Jeff decided immediately to pick the skater clothes. He had always found skaters hot, and couldn't think of a better choice. The machine made a bright flash, and when he looked again there was a pile on the floor in front of it.
Jeff slipped out of his clothes and picked up the pair of West49 boxers, pulling them on, loving the feel of the material against his already erect cock. It felt so good just to be wearing the -clothes- of a skater, he could barely wait to see what it -felt- like!
Quickly he pulled on the tan cargo shorts, tight green Element t-shirt, and the black Hawk hoody and tan vans. Jeff relished in the feel of these clothes, and could even smell the subtle smell of who he was to become, which turned him on even more.
As he breathed deeply of the hot skater scent, Jeff became aware of the change.
It started at his feet, he felt them grow to match the vans exactly, and he felt them strengthen because of his years of skating. He felt his calves start to ache, and with a tightening feeling, Jeff watched them inflate as they gained the muscles needed for him to be the ideal skater. He then watched as his smooth legs grew a light covering of blond hair.
Jeff felt the transformation moving up his legs, and moaned as he felt his cock lengthen, while his ass tightened. He loved the feeling of his new skater body, and wanted more.
Jeff was not disappointed, as he stepped in front of his full length mirror, admiring himself. He felt his stomach rippling as he watched while he formed a six-pack and defined pecs. He ran his hands over his new torso and shivered as a lime green barbell appeared and pierced it's way through his right nipple. Damn this feels good, Jeff thought.
When Jeff opened his eyes again he looked down to see different hands and forearms, ones with several scars and cuts from his years of skating. He thought his hands looked strong, confident, and he wasn't long in putting them to use on his newly discovered package.
Jeff had a sudden pain in his face and neck - it felt like he had been hit with a block of cement! But when he looked in the mirror he saw the handsome face of a young blond skater dude.
"Man, I look good."
Enjoying his new body, Jeff was suddenly overcome by a surge of new ideas. It felt like a wave rising up out of his body. He remembered all the times he had skated, and all the tricks that he had done - his muscles twitching as they assimilated the information. He had always been this carefree skater, as long as he remembered. "Wait," thought Jeff, "I was Jeff." But all his resistance was washed away by the flood of his skater life. He felt his skater body's hormones and cells changing the way his brain was working - his thinking.
"Dude, this is awesome." he said to his reflection, feeling his intelligence fade, and not caring. In fact, he was enjoying this - it just felt so -right-. Jeff knew he had always been a skater, and loved it, as he picked up his skateboard and headed out for another day of riding.
It felt so right, and the new skater Jeff knew there was nothing else he'd ever want to do.