Jacopo grunted as he felt the heat flooding his body, pouring through every muscle he had. He could see his chest pushing out further than it already was, his two pecs becoming obscenely massive underneath the thick coating of dark hair. His hands and feet both grew larger, his fingers and toes becoming large and thick. He felt grateful that he wasn't wearing a shirt as he could feel his shoulders spreading further apart from each other, but the swelling of his muscles were already forcing his arms out from his sides.
His arms and legs burned with heat as the muscles grew, large veins snaking across his limbs, sometimes hard to see under the thick coating of body hair he had, but in other places painfully obvious. He felt a stirring in his cock and unzipped his pants to take a look. His already lemon sized balls were growing to huge proportions, heavy and large they hung halfway down his thighs, even as his cock grew in length from eight inches, to twelve inches and finally to fifteen inches, and it was only half erect as it was.
He could feel the bones of his face reshaping, his brow getting thicker as well as his jaw. A strong chin and broad nose made him appear like a younger version of his father's new body. Though he could tell looking down at himself that he wasn't really the burly build of his father, but he had a body to make most bodybuilders jealous. Though running his hand over his stomach he could feel the small muscle gut that was beginning to take shape. He may not be exactly the same build as his father now, but with the way his body was in a few years he would be. He looked around the living room, more pictures had changed. Some of the pictures of him were now of him in junior weight lifting competitions. Clearly he was following in his father's foot steps, not that he had any problem with that.
He went up the stairs as quick as he could, his heavy body pounding the steps as he ran. He was soon back in his room, which now had a bench and several weights and bars strewn about. He pulled up his stats on the Chronivac and stared.
Name: Jacopo Marcus DeSantos
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Race: Caucasian
--Ethnicity: 100% Italian
--Nationality: American/Italian (Duel Nationality)
Height: 6'5"
Weight: 285
Build: Burly
Occupation: College Student/Olympic Powerlifter in Training
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The occupation line spelled it out clearly enough for him. And the memories were there now. He was slotted to attend the next summer games. His parents had been so proud when they heard, they had bought him a new weight set, the one in the room in fact. Without really thinking about it he grabbed a free weight from beside the computer, working with it easily as he thought. A new habit of his that his mind simply accepted. He wondered what he should do next, or even if he should do something.