Next morning, Ben rolled out of bed and walked into the bathroom. He was barely awake when he looked in the mirror and had to use all his willpower not to scream in excitement.
No longer a twink. His reflection showed a very masculine body, muscular with a generous amount of dark brown hair spread across his chest and a thinner line of hair trailing down between his ripped abs and disappearing beneath the waistband of his briefs.
The briefs bulged insanely, too, now that he was carrying a much larger package in them to match the rest of his incredibly buffed body.
He even looked taller. If he had to guess, he would say he had gained at least six additional inches of height, making him a towering six foot six inches tall.
He retained his chestnut, hazel eyes and raven, black hair, but he had gained another 50 pounds, making him a solid 220-pound man, but most of his additional weight came from solid muscle.
"Wait until the guys get a load of me!" Ben said in a voice that had gotten deeper.
Stepping into the hallway, he yelled out. "Mike! Jack! Wake up!"
The door of Mike's room opened. "Man, Jack didn't come home. What the hell are you doing yelling like a maniac at this hour?"
At that moment, Ben remembered the rest of his wish. If the first part had come true, now was the time to test the rest of it.
"Mike, stop whining and kneel in front of me," Ben said.
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