Elliot had slept soundly but with wild and disturbed dreams full of bright lights and loud noises. Then suddenly, he woke with a start and could tell it was morning as light filtered into his room through a crack in the curtain.
Elliot immediately felt different. Even without looking he could tell he was heavier and physically stronger. Maybe it was the way he sunk into his bed a little lower or just the physical sensation of the vastly increased amount of brawn across his entire body. When he reached his arm up to take a closer look he was momentarily stunned at the sight of the big beefy limb that he now had control of. He then stared at his meaty hand, subconsciously clenching it as he started to come to terms with the changes. As he partially pulled off his covers, he was greeted with the sight of a toned and muscular eight pack stomach and, a little lower, a long thick penis nestling between two burly thighs.
For the first time that morning, Elliot grinned. Maybe it was the thought of all his extra muscle or just the increased amount of testosterone pumping through his body but he was feeling more intensely horny than ever before. With another grin, he took his dick in one hand and got to work.