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It began when I made her clothes disappear

Religious Nerd's Prayers For a Hot Body Are Answered

added 5 years ago BM S

The next day I drove to school in my nice new car. For the first time I dressed to impress, which wasn't hard with a body like mine. I wore jeans that fit like skinnies and a bright red jacket over a plain white T-shirt, which bulged with the effort to contain my cantaloupe biceps and watermelon pecs.

When I went to my first class I sat down in my seat, next to a boy named West. He was a nerdy boy, very smart, but so thin his ribs were visible, and dressed poorly in clothes that hung off him like curtains. He had a small golden cross around his neck; he was very religious and always prayed that someday he could be better off physically. In short, the perfect target.

I twisted the ring and very quietly whispered, "I wish West was a complete jock in body, and that he always wore sexy clothes that showed off his physique as much as possible. And that no one but he and I would remember how he was before."

West suddenly moaned as he began to grow in all directions. He grew much taller, matching me. His face became more handsome and framed by his stylish black hair. His glasses disappeared. His muscles swelled until they were as big as mine, making his clothes really tight. His jeans tightened across his legs and butt while his shirt morphed into a long-sleeved thin white shirt with a deep V-neck exposing his man cleavage and through which his skin and muscles were plainly visible. His cross dangled right in the middle of the V.

West waa breathing hard as his transformation ended. He took in his new body in disbelief, then kissed his cross in thanks. I gave him knowledge of his new life, that he was the hottest young model at the agency he worked with and that he was a real man slut and dressed to draw the girls in. He was also a star athlete, alongside me, in football, wrestling, baseball, and weightlifting.

A pretty girl nearby winked at West. He flashed a perfect smile and subtly flexed a bicep and bounced his pecs.

I leaned over. "Think you have a chance, man?" I asked.

West grinned cockily. "Since when have I not?" he answered.


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