When Brie and Ella heard a knock on the bedroom door, they were greeted by a completely different Aaron than the one who had just entered downstairs. Yet they saw nothing wrong because their memories were altered by Allison‘s app.
The young man who entered was 6 feet tall, with perfectly coiffed, glossy black hair and a nice tan. He had an incredibly fit body and gorgeous face. His pecs were like small cantaloupes, his arms thick as softballs and his legs the size of carved columns. His abs looked like they were carved in stone and he wore no glasses. In all he weighed about 190 pounds.
This young Adonis wore a pair of tight khaki shorts and a tight white shirt, which had buttons a quarter of the way down and was made of light, see-through fabric. All of the buttons were undone, exposing his meaty pecs and light dusting of black chest hair. He wore a thin gold chain around his neck, from which dangled a small locket, right over his man cleavage.
This new stud, Aaron, made his way toward Ella, saying “Hey babe,” in his deep, sultry voice and kissing her on the lips. He sat down and took her in his lap, hugging her waist, slowly working towards her breasts. She didn’t mind, even giggled a little.
Brie shot daggers at the couple with here eyes. After all, she had done her best to seduce Aaron last year. But he’d brushed her off and chosen her average-looking friend. She felt she, as one of the prettiest girls in the class, should have the hottest boy. Instead, she’d been forced to settle for second-best. Sure, Phillip was hot and completely devoted to her, and a god in bed, but he wasn’t Aaron.
Curse puberty, she thought. If only Aaron and Phillip hadn’t matured from a geek and a fatty into two athletic hunks. Then maybe she’d have ended up with Garrett, the next hottest guy, dumb as a rock and an easy trophy boyfriend.
Aaron saw her and misinterpreted. “Oh, Phillip’s coming too,” he said. “Football coach gave us the day off.”
Phillip entered, wearing a tight red tank top with the school mascot on it, showing off his muscles. His blond hair stuck to his sweaty face.
“Hey babe,” he said, kissing her. “Something wrong?”
Brie did her best to force a smile. “No,” she lied.