Kyle was, unlike what his name might indicate, what some might call a nerd. He was into sci fi, anime, and cared a lot about school. He
had no sports that he liked or played. He also was a bit shy, often getting bullied into doing homework for everyone who asked. He was
about 16. He had a little brother who was a soccer player so it's obvious they didn't get along. Although that was a little detail as Kyle
barley noticed his brother.
Kyle's parents were total ex surfers and gave him that name which was so common among cool kids. Turns out Kyle didn't develop that
persona. Kyle didn't hate his name but wasn't crazy about it either. No one at school used Kyle except his friends. All the cool kids said the
name didn't suit him. They mostly called him a loser. Still Kyle had a small circle of friends with similar interests.
The house next door to Kyle had been empty for years. The guy who used to live there got busted in a huge drug bust that Kyle didn't
really understand because he was too young at the time. The home finally got purchased by a single father with a skater son about Kyle's
age. He was tan and had lean muscles and shoulder length blond hair usually under a beanie cap or a backwards baseball cap. He
usually sagged his pants slightly exposing his boxers.
Kyle didn't bother to meet the new guy, he wasn't the type he associated with but he would wave or have casual conversations with him
over the fence every once in a while. He didn't want to be rude to the kid. If the guy tried to start a conversation Kyle would with him but
only a light conversation about school or work or sometimes even the weather.
He found out the guys name was Dylan. Dylan was a easy going guy and although Kyle wouldn't call them friends, he didn't hate the guy.
Dylan seemed generally nice to Kyle during their occasional conversation, and he didn't go out of his way to pick on Kyle either. Probably
the worst thing about Dylan was that he cursed a lot and was generally dumb.
"Hey sucky weather right?" Dylan asked as Kyle was taking out the garbage across the fence.
"Yeah just a little rain though" Kyle said.
" yeah but this fuckin rain ruined my plans for today, can't skate good in heavy ass rain!" Dylan complained.
"Oh well always tomorrow right?" Kyle asked.
"True" then Kyle went inside and the conversation ended. That's basically how most of their small talk went. Kyle seeming very
uninterested and Dylan thinking he would sound cooler the more cursing he used.
Still Kyle couldn't have guessed what Dylan had in mind for him. Dylan had decided to give Kyle a beaded necklace like the kind he had.
" uh thanks?" Kyle said unsure he would ever use the gift.
" it's for bein' chill with me dude, first guy I met and that kinda shit" Dylan explained. Kyle didn't want to be rude so he just accepted the
gift.
The next day Kyle wore the necklace so Dylan wouldn't be upset. But he started to feel weird. He felt his muscles beginning to shift and
change. He couldn't help but flex and noticed bigger biceps. He watched his pecs grow out and push against his shirt. He also felt his
stomach get stronger as he develops a 4 pack on the border of becoming a 6 pack.
His hair started to lighten to blond and grow to his shoulders. He couldn't help but take off his shirt to admire his lean chest. "What the fuck
is happening!" He yelled. He noticed he had a slightly higher voice that was more slow and dumb sounding. It made him sound relaxed
and laid back which was how he was starting to feel.
He hurried over to Dylan's house for an explanation. "What the hell is happening!"
"Don't you like it dude? Just making you more chill" Dylan said.
"How is this even happening?"
"Don't know" Dylan said with a shrug. "Got it from some magic store I didn't know if it was actually gonna work or not"
Dylan flexed and Kyle couldn't help but flex too. His shoes morphed into DC skate sneakers and his pants turned into cargo pants that
became baggy and sagged showing his boxers. A watch appeared on his left wrist and a bracelet of some kind appeared on his right wrist.
He just shrugged starting not to care anymore. He felt his dick get slightly longer and thicker and he gave a grin at that. Kyle started
thinking about the girls he could get now.
Kyle felt his mind starting to get slower and dumber. A voice that sounded a lot like his new voice was trying to persuade him into giving in
and becoming a skater. That voice was getting strong and louder. The other was his old nerdy voice trying to yell back and fight the
change. That voice was getting weaker and fainter.
Kyle was trying to fight as his feet and shoes get bigger to about size 11. His hands got bigger too. He was trying to stay in control but
suddenly Dylan's life style of being relaxed and slacking off was starting to sound sooo good. Kyle felt his name was a skater name right
from the start. Just hanging out with Dylan made him want it more.
Finally he gave in. "Dude we gotta get me a fuckin board!" Kyle said in his new voice.
"Fuck yeah!" Dylan said happy to have a new buddy.