standing under the Simon did not realize how close Jeff had gotten until he heard someone slip on the tiled floor. Not even bothering to cover his naked body, Simon walked across the room and helped Jeff stand, as the shower was older and did not have individual stalls.
Getting Jeff on his feet, Simon asked, “You okay, bro?”
“Yeah, I’m fine. I was just looking for my friend Simon.” Jeff replied not recognizing the person who stood before him.
Seeing that he was making Jeff uncomfortable standing only in his birthday suit, Simon walked over to where he had dropped the jockstrap and pulled it on. It was only after pulling the jockstrap into place that Simon noticed how much more muscular his thighs now were. Running over to the mirrors, Simon looked at his new reflection and yelled in his deep baritone, “Shit!”
Simon barely recognized himself. Where once had been a geeky, baby faced young man barely over five feet, now stood a man at least five inches over six feet with stubble that could easily grow into a full beard. With broad shoulders, eight pack abdominals, square cut pectorals, tree trunk legs, and arms that were twice as thick as his legs had once been, Simon was the image of a jock that spent every day in the gym. Simon could not find an ounce of fat anywhere on his body, and his chin has become squarer, which only caused his new stubble to look even more masculine.
Raising his arm and flexing his bicep, Simon watched as a large ball of muscle formed under his skin. Lowering his arm, he next watched as he learned he could now make his both of his pecs bounce. Turning sideways, Simon looked at his lateral muscles. Each was nice and thick and caused his arms to hang at the slightest of an angle.
Suddenly, Simon heard the door to the locker room slam shut. Being so absorbed in his new appearance, Simon had not noticed Jeff slipping out of the room. However, after a few moments of thought, Simon shrugged his now massive shoulders and went back to examining his new form, glad that his friend had escaped.