Tom was new to the school, and ended up being in the same classroom that loves changing people as John. He was a freshman, like most of his class, but he was really quiet and followed rules all the time, and didn't really fit in with his rowdy classmates. Tom didn't like being new, and his shyness didn't help. He wished that he knew someone here, that he had friends. He was also a pretty big guy.
One of the kids named Mason turned to Tom. Mason was really muscular and big for his age.
"Hey dude, look at her." he said as he pointed to a girl across the room
"Wow, she's stunning." replied Tom, "Do you think she'll go for a guy like me?" Tom burped as he started to get bigger and more muscular.
"Haha, sweet bro." replied Mason to the burp. "I dunno, maybe, you are pretty built."
Tom laughed as he flexed a bicep, knowledge escaping his mind as he did this. "Yeah, girls dig me if you know what I mean."
"Well chicks are pretty easy to pick up when you work out like you do." replied Mason.
Tom scratched his head as it faded out to a buzzcut. Tom's face started to look brutish. "Yeah bro, I can't count how many chicks I've been through."
Tom started to grow hair on his arms and legs, and grow a little goatee on his chin. Soon he forgot about being a new kid. To Tom and everyone else he was there all his life, best buds with Mason. The two were thick as thieves. They talked about chicks and their favorite sports to pass the time.