Zeke was waiting by the front entrance with Brad for Danny and Nate. Zeke wanted to see how Nate and Danny were dealing with the changes that they were going through.
Brad had already put on almost all of his thirty pounds of muscle. He kept flexing without thinking about it every time a girl would pass by. Most of the girls were not could not help but surreptitiously look. A guy with some descent muscle and the face of a teen heart throb. A few girls had come and offered Brad their numbers. What had made Zeke laugh, though, was the few times one of the openly gay guys had come and offered their numbers. When Brad had actually pocketed one of the numbers from a guy of the wrestling team, Zeke could not help but wonder if that would lead to anything.
Spotting Danny walking out with Nate, Zeke had to look closer because Danny was not dressed like he had been earlier. Danny now wore some khaki pants and a school polo shirt, like he was a young coach. When they got closer, Zeke realized that Danny even had a close cut beard on his face.
"Hey Nate." Brad called out.
"Hi guys." Nate replied. Then turning to Danny, "I'll think about it coach. Thanks for talking to me about the sports teams."
"Sure thing kid. We could use some new blood, especially on the football wrestling teams, and with your build, I think you would do well." Looking over at Brad, "Ever thought of joining one of the teams."
"Well, I have been thinking of the wrestling team." Brad replied.
"That's great buddy. They are putting me in charge of the wrestling and bodybuilding teams, so come by my office tomorrow. You too Zeke."
Taken off guard a little, by how Danny was acting like a young coach that had joined the faculty and was trying to drum up support for his teams, Zeke just nodded and watched as Danny headed back into the school building.
Quickly getting the Chronivac out, Zeke made some quick changes. First he switched Danny's age back to being a teenager, but Zeke felt Danny with all of his newly developed muscles. Looking up, Zeke spotted Danny coming out of the school wearing a tank top and jeans with his backpack over one shoulder, and most importantly, without a beard. Letting out a breath, Zeke finally gave Nate a good look.
It was immediately obvious that Nate had put on some more muscle. And with how nervous Nate was, fidgeting and constantly shifting from one foot to the other, Zeke wondered when was the last time Nate had used the restrooms.
"Guys, I've got to head home. I'll see you tomorrow." Nate finally said heading for his car.