Greg looked down and saw a package any grown man would envy: a dick 6” long and 4” thick, and balls the size of chicken eggs. Unable to resist the temptation, he grabbed at his quickly erecting dick, and soon, there was a mess all over the bathroom.
Regaining control, Greg quickly scrambled to clean up. Then his mother knocked on the door.
“Greg, I know what you’re doing in there! Hurry up, or you’ll be late!”
“Ok!” Greg yelled back, suddenly realizing how much deeper his voice was.
Upon returning to his room, Greg saw that more had changed than his body. He took in the dumbbell set on the floor, the trophies on the shelves, the more stylish clothes in his dresser. Examining the trophies, they were for junior football (MVP), junior baseball (also MVP), even junior physique competitions. He saw a modeling headshot of his new self running a hand through his hair, gazing seriously at the camera.
He suddenly got an alert from his phone calendar: football game tonight. Greg saw the red football jersey with gold lettering laid out on his bed. He quickly put on some slim-fit jeans and a black tank top, slipped on the jersey, and headed downstairs.
Greg ate a quick breakfast as his mom reminded him of a modeling gig he had the next day.
“But for now, focus on your game tonight. Your dad and I will be there. Good luck!”
Greg was worried. He was supposed to be some kind of sports star, but what if he made a fool of himself?