"You've got the hair, nerd-boy but even a good haircut isn't enough.
You need a buff body, maybe a nice six pack and 17 inch guns."
Simon felt hands all over his body. It was humiliating. He just wanted
to be left alone. Comic books, video games, those were all he needed.
Man these guys were rough."
"Now we've made some headway."
simon looked in the mirror. He didn't even recognize himself. No more
pudgy soft dweeb. He say a hard body with no more belly, just a tight.
What was he getting into? What would his friends think? They would
never accept him looking like this.
"Change me back." he pleaded but in the back of his mind he kept
thinking. "Maybe this isn't so bad."