"No, no, no!" Jake cried more, now groveling at Ty's feet. "I don't wanna be a worthless, girly fatty! I worked too hard to look like I do!"
"Did. Look like you did." Ty corrected, taking joy in his suffering. "Now you know how helpless and terrified those guys felt when you bullied them. Isn't that great?"
"You're being a bully right now too!" Jake retorted, slowly - and I mean SLOOOWLY - getting up to stare down Ty. "You don't even know me!"
"Whoa, intense there, aren't we?" Ty said, backing up a bit. Even if he was mostly fat, he could easily hurt Ty with just his weight alone. "Fine, spin me your life's story about how mommy didn't buy you a new car and that made you really mad or something."
"Doctor's said it'd be impossible for me to be a real man." Jake stated.
"Wait, what?" Ty said, unable to hide his confusion.
"Yeah. I had way too low testosterone amounts for some reason, and I was a fat kid growing up. So I was like a girl with a dick, dude. I had to take medication and injections to boost my testosterone, but they said it wouldn't be enough. I felt like shit all the time, angry and jittery nonstop. Kids would always make fun of me too, even the geeks made fun of me. It took so much effort and a bunch of crazy things for me to at least look like a man. Now that I'm big, I can kick all of their asses. The joke was on them... UNTIL NOW, thanks to some super righteous with freaky powers!" Jake finished, shoving Ty so hard that he hit a locker.
"Well, what an unexpected story. That would explain why you're the biggest jerk I know. Both literally and metaphorically, that is... So um, you bully the people who bullied you now? And you basically have roid rage too thanks to the synthetic testosterone, right?" Ty asked, feeling extremely terrible about the entire situation now.
"Yeah... I'm sorry for almost beating the fuck out of you. I'm a bastard in the morning without my coffee." Jake replied, cracking an awkward smile.
"Apology accepted. I'm sorry too." Ty simply stated.
"So does that mean you'll change me back?" Jake asked, immedietly getting his answer.
He felt his body grow extremely warm. Jake was still wearing his clothes, which changed to fit his body. The fat looked like it was condensing, shaping itself to resemble Jake's original body. Well, to be correct, it was all muscle now, not fat. Jake looked down, realizing that he went from fat to muscular within the blink of an eye. The sensation in itself was amazing, but Jake thought the feeling of being his strong, ol' regular self was even more amazing.
"But wait, there's more!" Ty announced, sounding like a infomercial salesman. "Anything else you want done?"
"Just one... Could you like... Make it where I don't need to use me-"
"Wish granted."
Before Jake could finish, he felt a strange tingling sensation from his testicles. They were up and running, after being a condemned factory for the past years. They were now working overtime to produce sperm and testosterone. As the tingling occurred, he felt like they were also swelling. Which was true, since they expanded from the size of grapes to the size of plums. Jake shifted a but to accompany extra room in his boxers for his new buddies, lifting the front of his pants to get a gander at them. He must've stared at them for a good five minutes, enjoying the tingling sensation before realizing Ty was still there. He quickly shot a glance up at Ty.
"Heh, I can actually see them without bending over... This feels great! This must be what it feels like to be a REAL man." Jake said, flexing. "I don't feel so jumpy any more either. I feel... Like I, uh... I dunno how to describe it... Like I could fuck anyone I wanted to!"
"Well, I guess loads testosterone would do that. All that fake testosterone is out of your system, you now produce a decent amount of it naturally. SO ANYWAY! What next?"
"You wanna do more?" Jake asked, his face lighting up like he won the lottery.
"Sure. You just name it, I'll be your pseudo-genie for the day since I was being a jerk to you." Ty said with a smile.