Greg’s eyes fluttered open. What a weird dream he’d had. He rolled over, feeling the smooth, silky sheets around him. But, hearing the alarm, he reluctantly slipped out of bed.
He hardly noticed any difference in his surroundings as he entered the bathroom. But as he splashed water on his face and looked in the mirror, he stumbled back in shock, hitting the wall and falling.
The boy in the mirror wasn’t Greg’s reflection. This boy was significantly taller, probably around 5’8” compared to his 5’0”. His hair was golden blond unlike Greg’s plain brown, his skin perfectly tanned. He had light peach fuzz all over his attractive face and small bushes under his pits, as well as a larger Adam’s apple.
This boy was also quite muscular, even though he appeared to be in his early teens like Greg. Although lean, his pecs and abs stood out in clear relief against his torso, and his arms and legs had some thickness to them as well.
Greg approached the mirror, and the boy moved too. He waved, so did the boy. He grabbed at his chest, and as the boy followed suit, Greg felt hard pecs there.