, Tio Gomez, I made the futbol team, just like you said I would!" You are still on the bed, you can feel exhaustion beginning to set in, but still you pump yourself furiously into the comforter, apparently, Senor Padraza's "nephew" doesn't think it strange that they are both naked and that one of them is groaning in sexual anticipation.