After spending another ten minutes or so flexing, Jack decided he needed to finally get some food in him. He looked through his fridge and settled on making a ham, bacon, & cheese omelette. He let his stomach tell him what to do and used 10 eggs for the omelette, and ended up using about a half pound of ham and bacon. After eating, he still felt hungry. “Wonder what the guy whose muscles these were did about this.” He wondered to himself.
Instead of eating even more food, Jack went to take a shower. As the water rushed over his muscles, he lathered himself up, and in the process of washing, ended up massaging his pecs and leg muscles, which he noticed was turning him on. "Holy shit…” He said to himself as he continued massaging himself, feeling his big muscular pecs in his now large hands and flexing his stomach, feeling each individual muscle. He came pretty quickly afterwards, smiling to himself. “I’m… actually pretty hot!” He glanced down, still only seeing his pecs and smiled, knowing what was underneath.
After cleaning himself off in the shower and one last glance in the mirror, he went to go get dressed for work. After all, as far as he knew life as normal still happened. He started to run into a problem, though, none of his clothes fit him! More specifically, all of his shirts were too tight in the chest, and he couldn’t get any of his pants up past his quads. After going through almost his whole closet, he found one of his T-shirts with a Playstation logo barely fit, and even then it completely wrapped around his pecs, and if he lifted his arms, his stomach would be on display for everyone. He also ended up wearing some white athletic shorts he bought a few months ago for when he decided (and didn’t continue) to work out more. Even his athletic shorts were too tight and he couldn’t fit his phone on his pocket without feeling like his phone would bend around his muscle. “Guess I’ll get to use these more now… and I’ll have to go clothes shopping after work.”
He looked in the mirror one more time, feeling both excited about actually being the muscular man he saw, but knowing that a lot of eyes will be on him at work. “I’ll have to try to lay low today.” He headed out the door, and got in his car that now felt a little too small, and drove to work.