As the nice, warm feeling in his stomach grew and spread through his body, James suddenly felt very drowsy. He collapsed in the chair and slumped back, unconscious.
A few minutes later, James awoke to a seemingly distant voice growing closer and calling his name. He groaned, feeling very groggy.
“James?” This time James opened his eyes and blinked at the doctor who’d led him in. The older man smiled at him. “I believe the formula worked perfectly, but since I don’t know what your ideal body was, I’d like you to take a look in the mirror and see if you agree.”
“Ok, sure.” Hearing this deep, sexy voice come out of him, James instinctively covered his mouth with his hand.
The doctor chuckled. “Right this way, James.”
He was led to a full-length mirror, where James couldn’t see a hint of the tall, pale, skinny nerd he’d been, not even in the face. Actually he was even taller than before, standing about 6’4” compared to his prior 6’ even. His skin was nicely tanned, and his formerly coarse brown hair had become a thick, styled golden blond. His features were chiseled and very handsome, yet also clearly youthful, making him look like a young but masculine college student with his strong jaw and five o’clock shadow.
A thick neck (and larger Adam’s apple) led down to broad, sculpted shoulders, which in turn capped a magnificent torso: swollen arms with bulging biceps; huge, full, protruding pecs; eight perfect washboard abs; and a broad, muscular back. All of this sat above massive legs like Corinthian columns, as well as a large, perfectly muscled ass. Perhaps the cap was the soft dick that was still a foot long and 3 inches thick, as well as balls the size of ostrich eggs.
“Wow,” James muttered under his breath, flexing a bit. He turned to the doctor. “Yes, this was what I wanted.”