"Rodeo Cowboy" Something about that job just popped to him. Dan's riding experience consisted of visiting a pony farm on a class trip back in Elementary school. Riding a bull seemed out of the question for him! Still... Steve had said that no experience was of need. What was the worst that could happen?
"Fine choice! Expect a call at any time." Dan was a little more than mildly surprised at how casual Steve had treated the event. Surely there had to be more?
But that was that, they parted ways after a quick goodbye and soon carried on with the rest of day. Today, Steve had to do a little shopping t the local grocery store. The earlier events of the day soon began to slip further into his mind as he began to become preoccupied with the simple, daily matters life had to offer. He soon found himself back at home in time for dinner.
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"Ring! Ring!" Steve had just finished putting a pot of spaghetti on the stove when his phone began to ring. Maybe it was a new job offer! He would love to eat something a little nicer than boxed spaghetti for a change. He quickly answered.
"Hello" an automated voice answered "we are calling on behalf of Rodeo Inc. on behalf of a new job. Press 1 if you wish to continue. Press 2 to end call. All option are final." He had never had a job call like that. Usually a manager called to schedule an interview. Maybe this filtered out awkward wong numbers? He pressed 1. "Your change will commence after the tone. Beep!"
Steve had no time to ponder about what it meant about change. A wave of pain rippled through his body. He caught himself on a side table, but despite leaning forward, the ground continued to grow more distant. His once slightly short frame of 5'3" was quickly becoming at least 6 foot. His arms and legs began to become too long for his clothing. Another crippling wave of pai shocked his body. This time the boy couldn't help but fall down. This already generous muscles filled out.
He was beginning to look like a gym rat now. His skinny jeans ripped to shreds that barely covered what was needed as his muscles exploded. His t-shirt split in half as his shoulders and neck broadened and torso expanded. Well defined abs and pecs quickly became the center of attention. "Whats happening!" He screamed while his once average tone voice dropped to a baritone.
He managed to crawl to a mirror before the next changes struck. His once cute, boyish face became much more masculine. The lad's chubby cheeks melted away into pure muscle. His jaw became more blockish... macho. The sandy blond hair he had known his entire life darkened before his very eyes (Which themselves where darkening from blue to a hazel brown). He moved his hand in disbelief to touch his new face, but instead of smooth skin, he was greeted with stubble. His hair retreated back into his head, forming a buzz cut while the stubble expanded into short sideburn. He always like to keep his face clean for the lady's, but it felt rather sexy to him. He continued to touch his face as his nose and mouth hardened until his once soft- skinned hands began to scratch his face.
Steve looked down. These delicate hand quickly became large and rough. hair spouted on the top and continued up his thick arms and down his body. His defined chest and and back gained a covering as it made its way down to his feet. Though he couldn't see it, he could feel a tingle a his butt and pubic hair became a jungle.
His clothing began to change. His clothing began to expand to fit the new body. The once nice denim of his jeans became a cheap, stiff fabric. Brown stains from being in the dirc began to dust it. "Ain't no reason to throw out a good pair of work jeans" He thought to himself. That wasn't right! He didn't think like that! He was too distracted to realise that his torn shirt had morphed into a plaid button up. A belt appeared on his jeans with a large buckle and the rim of his hat expanded until it was nothing less of a cowboy hat. When Steve looked down, he was mortified at what he was wearing.