Brandon looked at the bottom of the Pubertaway and read the printed text:
“To return to previous age, apply gel in age containment unit to box. For faster transformation inject gel via the mouth.”
Brandon smirked, “So if the machine turned dad into a kid it could turn me into a growned up!”
He ejected the age containment compartment and looked at the goo inside. He considered rubbing the gel on but thought injecting it would be bettter so the transformation was faster.
“Here goes nothing,” he said shooting the gel back.”That tasted funny.”
“Ooh, I don’t feel so good.”
Brandon began to feel dizzy as the transformation began.
Suddenly his arms, legs and torso began stretching outwards. It was like someone was simply stretching him out as his limbs remained small in size with no signs of muscle yet appearing.
It started with his feet which stretched out to a larger size and began to travel up his body. Suddenly his calves and thighs swole with muscles, doubling in size as his boxers filled in in all the right places.
Brandon’s flat stomach began tightening. One by one, ab muscles popped out of his stomach until he had an unbelievable eight pack..
Following the formation of his abs, Brandon’s chest popped out as two toned pecs emerged first like little bumps before filling out into two curved mountains of muscle.
Next, his shoulders expanded, widening his frame in unbelievable ways, then came the arms. Thick veins popped on the spaghetti arms still on the young boy. Suddenly, his arms expanded outward as his biceps turned into massive mountains of pure muscle,
As the transformation continued, Brandon’s pencilneck turned into a thick trunk and then came the change of his facial appearance. Years suddenly came flooding through as Brandon’s rounded face tightened, His jawline sharpened as his chubby cheeks tightened into sharp dimples as stumble emerged from his face. When it was finished Brandon looked like a chiseled god, with muscles bigger than those even his dad had possessed.
As the transformation ended, the dizziness stopped. Dazed by what had happened, Brandon stumbled into the bathroom.
When he looked in the mirror for the first time he was shocked to see a muscles man staring back at him. He began feeling his muscles up and then smirked as he pulled back the elastic band of his boxers to examine what was now a much larger package.
“This is awesome, I’ve got muscles!”
He began flexing mimicking the poses he had saw his dad do for years, his muscles rippling with each flex. He ran his fingers down his washboard abs, “One, two, three…” he began counting them all the way up to eight!
He continued to flex in front of the mirror until he heard a knock at the door.