Brian couldn't believe the sight that greeted him as Elliot sauntered into their shared kitchen another hour or two later.
His pal had slung on a ratty pair of boxer shorts which barely hid his impressive looking package. The rest of his insane body was completely on display, right from his thick neck to his big feet which slapped against the kitchen tiles as he swaggered across the room.
"Elliot..."
"Yeah bro"
When Elliot spoke, it was in deeper, manlier and more booming tones than ever before.
The two boys exchange conversation and Brian could immediately tell that Elliot hadn't just undergone a physical transformation. His friend was cursing lots whereas he previously had always kept his conversation very clean. He seemed more manly and aggressive in the way he behaved, even down to how he sat in his chair, sprawled out as if to show off his entire body. And he wouldn't stop calling Elliot 'bro'.
At least somewhere his unattractive personality seemed to remain in tact as Elliot still seemed very aware of his journalistic mission and why he had taken the pill in the first place. Although now according to Elliot it was all about: 'fucking those jerks over' and 'showing them who's fucking boss'. He seemed to be even more pumped up half an hour later when he returned dressed in typical jock wear the two boys had purchased to be ready for the mission. A singlet which left very little of Elliot's muscular body to the imagination, gym shorts, flip flops and a backwards facing baseball cap.
As he swaggered out of the house to start the investigation, he gave Brian a high five which almost ended up throwing his arm completely backwards.
"Don't wait up bro"