…jocks. The three Lawrence bumped into were upperclassmen, all taller, older, and definitely more muscular than the slightly chubby, 5’6” sophomore hall monitor. All of them were wearing football jerseys and either cargo shorts or jeans. They looked at him with a total lack of respect, then returned to chatting and checking their phones, laughing at whatever they saw.
Lawrence didn’t like having to actually act like a hall monitor, but he reluctantly said, “Sorry, but I don’t see a hall pass, so you’re going to have to go back to class.”
As he said that, the ring on his finger glowed slightly, and Lawrence was surprised to see the jocks’ faces go slack, their eyes dull and empty. He was a little freaked out, waving in front of them but to no avail.
Then he felt a sudden cramping feeling all over his body. He hunched over, crying out in pain as his spine popped and lengthened, pulling him to new heights (finally reaching 6’4”). Lawrence didn’t see the tan spreading through his skin, the darkening of his hair to pure black, the whitening of his straight teeth or the electric blue overtaking his previously brown eyes. He didn’t notice his face becoming more chiseled. He did, however, feel the discomfort caused by rapid growth in all of his muscles. Combined with a drop in body fat, his physique went from a skinny-fat 140 to a ripped 200. His shirt struggled to contain his barrel chest, meaty arms, and washboard stomach. A prominent bulge made itself known in his pants, while his ass filled out into a muscular, round shape.
Quickly, Lawrence’s clothes morphed to fit this new body. His khakis lengthened and turned into skinny jeans, highlighting his big package and bubble butt, as well as the thick muscles in his legs. His shirt tore in two, one piece becoming a tight white wifebeater, the other a maroon football jersey emblazoned with the number 4. His loafers turned into sneakers to fit newly large feet. Finally, the hall monitor’s sash shrank and thinned out, turning into a small gold cross that hung around his neck.
Lawrence was wiped away, replaced by Liam, the senior quarterback. Everything unfroze, the jocks recognizing one of their own and returning to their conversation.