"I'm going, I'm going!" Stuart grumbled as he started back to class, machine in hand. Hiding it under the rest of his things, he rendered the classroom.
Stuart made his way to the back corner of Mr. Fuller's math class, where he and the jocks sat. He handed over a couple completed assignments and sat down. Fuller didn't even care that the assignments were in his handwriting, not the jocks'.
Stuart was shielded from view as he poked and prodded at the gadget. He felt a shock when he hit "Blend in with people". He thought nothing of it at first.
But later in the class, one of the jocks, a junior football player named Spencer, turned to him and whispered, "You ready for the game on Friday, bro?"
Stuart was stunned. Why was Spencer asking him this? He forced a smile and a quick nod and got back to work.
At the end of class, Stuart stood up to get his things and leave, but everything seemed smaller or farther away. Or could it be that he was...taller?
Stuart made a beeline for the bathroom. But when he found the mirror, he couldn't find his own reflection! The only one he saw was of a guy he'd never seen before. This guy was really tall, about 6'5" if Stuart had to guess. His hair was short and golden blonde, and his features were doggedly chiseled, with the barest hint of blond stubble growing in, all in stark contrast to Stuart's brown hair and average face.
This guy was seriously buff, unlike Stuart. He was wearing skinny jeans and a tight light-blue shirt with a deep V-neck, but even through these his muscles were visible. His big pecs hung out over a carved set of abs and shoved the shirt to its limit, while his thick arms strained the sleeves of his shirt. His thighs were like ham hocks and his calves had a perfect teardrop shape.
Then Stuart realized that that guy was him! The device had changed him to blend in with the jocks by making him one!