You wander into a room that your new memories recognised as your older brother Dylan’s room. There wasn't much to find here as Dylan took most of his stuff with him when he started living in a college dorm. Luck you, though, he kept some of his clothes along with a pair of brown sneakers.
As you were getting ready, you realise you had to take your clothes off as Max’s/your clothes would become too tight for Dylan’s 21 years old body. After that, you put on Dylan’s shoes which were too big for you. It only took seconds until the changes began as you saw your reflection changing right in front of your eyes.
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As I looked upon my reflection in enthusiasm, my transformation into Dylan began, with every change happening simultaneously. From Max’s dyed dark & reddish-blond hair to a light brown, and grows from a longish-regular haircut to Dylan’s wavy Curtained Haircut. My height increasing from 5’6 to 6’0 and my body growing more and muscular until I end up with a six-pack. My body hair disappears, as I remember Dylan always shaved his body to make his muscles clear and smooth to impress his girlfriend. My manhood grew from 5 inches to 8 inches. And lastly, my face was gradually becoming identical to that of Dylan’s with his oval-shaped head and strong chin becoming my own, and with my eyebrows rising high enough to get rid of Max’s consistently concentrated expression. And with all of that, my transformation into Dylan Brenner was done.
I went to Dylan’s/my wardrobe. I wore whatever clothes he left which were: a black boxer, a pair of loose jeans, a shirt, and a canvas jacket. “Now what?” I asked in Dylan’s meditative voice.