Magda muttered angrily to no one in general. She had meant to prove
that the boys thought too much about sports. The clothing she had
given them to try on was enchanted to lock on to their primary thought
pattern and morph them into their "Predominant Desire."
Mike was really into water polo. Not only was he on the school's
water polo team, but he was involved in a private water polo club too.
Now he was a water polo ball. Stu's sports obsession had been
basketball, and now that was his shape. Tom should've become the
sport he was most passionate about, but he hadn't put on the blue
spandex.
Jake was a different sort of guy from the jock sports fans. He worked
at a men's clothing store because he liked fashion and he liked guys.
Through the one way glass in the dressing room mirrors Jake could
steal intimate glances - heck he could ogle fine looking young men in
various states of undress. As he pedaled home, he stole glances at
every guy he passed. He was obsessed with men, and the spandex sought
to transform him into his ideal vision of a man. As he pedaled, Jake
was surprised to find that it seemed to be getting easier the longer
he pedaled. He didn't notice that he had grown five inches over the
last 3 miles or that his breathing had slowed as his chest had doubled
in size. His slightly receding jaw line stopped receding and thrust
outward into a bold squared jaw. Even his limp stringy hair gained
body. It was dark still, but now it had a wave, and the cutest curl
hung down on his forehead.