On the drive home, Kate looked over to Doug. She couldn't help but notice how handsome he looked in his newly-bought jacket. "I've got to say, Doug, that jacket sure fits you well," she commented.
"Hmm? Oh, you think so?" Doug replied, but his voice sounded a little off. Kate couldn't quite lay a finger on it, but it sounded a bit... deeper, maybe? She looked over to him, concern showing in her face.
"Are you feeling alright? You sound like you may be catching a cold." This took Doug a little off-guard. He looked confused for a moment, but then he thought about what happened at that lady's shop. Is the jacket doing something to him? Before he could think any further, Kate interrupted his train of thought. "Doug?" He startled for a second, completely forgetting about what he was just thinking. He then remembered her question.
"Oh, right. Now that you mention it, I have been feeling a little under the weather recently."
"In that case, once we get home, you should probably get some rest," Kate suggested.
"No, really, it's fine," Doug said, thinking about how he had been leeching off of her for the past week. He wanted to feel like he was helpful, not like he was a burden.
"Doug, please," she insisted. He turned to her, about to refuse, and then he looked into her eyes. They had that kind of "puppy-dog look" to them--the kind that you just can't resist. He let out a sigh.
"Okay, fine." Kate's face lit up at this.
"Good. I hope you feel better soon," she said in an almost motherly tone. They pulled into the driveway, and Doug went straight to his bedroom and flopped on the bed. Neither of them had noticed, but during the ride, Doug's body had changed even more. His arms and legs were a little larger now, more muscular, and his abs and pecs were beginning to show on his chest. His jawline had become slightly sharper and his nose more angular. His adam's apple was becoming more prominent, making his voice deepen. His face had started to grow facial hair, and it was beginning to darken, giving a nice outline to his new features. On top of all that, his light brown hair was becoming less unkempt and more orderly, similar to that of a soldier's. Overall, his body was becoming more masculine, and there was still room for improvement. Unaware of these changes, Doug drifted blissfully to sleep.