Jack did a few more poses as a lion, loving the way his soft, golden fur mixed with his hard ripped muscles. With the ability to change species, Jack had a lot of new options. He could do anything he wanted and no one would ever know it was him!
Jack went back to the box and held it in his strong hands. He was about to change back into a fox when he stopped himself. For some reason, he had a special affinity to being a dragon. His scales felt rock hard, he could fly, and he was really hot in both ways! Somehow, it felt like Jack should have been a dragon his entire life. So Jack opened the box and imagined looking exactly like he did as a dragon. The flash erupted from the box again, and before he knew it Jack was back to being an orange dragon.
Jack immediately ran over to the mirror and started posing again. He couldn't help it; it felt so natural to it. After a while, though, he didn't feel like just posing in front of a mirror. He wanted to share his new body with other people. Jack decided on the first place for people to show off that popped into his head: the pool. The transformation had kept the same clothes on Jack, so he was still wearing the bathing suit from before. Excitement rising with every second, Jack pushed open a window and jumped out, soaring through the skies at amazing speeds towards the pool.
Just a few minutes later, Jack landed outside of the pool with a loud THUMP, shaking the ground and causing quite a few heads to turn. Jack smirked, the attention more than making up for his years in his old fox body. Flexing subconsciously as he walked, Jack walked through the metal gate into the pool area.
Jack looked at the people running around, laughing, and having a good time. It made him want to do the same thing. He walked over to the deep end, noticing how cool and crisp the water looked. Not being able to resist the temptation, Jack folded up his wings and made a graceful dive into the pool.
Wanting to test something out, Jack started swimming up and down the pool as fast as he could. Sure enough, his surprising speed translated over to water too. He was practically a blur and making huge splashes just by stroking. Once again, the onlookers were astonished.
The growth also appeared to give Jack incredible endurance, as he kept at his full speed swim for a half hour. Finally though, he realized he was a little tired and decided to take a break, so he slowed down and swam slowly to the edge of the pool to pull himself up.
There was a group of three hot young dragons that happened to be chatting away at a table near the pool when Jack got out. The huge splash of water caused them to turn their heads, which in turn caused their jaws to drop at the huge sexy hunk climbing out of the pool. Jack, noticing their stares, walked over to their table.
Jack casually leaned on the metal fence while the girls watched every huge muscle of his move along with him. "Well, hello ladies," Jack said in a suave voice, his new muscles and form giving him a lot of new confidence.
It took a while for one of the dragons to get the courage to speak up. "...Wow, you're... big," the girl said, notable for having some toned muscles showing.
"Oh, you like?" Jack replied, proceeding to flex his bicep harder than he ever had, watching it swell up to sizes no bodybuilder could match. The girls nearly fainted.
"So, how strong are you?" one of the female dragons, the only blonde one, managed to ask.
"Well, why don't you see for yourselves?" Jack responded. His mind quickly raced through what he could do to show off his strength, and he decided to go with what was closest to him: the fence. Moving with the grace of a track star, he grabbed the fence and yanked hard, easily pulling off a small piece of metal. Then, with minimal effort, he clasped it with two hands and swiftly snapped it in half. The girls watched, astounded.
Jack was probably happier than he ever was before. Just a day ago, he had been a wimp fox who had no friends at school and was beat up everyday. Now he was the strongest dragon in the world chatting with three hot girls who would practically throw themselves at him.
Then a thought hit him: why go back? He loved being a dragon, more than he loved being a fox even when he was a muscular fox. He could start life over, use his muscles for great things, and very few people would probably miss the old Jack.
Just then, Jack's thoughts were interrupted by a question. "What's your name?" asked one of the dragons.
Jack said the first name that came to his mind. "Skylar. Skylar Armstrong." The more he said it in his head, the better it felt. Skylar wasn't just a fake name or a disguise: he WAS Skylar.
For a couple hours, Jack, now Skylar, talked with the girls, who seemed to love him more with every word he said. Finally, though Skylar had to leave, and though all four were sad, he left with three phone numbers and a smile on his face.
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