Eric was tired of being a kid. He longed to be a grown-up, to have the freedom and independence that came with it. His birthday was just around the corner, and he had a special wish in mind. On the eve of his birthday, he closed his eyes and made the wish with all his might.
The next morning, as the sun's first rays peeked through his bedroom window, Eric groggily got out of bed. He felt different, as if something had changed overnight. The world around him seemed larger, and his limbs felt oddly heavy.
Yawning, he shuffled his way to the bathroom, rubbing his eyes. When he finally looked in the mirror, he froze in shock. Staring back at him was not his own face, but the chiseled, muscular reflection of his bodybuilder dad.
Eric couldn't believe his eyes as it wasn’t his small reflection looking back but rather his dads towering physique. He stood in front of the bathroom mirror, flexing his newfound muscles, admiring every inch of his sculpted physique. He counted each of his abs, savoring the surreal feeling of power and strength that coursed through him.
"Wow, this is awesome!" he exclaimed, his voice deeper and more resonant than he'd ever heard it before. Eric continued to flex and pose, mimicking the bodybuilder dad he had swapped bodies with. His biceps bulged, and his chest puffed out proudly. He could hardly contain his excitement.
With each flex, Eric reveled in the sensation of his hard, defined muscles. He ran his hands down his chest, tracing the contours of his new body. He was in awe of the transformation that had taken place overnight.
Turning sideways, he marveled at the way his broad shoulders tapered down to his trim waist. He flexed his legs, feeling the power in his thighs and calves. It was like he had stepped into a dream, and he was determined to make the most of it.
Eric couldn't resist the urge to show off for himself in the mirror. He struck various bodybuilding poses, flexing his arms and chest, and then checking out his back muscles. It was a surreal experience, as if he had become the superhero of his own story.
He even tried a few bodybuilder grunts and growls for added effect, relishing in the deep resonance of his voice. This newfound masculinity was intoxicating, and he couldn't help but hype himself up further.
But just as he was lost in his own reverie, he heard a sudden knock at the bathroom door. The sound startled him, and he quickly turned to face the entrance. His heart raced, and for a moment, he hesitated, wondering who could be on the other side.