Meanwhile…
A few miles away, Kyle was driving home to his and Emily’s apartment. He smiled, thinking about how much he loved her.
They’d met nearly four years ago, as freshmen in college. In the original reality, Kyle’s new friend Rick, the redhead hunky former star quarterback, had won the right to ask Emily out. However, in this one, Kyle had lacked obstacles, and he and Emily had gotten pretty serious lately. They shared an apartment, were about to graduate, and when they got real jobs Kyle was planning to propose.
Emily had really changed Kyle in multiple ways. He used to be a bit of a dick, with a biting wit, but he’d mellowed. Before, his thoughts had all come from his penis, looking for the next great chick to bang; though not physically impressive initially, he’d always been gifted downstairs. But now he treated Emily with love and respect.
But it was more than that. When they’d started dating, Kyle had been a thin 6’2”, 150 pounds, with pale skin, bad acne, thick glasses, and slightly greasy shoulder-length dirty blond hair. He’d been embarrassed for Emily to be seen with him, since she was a raven-haired beauty standing 5’8” with an hourglass figure and DD-cup breasts.
Kyle had embarked on an intense fitness regimen. He’d worked with a trainer and started to lift weights, packing on the pounds. Within a year, he’d attained a lean, sculpted 175-pound physique, and grown so excited he’d kept going. Currently he sat at a bulkier but defined 220 pounds, and he loved being so big and muscular.
He’d changed up his look too. He’d exchanged his glasses for contacts, begun a skin treatment that eradicated his acne, gotten a haircut, and spent enough time outside to earn a tan and bleach out the remaining brown in his now-totally blond hair. Kyle had also changed up his wardrobe: no more baggy clothes; instead, he wore stuff that was more fashion-forward, tighter, and in some cases more revealing.
He finally arrived back at the apartment. But when he opened the door, he saw Emily and…