Alex groomed himself for school. It was three days since he’d last met with Ty, mainly due to class work. They’d seen one another often enough, and Alex was always happy to chat with Ty, but neither one was inclined to talk about the changes Alex was going under – there was always time for that over the weekend.
In the meantime Alex had tried out for the wrestling team at school, his new bulk coming in very handy. He’d kept up with lifting weights, though the work never interfered with the sheath of fat that covered him. Instead it seemed to work harmoniously with his new body, making him bulky, but well formed. He was planning to enter the junior body-building contest tournament that was being held in June. Ever since he’d seen how much Mr. Torsor and the others at the gym had raised for charity, he’d wanted to do the same. He’d also gotten a strange new fascination with cigars. It wasn’t healthy, he knew, but still, they looked – sexy – somehow.
He was happy to see his goatee coming in, becoming fuller. There was nothing he liked better than to rub through the growth with a hand, savoring the feeling of it. His body was changing more too, just yesterday he was talking with Ty and he realized their eyes were much closer to being on level with one another. The fact that some of his old blue jeans were starting to ride up his ankles confirmed his suspicions that he was growing.
His parents couldn’t have been happier, however. They seemed to think it was a normal growth. Alex was more than happy to let them think that.
Finally the weekend came and with it another visit to Ty.
“Man, I don’t know how to thank you for helping me!” he said, hugging his friend. Ty had changed a bit too, he was a bit softer and rounder, but it felt good on him somehow.
“No problem, I know this is a dream of yours.” Not to mention one of mine. “What would you like to try next big guy?”