Mark was not too happy as he climbed out of his best friends car and cringed as Andy told him "No shirts today, that's the rule when you are on the beach. If anyone gives you shit, let me know and I will take care of them!" Andy said with a wink.
Mark slowly peeled his extra large shirt off and threw it into the car, looking down unhappily at his hair covered chubby chest and stomach. Andy had been his best friend since they were kids, even while puberty gave Andy a bod good enough to become wrestling captain, while he blew up and got hairy, topping out at 5'7" and 200 lbs. Most guys would have found new friends, but for some reason Andy had always been a constant.
Andy ran off down toward the water, with Mark slowly trudging along behind, stopping to look at the new statue he hadn't seen before. The body reminded him a lot of Andy, whom he seemed to have lost while looking at the statue. Leaning against it as he scanned the beach he felt a slight tingle, not noticing as his chubby, hairy pecs began to tighten and pull up slightly, his half dollar size nipples perking up and pushing out. Even though he wasn't moving his stomach fat jiggled on its on as some of the fat melted into heavier muscle, pure gut melting back into a still thick, but harder muscled gut. Mark cracked his neck as he continued to look along the beach, his back and shoulders tightening some, chubby arms thinning down to muscle, the slightest definition now showing.
Mark's 34 inch waist lost an inch, causing his swim trunks to slide down a bit, the top of his hairy ass peeking out from behind as he stopped leaning on the statue and reached down to tug them up and tighten the strings around his waist. As he did this the fat in his ass cheeks began to harden and rise, helping to hold his shorts onto his now 32 inch waist. Thighs burned as he placed his hand on the statues leg for balance, another tingle shooting through him, his quads hardening, thighs separating and no longer rubbing against each other. Mark's cankles began to be no more as his ankles thinned of fat, calf muscles pulling higher and tighter on his legs.
Mark finally noticed where Andy had run off to, and started walking, his second touch of the statue still working its way up his body, ass getting a little more bubbled, stomach thinning more, faint outline of 4 abdominal muscles under his hairy muscle gut, his chest becoming more what you could call pecs and no longer able to consider man boobs. Thighs no longer rubbing and a better over all feeling in his body, Mark's steps were quicker, with less fat to jiggle to slow him down, catching up to Andy in no time.
"Took you long enough! Woah, since when have you been hitting the gym? Now I see what you've been hiding under that big shirt!"
Mark just looked at Andy like he was joking, casually looking down and seeing his new chest and stomach for himself, eyes growing large, wondering what miracle had happened to him.