You walk into the room, and do a double take, this isn't your room
although it looks as if it is for someone your age, there is a big
double bed, with bedside tables, a desk with a brand new computer, a
big window letting light stream in, a big wardrobe, a large mirror. It
was then you noticed the little details, like the fact the room was
messy, there was a well used skate board on the floor, there were
skateboard posters and picture of a certain boy with friends. He
walked up to one of the photos and looked at the boy, he looked about
15 years old, a little younger than you, he had his hair cut in a
typical skater style which showed off his green eyes, in most of the
pictures he appeared to be wearing board shorts and vans, normally
with some kind of cool t-shirt, you notice he looks a lot like Ryan,
the school's head skater, only younger, possibly a younger brother,
you sense a group of people walking into the room behind you, you
wheel round.
It was Ryan and the rest of the skaters, one of them has a baseball
bat, you feel a thump on your head and your out cold.
Several Hours Later
You come too feeling strange, your in a unfamiliar place, as the
memories come flooding back, you try to scream, but there's some kind
of gag in your mouth, you are tied to a chair, you look down at what
your wearing, your wearing some of the clothes that kid in the photos
was wearing, but after quick inspection, your still you, you look up
suddenly as the door opens Ryan comes, in and stands in front of you,
with two of his cronies carrying a big mirror and placing it in front
of you giving a full view of yourself. Ryan dug around in his pocket
and produced a watch with MEZMER written on it, he clicks a button and
the back opens, lots of pretty colors flash across your face and you
go limp.
Ryan smiles, and removes the gag, "Whats your IQ?" he asks, you reply
"142", He says to you "Alright, I want your brain cells to reassign
themselves to your downstairs, for every 10 IQ points you will gain a
inch of penile growth, let me know when you have grown about 5
inches", you start squirming "Its... its.. com.... Its like done dude"
you say to him he then says "Alright, can you remember the boy from
the pictures you saw earlier" You nod your head eagerly, "I want your
body to change to be identical to his" suddenly you start twitching, a
smile flashes across your face it very quickly twists into a cocky
smirk, your face changes to match the boy from the picture, your brown
eyes change to a green color, your hair turns blond and grows into a
typical skaters cut showing off your eyes, a tan spreads across your
body, your biceps grow, you seem to get a little taller, you gain hard
abs and pecs, you feel a little itchy as a light treasure trail pushes
out from your chest, and blond hair sprouts on your now well muscled
legs, the clothes you had been wearing now fitted and suited you, Ryan
smiled again "Alright, your a skater you have been since Elementary
when you tried your first pair of boxers on and loved it" Suddenly
your feel a lot more comfortable with what your wearing, knowledge of
skating tricks fills your brain, and faded scars and cuts and bruises
appear on your body, Ryan smiles again and whispers "Your cocky and
confident, are you gay or hetero?" he asks, you reply "Gay", Ryan says
to you, "Not anymore your not, you love girls, your good in bed, your
a brilliant kisser, you are permanently horny, and want to have sex
with any girl you see" you feel a sudden urge to have sex swamp your
body and all the pictures of men in your head are forced out being
replaced by women, your hormones go into over drive, making your horny
all the time, "And finally your memories will change to match your new
body and personality, and your my little brother were close, really
close" a pain shoots through your head as memories of your big bro,
helping you out all the time fill your head, memories of sexual
conquests and many other things fills your head, the flood of memories
are too much for your reduced mental capacity and you pass out.