"I wish that I was more muscular, like those guys from before."
As soon as the words left his mouth, Ryan began feeling a tingling sensation all over his body. Slowly, he saw as his shirt started tightening over his chest, revealing his newly forming pecs and abs. Ryan ran over to his standing mirror to watch the rest of the transformation play out. He watched in awe as he saw his thighs starting to balloon in his short, his calves gaining definition as he stretched and flexed them to test out the new strength.
Looking at his arms, he saw the massive pythons that now extended out from his straining sleeves. He went to flex them, but as he did, he heard a tearing noise as the sleeves split down the seam. Ryan ran his hand over his football sized bicep and admired how tough and hard it was. Flexing as hard as he could, the sleeves tore the rest of the way, now just flaps of fabric hanging off his shoulder. He never knew that having muscles this big would make him feel so powerful.
Soon, he was distracted by an itchiness sensation in his chest, which brought his attention back to the growth there. His pecs had gotten so big, he could probably fill out a decent sized bra at this point. Before this, Ryan was fairly skinny, so having this extra weight on his chest was a weird sensation. He went to grab at his pecs, and in squeezing them was surprised to find that they were a lot squishier than he had anticipated. As he played with them, he noticed he was starting to get slightly aroused, reminding him to mess with that appendage later. He flexed his pecs a little and felt them firm up, and in messing around, he even figure out how to bounce them like he had seen other guys with muscles this big do. He chuckled a bit as he groped himself realized he was one of those guys now.
Ryan decided he wanted to get a better look at his chest, see his new massive pecs and chiseled abs, so he tried taking off his shirt. However, at this point, the shirt he was wearing from before was practically painted onto his chest. It wasn't coming off in one piece anytime soon. Using his new strength, he grabbed at his collar and tore the t-shirt off, revealing a sight to beholden. But, Ryan noticed that something was a bit strange. He could now see what the tingling sensation from before, he had grown a fine layer of hair across his chest and abs.
Prior to this, Ryan had been a relatively smooth person with maybe a small smattering of hair in the middle of his chest and a happy trail, but this was more than anything he could have possibly grown before. He started feeling his chest up again, but now, he was focused on the sensation of the hair on his chest running underneath his hands. Looking back up to the mirror, he could see how much of a difference there was from the way he looked before. He looked so much bigger, so much manlier. In fact, upon closer inspection, he looked very much so manlier. His jaw had grown a little sharper and his eyebrows had thickened. As he was inspecting his face, he watched as a short beard starting growing in across his jaw. He looked mostly the same, but something about this and the new lines on his face threw him off a little.
He looked over to Gaz and said, "Hey, I'm not complaining, but what's the deal with all the hair?"
"Well, I just gave you what comes naturally. This is how you're supposed to look with all these muscles."
"What do you mean 'supposed to look'? I've never been able to grow any body or facial hair like this before, why now?"
"Maybe you couldn't grow any hair now, but you will be able to one day. I mean you did just get ten years older."
Ryan's jaw dropped, "What?! I didn't ask for that! I just asked for more muscles, not to age into my 30s!"
Gaz thought maybe he had gone too fast, but he could still salvage this. "I wanted to make sure the muscles came naturally like it did to those guys on the street. So, aging you up naturally seemed like the best option. Plus, you look amazing for you age, if I say so myself."
"But, I didn't ask for this. You know what, it's fine, I'll just make another wish..."