The dictaphone

"Muscles ! I'm turning into an athlete !"

Josh stood next to his bed, looking down at the abs growing, every ounce of fat on his belly seeming to instantly turn into muscle. He flexed an arm, and saw a well defined, growing biceps appearing, and more : he could feel the power rushing into every place in his body. It was really good, like some kind of revelation : he could do so much more ! He... was so much more ! Looking down, he noticed that growing pectorals were hiding his abs, even if he could still feel them turning harder and harder, just like his arms, legs and all... until he wondered if it would stop soon. "She must be into REALLY strong men" he thought, looking at his enlarging body.

The perspective of the room changed, as suddenly, he felt his legs stretching, pushing him higher and higher, reaching the 6' mark and exceeding it. He had some difficulty with his balance, as his whole body was changing, but eventually did a few paces to stay in front of his full length mirror and look at his reflection. He frowned, noticing how his face had been under small modifications : his nose was slightly smaller, his jaw less rounder, and his eyes now a light brown. But just while he was noticing this, he wondered : was the light changing ? Was it just because he was taller and now seeing everything from a new perspective ? But... everything was looking darker. That wasn't the light ! His skin was turning dark !

His hands in front of his face, he saw his usual, pale, white skin tanning almost instantly until he was looking like someone living on a beach. On a gym on a beach, he thought, feeling his shoulders expanding. On the borders of the mirror, pictures of him appeared, telling a new story : he had been cuter to begin with, and a lot of pictures of him at the gym with some friends since his early teen were showing him growing larger and larger, displaying muscles more and more impressive, and lifting things heavier and heavier. Still, he wasn't looking like some bodybuilt guy : he was more like an athlete, with muscles smaller, but incredibly powerful and defined. But still, a large athlete. And indeed : pictures were appearing one after the other, displaying his growth, slowly towering above his friends years after years, until he was his current size : 6'7. And from what he could see on the pictures, he was now the captain of the school football team. Flexing an arm again, and looking at the powerful muscle bulging, he knew that no one could stop him during a game, as powerful as he was.

The growth seemed to stop, and now, Josh could only stare with pride at the guy in the mirror, a musclebound hunk with very dark skin, with a gorgeous face and a lot of power to do whatever he'd like whenever he'd like. And probably a great future in football or whatever sport he'd like awaiting for him. "You're definitely a girl of taste, Kate" said Josh, surprised by his low-toned new voice, and looking around to see football shirts, helmets, medals and sport trophies here and there in his bedroom, along with pictures of him.

But the better part was when he saw a picture of him with Kate in a park : he was looking sure of himself, smiling, but next to him, it was hard not to notice the love in Kate's eyes, looking at him.

From what he could see, Kate wasn't his girlfriend yet - they had been friend since childhood - but he could now seduce her easily...