Andy and Peter drove to the gym to work out their hard bodies. Every now and then, Andy would glance at someone walking along the street. Unknown to anyone around, that someone would become stronger and more muscular. The longer Andy looked at them, the hornier and gayer they'd get. This would occur every ten miles on the drive to the gym.
Stopping at a red light, Andy glanced over into the cop car beside him and stared at the two fat cops in their fifties. As he looked at them, their body-fat turned into muscle. Their hair began to grow back in as the years melted away. Pecs pushed out obscenely against the officers' uniforms. Andy licked his lips as he noticed the thick cocks that began to throb and snake down the cops' legs. The two partners looked at each other for a moment before kissing each other. When the light turned green, the officers were now super gay, super muscular strippers in their twenties in cop uniforms, heading to their next party.
When they got to the gym, Andy and Peter got out and began heading inside, holding hands. They passed by a girl with really short hair. She turned back to look at Andy and realized that this muscular guy was the same asshole who had insulted her gay friend at the bar last night. She grinned, seeing the work of her magic.
She stopped smiling when a seventeen-year-old boy drove past the pair, yelling, "Get a room you faggots!" out the window. The two guys were unphased by the boy's insult, but the girl was angered by it. Watching the boy drive away, she silently dealt the same curse Andy was given onto the boy. She smiled when she felt the wind pick up speed and her magic fly out to the boy. She could only wonder where that boy was off to.