Harvey put the necklace in a drawer and left it there for several weeks. The prospect
daunted him and it was fair simpler just to forget it existed.
But then, a week later, he went into work and a co-worker gave him a curious look. She
told him that he'd been let go weeks back. She was sorry but he'd have to leave. His
parents were still away and not answering their phone. Rent was due in a week.
Back home, he found himself staring at the drawer. At first, he continued to ignore it. But
with nowhere to go he simply sat around the house. And daytime television wasn’t
distracting enough to put it out of his mind. It was another whole day before he worked up
the courage to get it out. And at first he only stood about with it on. Eventually, though, he
found himself standing before the mirror.
He took one look at his home. It was cluttered, dirty, falling apart. No job, no friends, no
family worth a damn. If he went through with this, he’d never have his life back the way it
was. But would he really miss it? He held the cube between his thumb and finger. It
glowed. He gave it the smallest of shakes.
He felt a rush of air and nearly lost his balance. The change had taken barely a second. Not
much had changed other than he had grown taller. His clothes no longer fitted him, so his
midriff and ankles were now bare. But he still had the same face, the same basic shape. He
tried again.
Another rush of air. He was now short and very fat. And on his chin was a layer of stubble
where he’d never been able to grow much hair before. His belt was choking him so he
shook the cube again, a little harder this time.
He felt a sudden tightness and almighty crack and then nothing. He gasped when he
realised he was naked. He was now a seven foot body-builder. The change had been so
sudden that his clothes had shredded and were now in tatters on the floor. The crack must
have been the elastic in his boxers snapping.
He examined his new body. His face was the same, though his hair was much shorter. His
skin was lightly tanned and his muscles nicely toned. He found he was able to jiggle his
pecs. And his cock was far bigger than he was familiar with. He could get used to this
body.
He posed for himself a few times. Then, just to get a feel for it, he began walking around
his house. He lounged naked on his sofa and curled up in his bed, just to see how it felt.
He watched television and stroked his cock gently. It sprung to attention.
Not caring that it was the middle of the day and anyone walking on the beach would be
able to see him through the window, he began to jerk off. It took him a moment to get
accustomed to the extra length and his firm grip but he managed. As if he were doing it for
the first time, he was a little over-zealous and cum spilled out over his torso far too
quickly. He didn’t mind so much, though. It was still more exciting than he’d had in a
while.
He went into the bathroom to wipe the cum of his body, finding the towel a little too small
for him. Then he considered going out, testing his new body in public. But as he walked
over to the wardrobe to get dressed, he quickly realised that all of his clothes were now far
too small to fit him.
He paused for a moment. Perhaps he could go out anyway. It wasn’t as if he was ashamed
of his body now and if anything happened, he’d have the necklace with him.
Other than that there were only three ways he could leave.
The first was to keep on changing his body until his clothes fit, in which case he’d be
pretty much the same as he started, so there was no point in that.
The second was if he changed species, because an animal could go outdoors naked
without a problem.
The third was if he shook the cube three seconds. The mother load. Completely new life.
He made up his mind.