Joce just stared at her big muscle boy. She just loved her “power” over him. She stared at his large figure and ran her soft hands over his pectorals. They felt so nice. Big, round, hard orbs of solid muscle. She closed her eyes and quietly imagined his pecs growing slightly when suddenly, she felt something. His pecs REALLY grew under her hands! They inflated just a little bit, maybe half-an-inch!
“Oopsie!” she gasped as she stepped back. She was startled for a moment when she looked on. Yes, his pecs had grown. She had done that to him. But, gosh, he looked SO cute with bigger pecs. What a hunk of a guy. It seemed as if he just became cuter with bigger muscles.
Then she had an idea. She would un-freeze him and make him into a marble statue again. He would be a statue during the day, for the schoolkids to admire when the bus would stop before her house. They would admire his big, bulging muscles!
She snapped her fingers, and he woke up.
“Hey, what happened? Oh, hey Joce!” Peter smiled. Then he looked down at his big pecs. He realized something was off, but he didn’t know what.
“You’re so cute. Anyway, I need you to do some work for me, sweetie. You need to pose on the pedestal outside for just a few hours, okay? The kids need to see you when they get off the bus. Do a big bicep pose!” Joce smiled.
“Oh! The kids will love that! They’ll get to admire my muscles!” Peter smiled.
Joce snapped her fingers and instantly Peter was teleported to the pedestal outside.
Peter then raised up both arms, flexing his big biceps.
In an instant, the hunky teen found himself transforming into a large, marble statue! Flesh turned to stone as Peter became a big, white statue of a large, 6-foot-3 muscle teen statue.
Just in time, as the school bus arrived, and a bunch of middle schoolers walked off the bus. Most kids walked past the statue. An occasional kid would stop and admire the big, hulking muscle man. One kid imitated the flex. Joce just looked on from her bedroom window and smiled.