Matt could see a sheen of sweat beading on Luke’s forehead. He had to admit, he felt a little faint himself. And his skin felt odd, almost…leathery.
Luke stammered, “D-do you f-feel kind of weird? L-Like, your clothes are too tight?”
“No, but my skin feels weird. Actually, everything feels kind of loose,” Matt replied.
Looking at Luke, he thought he looked bigger and taller. His face looked more chiseled and handsome, his hair more blond and wavy. Matt, meanwhile, felt like he was shrinking, collapsing in on himself.
Luke now realized that he was growing, and as he did, his clothes were straining more and more. He saw his now big, meaty hands, and used them to claw at his shirt and finally rip it open, and was astonished at what he saw.
Not only had Luke grown from 5’8” to 6’2”, but he now possessed a fantastic body. Broad shoulders, massive pecs, washboard abs, narrow waist, and thick biceps- all of which Luke never would have achieved on his own. His newly bulging legs filled out his jeans almost to bursting, and his average dick and balls had now grown to make a large bulge in his crotch.
Luke’s clothes began to change. His jeans became a little bigger and looser, giving his legs room to breathe. His shirt rewove itself into a football jersey and a V-neck shirt underneath.
With a new mind, Luke the football player looked across the room and saw a letter jacket laying where Matt had been.
“There’s my jacket; I’ve been looking everywhere for it,” the hunk said as he stooped over, picked it up, and slipped it on, walking out a third door that had appeared.