'Movie star...' The words just clung to my mind as I thought about Ethan looking as good as one of those guys on the big screen. It was just like he said, every guy wants to be him, while every girl wants to be with them. My leg started kicking as I thought about it more. "Calm down..." I told myself. "Just breath..."
Looking at the notebook, so many possibilities were there. But now I had a definite one. 'Ethan Montgomery looks like he could be a stunt double for Thor. Even before seeing the movies, he'd been working out. But afterwards, he had a clear goal that he was striving for. His body naturally grew to be more and more like the actor's. At a quick glance most people think he is.' I felt a giddiness run through me as I thought about it more. It was quickly replaced by worry. 'What if he doesn't like me..?' I thought about a handsome guy like that could literally be with anyone. He would have people flocking to him all the time. I quickly added, 'He sees me as a great friend that he likes being around.'
The fear left me and excitement took back over as I watched Ethan walk back with our two lunches. With each step on Ethan's way back, he was starting to change. Inch by inch he grew taller. His average height quickly stretched passed 6' and then kept going all the way up to 6'4". The tennis shoes he was wearing dissolved into nothing more than flip flops. Loud 'thwacks' followed his footsteps as the flip flops smacked against his feet and the ground. His feet had grown far larger than his normal size nines and looked to be far closer to 14's. Suddenly I couldn't remember too many times where he wore anything but that, except for working out or going to some kind of party.
Muscle was rapidly adding onto the rest of his body. His thin legs bulked up with an unbelievable amount of muscle. The thin lanky legs bulged wide, then thin around the knee and then back out as thick diamond shaped calved filled the bottom of his legs. The khaki shorts he was wearing turned black with a red stripe running down each of the sides. It was obvious that he'd done tons of squats as his quads still pressed a bit against the much looser style fabric. And I couldn't help but notice that firm, round ass sticking far out from his backside.
I didn't even notice as the sleeves of his shirt disappeared. Ethan's shoulders had grown wide and round. Each one would have filled whatever shirt he had been wearing completely and probably torn it apart. If not his shoulder, definitely his arm. They had over doubled in size with a massive amount of muscle that was sculpted to godly perfection. Each muscle seemed to bulge and mold to perfect human form with nearly no fat on top of it. Yet somehow it still looked absolutely massive. Maybe it was just because of how wide his shoulders looked to his waist. Barely an ounce of fat covered any part of him.
"Food's here," Ethan said. The depth and strength in his voice sent a shutter through my spine. I was barely even reacting as I looked at his handsome face. Little bits and pieces changed, sculpted into something far more handsome than he had been before. His jawline straightened out as just a bit of a golden beard covered his chin and right under his nose. The same was true of his hair. It burned bright gold as it dripped down, resting perfectly on his shoulders. He absentmindedly tied it up into a pony tail as he began eating. "What?" he asked.
My jaw must have been closer to the floor than I thought it was. But I couldn't stop staring. He was just so handsome. "No-nothing," I stammered out, trying to focus on anything other than the god sitting in front of me.
Ethan let out a huff as a smile covered his face. "C'mon man. You gotta get used to this if we're going to stay friends. I can't have you freaking out every time you see me." There was levity in his voice as he spoke. Then he grabbed the notebook and pointed it towards me. "Or writing your fantasies. Especially when I'm around. Okay?"
"O-okay," I stammered, grabbing the notebook back. My eyes lowered. I couldn't look at him without my mind going to dirty places. But then I noticed the sleeveless shirt he was wearing had Thor wielding his massive hammer. I blushed even more as I tried to ignore just how much I'd changed about Ethan. Yet, the desire to change even more flowed through me. I held my pencil tightly as I thought what to write next.