Richard gags as the scent hits him in the face, coughing and hacking as he backs away. "What.. what ya doin' to me?" His brows knit together as he hears his voice, already tinged with a growing southern accent. His eyes roll back and he falls to the floor, unconscious as you were.
Popping the beer open you lean back to watch the show. Richard's clothes simply seem to evaporate, leaving him nude on the floor. The man might be well groomed, but hours behind a desk didn't do much for him. Scrawny with a slight potbelly, and almost hairless, you can't help but smile as the changes start in him.
His frame starts to bulk up with muscle as his skin darkens with a healthy tan. A few inches seem to add to his height. His potbelly never completely goes away, but just adds to his muscular bulk, he doesn't have the sculpted look of a bodybuilder, it's muscle earned through labor. It's enough bulk that even the slight bit of fat on him doesn't do too much to hide definition, except on his abs. His dick swells, like it's getting hard, but never seems to fully reach an erection, falling limp again after a few inches added to it.
Rich's pubes begin to thicken, spreading down his legs in a dense forest. Hair moves up his slight gut and fans across his pecs, thick enough that only his nipples really show through on his chest. His face, becoming more rough and masculine sprouts a scruff that looks more like he forgot to shave for a few days, or considering how hairy he is, one day. His neat black hair looses it's neat professional trim, becoming a shaggy mop. Slowly colors surface on his shoulder, a tattoo forming of a bird of prey of some sort. A pair of ratty old jeans and muddy boots appear in place of his old clothes, his hairy muscular torso left bare.
You notice the room around you changing, shabby furniture that doesn't seem to get cleaned very much replaces his neat decor. Gun and gay porn mags replacing books. The only thing that stays the same is his big wide-screen TV, now showing NASCAR on mute rather than the news that was on.
Rich groans, his voice coming out in a new deep bass, he looks slightly bigger than you, maybe you sprayed him with a bit too much. Rich's eyes rest on you and he breaks out with a loud guffaw. "Damn. You ges' make yerself at home. I'm thinkin' we'll git to knowing each other real well." He moves closer to you, grabbing your cock in his hands and lowering his mouth onto it.