Austin breathed heavily, more turned on than he had ever been. He unbuttoned his trousers and pulled them off, along with his socks, shoes and shirt. He laid on his back in his underpants next to John and ran his fingers along John's washboard abs... Soon he would have abs of his own. His dick grew harder still... Austin looked down at a brief, warm feeling in his boner. It felt suddenly warm again, just for a second, but Austin saw it grow about a centimetre longer. Again - and again - faster and faster -by now his dick was 8 inches long and the warm feeling intensified, like an orgasm. He felt the orgasmic feeling move down his legs. The hair started to vanish. He couldn't see how but it was soon completely smooth. His skin also bronzed as this wave of transformation moved down. He watched his feet move slowly away as his legs lengthened. Muscles grew under his skin as he gained new definition. Soon his legs looked like John's. The thought sent Austin into ecstasy. Gradually the change began to drift upwards. He watched as his pubic hair retracted into his skin. After a brief discomfort, he was left with a waxed appearance all around his penis. Then, suddenly, the tanline around his waist shot up to his shoulders. The change was getting faster. He felt his pants begin to grasp his organ tighter, as the material around his legs unravelled and vanished. He was left with pants in a speedo shape, then the fabric gradually turned stretchy and red. The speedo logo appeared. He felt a spasm run through his newly bronzed torso... again and again... gradually, a tensed sixpack began to shove its way to the surface. He ran his fingers over his new sixpack, as his spine grew slightly taller... it was real. The tan then moved down his arms. He felt the same spasming sensation as new biceps and triceps swelled out. His arms grew slightly longer and a rainbow wristband snapped around his right wrist. His hands grew more angular as he continued to caress his friend John's torso... except his memories were telling him John was his boyfriend. Was that true? The tan finally swept over his face. His jawline and cheekbones were emphasised and his braces vanished, leaving his with the whitest and sexiest of smiles. Even his haircut changed, becoming a short, spiky style. He felt new memories pushing into his mind. His name was Austin... no, Austin... no, Alex. John was his boyfriend. He was a complete speedo fag. He stood and walked up close to his boyfriend. They rubbed each other's asses as they kissed. All of Austin's dreams had come true.