Jake held up a pair of diamond stud earrings. Wait, why did I pick these out, he wonders. Jake had always
associated them with popular and/or cocky guys which he was not but something about them he just couldn't
resist. Jake found himself walking into the changing rooms as if under a spell and before he could change his
mind the earrings came to life and stuck themselves to his ears causing him great pain. "Ouch!" he yelped as
he felt enter him. He worried briefly if some kind of poison was coating the strange earrings but his
thoughts were interrupted by an overwhelming heat and nausea that brought the young man down to his knees. He
tried to stead himself as his bones inflamed with agony and he could hear them crack and expand. As he slowly
rose his legs lengthened, his body stretched. Every bone and joint contorted, broken and repaired a thousand
times a second as they were forcible pulled apart. The skin was stretched disproportionately at first before
also expanding. When Jake finally stood straight he was no longer an average height guy but now he was 6"1.
He marveled at his new perspective and just as he began to think this may not be so bad another wave of heat
engulfed him, this time focused on his skin. Spreading out from beneath his shoes and from his finger tips
came a wave of darkness that washed over his body, slowly spreading up and around, down into his sleeves and
into his nethers. He lifted his shirt to watch his frail and thin chest become darker, his nipples the
darkest of all and slightly larger. He now had a distinctly Portuguese complexion from his face to his toes.
"Oh fuck, what do I do? Who will recognize me now? I look so different!" Even his hair had changed and was
now a dark, rich brown of a thicker texture than before but a shorter length, a proper jock cut. Had Jake
been inclined to sports he might recognize the signature way his hair was rearranging itself, as a small
amount on top slowly lightened to a high lighted blond color, deeply contrasting the dark brown around it and
styling itself up with gel all on its own. But sadly Jake was clueless towards sports, for the moment, that
would soon have to change as well. His hands began to shake and he held them before his eyes watching them
tremble and itch, the fingers spreading out on their own accord, sticking out and stretching longer, growing
thicker. His palm cracking and expanding as his hands shifted to be in proportion to his longer body.
Expecting what was next and beginning to resign himself to the change Jake moved to remove his small skater
shoes but was too late as already the material was bulging and tearing, finally ripping brutally in the front,
as his larger toes emerged and then on the sides, utterly destroying them. Jake watched his darker feet
expand a few more sizes before settling on a large size 13. He didn't have time to ponder his lost foot wear
as his legs began to painfully ripple with muscle, the unmistakably large muscles of a pro soccer player. His
calves almost tearing as they expanded frighteningly quickly. The sinewy muscle continuing to grow and bulge
out into thick, tree trunks devoid of any fat and hard as diamond. His thighs undertook a similar change
beneath his cargos, so drastic they shredded his pants as entirely as his feet had to his shoes until Jake was
left standing in boxers, looking even more ridiculously small on the legs of a giant. His arms grew too, not
as much but sizable, he flexed them eagerly, becoming drunk with the new power of his muscles. He marveled at
how his biceps expanded into lady killing guns that even fit men would surely envy. Confidence washed away
his hesitation and soon even the pain of his change was like pleasure as he groaned and moaned, his voice
deepening and enriching to a low but soothing tone and unknown to him he was slowly developing a Portuguese
accent to his new voice. He was so enraptured by his change and he was allowing it to become him entirely.
He ripped his shirt off in a fit of pleasure and ecstasy, watching and rubbing his pecs as they bristled with
strength and pushed themselves into a mighty shelf of muscle unlike any he could ever imagine possessing. His
nipples expanded more and pointed downwards slightly, almost hanging off the iron mounds of flesh he now wore.
His stomach carved itself into an indomitable set of abs, he punched his own gut to watch how his hardened
stomach deflected it easily. The change took another turn a strange feeling swept Jake as he began to age 10
years in mere minutes, time and transformation bestowing their gifts as his thin treasure trail blossomed and
darkened across his tan chest, the hairs becoming dense, black and curling as befitting his new age and
ethnicity. They spread into his boxers as he pulled them off to watch his darker dick grow and grow, he
stroked it eagerly as it expanded to full mast, now 8 thick inches with low hanging balls wreathed in dark
curly hairs. A dark forest enveloped his arms in legs as stubble fell across his face like a slowly spreading
shadow. His face itself aged beneath it and sharpened to a visage of unimaginable masculinity and charm, his
smile now dripping cockiness from white teeth and jaw hard and powerful. His nose broadened and ears shrank.
His bros furrowed and thickened. His eyes burned with a dark passion almost startling himself as he gazed
into his reflection, memorized. His gaze seemed to bore into him as if his reflection was another man
entirely trying to force himself upon Jake. He fought briefly and pitifully against the onslaught of new
memories and talents that soaked into his mind, in accepting the pleasure Jake had already sacrificed his
self. He was a football star, born and breed for the game. A deep seated aggression from being raised in an
atmosphere where football was life took hold. Football is life, his mantra. He cared deeply for his club,
Real Madrid and found himself overcome by a new sense of brotherhood with the men he played with and against.
A new love for a game others couldn't understand, an intensity that utterly obliterated Jake. As the new
Cristiano Ronaldo rose and shook his head, he pulled on some new clothes including a much larger pair of
shorts to better reveal his legs and leave his new bulge undisguised and a skin tight polo with his nipples
clearly etched into the fabric, ready to slice through at any moment. He smiled at his reflection, testing a
few poses before leaving the changing room a new man. He waved at the shop clerk as he left, thanking him
deeply for this irreplaceable gift before heading out on a quest for a new model to date and keep him
entertained between games.