As Clyde kept regressing, Kyle grew more and more astonished at how hunky the old man was. The old man's arms slowly rejuvenated back into a wonderfully buff condition. Shoulders broadened until they almost went off the towel. His pecs were reinflating with muscle and might have been bigger than Kyle's pecs. The fat melted off of Clyde's body, revealing a shredded six-pack that made Kyle jealous. Maybe he should get younger again to reclaim his lost abs; at the very least, he should stop slacking at the gym. He missed having abs.
Even Clyde's legs grew until they threatened to rip the swimshorts he was wearing. However, the thing that surprised Kyle the most was the luxurious long, blond hair that grew from his balding grey head. Who knew that this old man Kyle choose randomly would have been such a hot gym rat and beach bum? Not to mention he was still older than Kyle was now. Who knows how much more muscular and attractive he would get as he gets younger? In fact, Kyle felt his shorts getting tighter as he watched the old man slowly growing younger and hotter. There was no way that this man would react negatively to this when he wakes up.
Speaking of which, when Clyde reached his mid-thirties was when he finally awoke to the changes that were happening to him. Once that happened, Kyle quickly stopped the stopwatch, which had stopped at age 33, to then watched the now young man's reaction.
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Clyde awoke from the feeling that something was off with his body. He had been tossing and turning in his sleep, trying to get comfortable. However, whenever Cylde found a comfortable position the next minute, it suddenly wasn't. When the formally older man opened his eyes, he was shocked to find two giant pecs blocking his view. Seeing this caused Clyde to sit up with a jolt and proceed to examine his body.
He remembered this body. These arms that he worked so hard at the gym to build up. Clyde remembered these pecs and how he loved to have others squeeze them. These abs which had used to turn heads before, whenever he took off his shirt. His legs that were now back to tree trunk size from surfing for many years. Even the surfer's hair was back to its long, blond and glorious state. Clyde had to touch his face to confirm his suspicions, and feeling the taut skin with minimal wrinkles proved it. He was young again!
"Am I still dreaming?" Clyde asked himself while flexed his muscles. He watched in awe as they bulged to familiar peaks. "Well, if this is a dream. I might as well enjoy this."
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Kyle smiled as he watched his target become so happy at becoming young again. Though, he did notice that Clyde's swimshorts didn't change along with the rest of his body and now awkwardly fitted Clyde's new shape. It was unlike Kyle's clothes which morphed to fit his new age and form better. The thirty-two-year-old was beginning to understand how the stopwatch works a bit better. The button with the globe must have changed reality if pressed. That'll be useful to keep in mind.
Now, then what was he going to do now? Messing around with other beach goer's ages sounded like fun and could help him practice using the watch. Oh, he could also age up some of his friends to adults, although he needed to turn back into a kid so his friends could remember that they were his friends in the first place. It might be fun to use the stopwatch on his father-turned-brother. And, of course, Kyle could always just talk to the old man he just regressed.
Well, no need to rush. Kyle had all the time in the world to decide, after all.