Eric took one last look at his roommates before he put on the glasses. Joel was like an overgrown college frat boy. His beer guy grew every week; his hair, though not long, was quite tangled; and he shaved only infrequently. Right now he wore no pants over his boxers and a stained Hawaiian shirt that was completely unbuttoned, showing off his big hairy belly.
Noah was very different. He was tall and thin, had almost zero body hair, and was kind of geeky with his pale skin and thick glasses. He had much better hygiene than Joel, and drank only occasionally. Currently he wore cargo shorts and a baggy black Star Trek T-shirt.
Eric himself was in between, kind of average. He worked out occasionally but read more. Average in appearance but lean, he was about 140 pounds to Joel’s 200 and Noah’s 120.
Eric slipped on the glasses and was instantly amazed by the changes that came over his friends. Joel was the first one he saw. The formerly bloated slob now sported a flat stomach with a 6-pack perfectly defined. He had a pretty nice chest and arms, and his legs looked firmer with muscle. His skin now had a perfect tan and his tangled dirty blond hair was now just golden blond and styled perfectly. His face, free of a double chin, was ruggedly handsome with only a light dusting of blond beard stubble on his cheeks. His shirt was still unbuttoned but was now a nice button-up shirt, and he now had on tight shorts.
Noah had possibly changed even more. He also had a tan and his face was perfectly chiseled, but free of stubble. His black glossy hair was coiffed just so, and his glasses remained. But from the neck down he was completely different. His legs were like Greek pillars of muscle, leading up to thunder thighs and a bubble butt. His torso was massive, working up from a narrow waist and 8-pack abs to his boulder-sized pecs and biceps like cantaloupes. His cargo shorts now cling to his thighs and his graphic tee had become a black dri-fit shirt that showed off every bit of his torso, including his pecs like a bookshelf and biceps threatening to split the sleeves.
Eric couldn’t see much of himself, but he could tell that he was far more muscular than before, with pecs and biceps straining his polo. He guessed his face and hair were much better too. All in all, he’d guess his weight at 195, Joel’s at 165, and Noah’s at 250 (he was a giant now).
When he took off the glasses, the changes remained. Eric wondered how long they’d last, or if his friends would notice.