Lights flickered in front of Tommy's eyes and gradually his ceiling came into view. He felt like he just got
run over by a moving truck. Testing all his limbs to make sure everything worked he tried to piece together
what had happened. The pill case from Anthony, trying one out, feeling sick and... and turning into Anthony.
He turned his head and exhaled in relief, he was white again. He also noticed he was face up on the floor,
naked. Slowly stumbling up to one knee he rose slowly and checked the time. He had been out for several
hours.
"Why would Anthony give me pills that turned me into him? Did he, know?" Tommy had always been jealous of
Anthony, his body, his girlfriends. Anthony may not have been the bright one of the two but he seemed to get
whatever he wanted, especially when it came to girls. Though they were the same age Anthony could easily pass
himself off as older which lead to him always getting the tickets when they went to the movies, or dating the
older chicks or talking their way out of trouble. Tommy considered the possibilities, what was the harm
right? All the first pill had done was make him look like his friend for a few hours. He could take the
second, go out for a few hours and take Anthony's body for a spin. Maybe have a little fun. He went over to
where he left the pill case and pulled out the 2nd brown pill. Taking a deep breath, he swallowed the pill
and waited.
Before long Tommy was almost knocked to the ground, the heat was back. His skin boiled and his stomach
turned. The room started to spin as the dark dripped down from the tips of his fingers again, slowly
enveloping his hands as they twisted and changed into those of his friend. Anthony's hands began feeling his
body as the darkness spread over him, coaxing his arms to begin shedding the sparse blond hairs and grow more
plentiful dark ones. Forcing more muscle to the surface as they bulked up considerably, getting bigger and
bigger. The heat was unbearable but unlike the first time Tommy was actually enjoying this. He even flexed a
bit the way Anthony would, enjoying the big biceps his friend had, no, that HE had. He didn't notice that he
was acting a lot like his friend. Putting his hands to his chest he felt his pecs rise and darken, his
nipples becoming big and round and changing pigment. The dark color dripped down across his stomach as he
gained a slight 4 pack and little black hairs started poking out under his belly button and leading down to...
that place.
"God this feels... AWESOME" his voice deepening towards the end as he let out a low groan of pleasure. His
equipment swelled as it got even darker than the rest of him and was surrounded by a black bush. Tommy felt
his confidence growing and smiled a bit at his growth. He looked down at his brown feet as his legs got
thicker and coated in black hairs. By now his hair was dark brown and watched in the mirror as his face
changed into that of his friend Anthony's. Practicing in the mirror he nailed Anthony's mannerisms perfectly,
every cheeky smile was just he original. Strangely, Tommy felt a little different. His mind felt a little
emptier, as if he had lost some intelligence. He shrugged and went to his room to dress.
"Well I might as well look the part..." Instead of putting on his clothes he went for some Anthony had left
over awhile back and forgot about. He slid on some of Anthony's bigger boxers and some baggy black jeans.
Pulling on a tight white wifebeater he winked at himself in the mirror, admiring the way it emphasized his
already big pecs and his nice arms. Putting on some Air Jordan's, he completed the look. Sliding the note
and the pill case with the final pill in his pocket he headed out.