"It looks like your package finally came," Liam said. He pointed across his dorm room on Max's desk.
Max's tired demeanor instantly lifted up. After a grueling day of football practice, this was some actual good news. "Fucking sweet!" he cheered and rushed over to the box. "I can't believe it's finally here."
"Yeah?" Liam twisted his head. Max never got this excited over anything. "What'd you order?"
"Just the newest way to grow muscle," Max bragged. "Muscle Tech-X!" he lifted the bottle out of the container and showed it off.
Liam twisted his head again. "Is that it?" he set down his book, then turned to sit up on his bed. "Doesn't look like much."
"Bro. That's just cause you don't know," Max said. He was already fidgeting with the wrapper. "It's got all kinds of shit in it. Built by scientists or whatever and designed to create the ultimate alpha male!" He went silent again as he tried to pick at the plastic. It wouldn't seem to come off.
"Sounds like a scam," Liam's eyes narrowed. "Give me that." He snatched it away and then used some finger nail clippers to cut the plastic. "Here."
"Thanks," Max twisted the cap off. "But it's not a scam."
"And how do you know that?"
Max paused. "Cause! You know David Harlan?"
"No."
"You're not making this easy man," Max sneered. "He's this old football player. Didn't really make it and then he tried this shit and it turned his whole life around. Like he just got super big. And super ripped."
Liam rolled his eyes. "And you need this?"
"If I wanna make it to the big leagues. Yeah," Max said. He made it sound like that was the only obvious answer.
"Still sounds like a scam," Liam said.
"Not listening," Max flipped up his middle finger then started to down the liquid. It was thick and creamy, and was a bit hard to swallow. But Max forced himself to keep going as it ran down his esophagus and into his stomach. He let out a loud satisfied, "Ahhhh."
"Taste good?" Liam asked.
Max licked at the inside of his mouth. "Surprisingly... Yeah," he answered.
"Feel anything yet?" Liam prodded.
"It's not--" but Max was interrupted by a burp. "Oh God..." he groaned as he felt his body get a little queasy.
Liam jumped back onto his bed. "Not in the room! Not in the room! Get to the bathroom!"
Max followed the order and staggered into the bathroom as fast as he could. The world seemed to be spinning around him as his stomach gurgled at the strange liquid in his belly. He gripped it tightly. Then started rubbing it.
Meanwhile his body was already undergoing some changes of it's own. All the way down to his DNA. It broke it down, then rebuilt it. Slowly changing more and more about his body. He groaned in pain. But it was just making him stronger. Making it easier for him to build muscle and hold onto less fat. Making him taller. More handsome. He groaned again. Feeling like he wanted to throw up but being unable to.
"You feeling alright?" Liam stood in the doorway as Max sat down in front of the toilet. The only answer he received was a groan. "I'll go get you a light dinner. You hang tight. Alright?"
Max gave Liam a thumbs up.