All at once, Kyle found himself standing where he had seen the jock stand just a few moments before. He was wearing a letterman's jacket and he was surrounded by a group of jocks and cheerleaders that seemed to be watching him. Kyle worried for a moment before the second half of a joke he hadn't heard the beginning of came out of his mouth, causing everyone around to burst out into laughter. Apparently the remote smoothed out the transition, so people wouldn't start to get suspicious.
Kyle felt amazing. He had never been popular, and now this group seemed to be hanging off of his every word. He looked across the street and saw the jock that was now in his life heading back towards his- well, not his anymore- apartment. His clothes had changed as well, significantly larger to still be baggy on his much larger body. Kyle knew he'd be able to track his body down if he needed to, so he resolved to enjoy this experience as much as possible.
As they moved out of eyesight of his old apartment, the group began to break up and go their separate ways. It was the weekend, and they had just finished hanging out. As everyone went home, one of the cheerleaders leaned over and whispered in his ear, asking him to meet her at her place later, because her parents were gone for the weekend.
Kyle felt his arousal grow at that, thinking about who this cheerleader thought he was, and how different he was now, not that she would notice. He agreed quickly (maybe even a little too eagerly) and headed back to his place to get ready.