Jack woke up the morning after, and sat up quickly. He looked around to see if anything was different, but nothing seemed out of the ordinary. He still had his huge muscles, everything in the bedroom looked the same, he didn’t see or hear Colt at all, though. He looked at the clock and panicked though - he was late for work! Wait… a job, that’s what it was!
Jack bolted out of bed and quickly got dressed. He tried to think about what his job was, but he drew a blank. He knew how to get there, he knew he was late, but the actual job was still fuzzy in his head. He decided to wear a polo shirt and khaki pants. After he put the clothes on, he looked in the mirror to make sure he was put together well enough and smoothed the shirt over his large pec muscles. Looking at himself, he began to get hard, but knew he didn’t have time for self pleasure as he rushed out the door to drive to whatever his new job was.