Joe tries to catch his breath after being trapped under the weights which were moments ago nothing more than a light workout for him.
"Thanks for the assist kid, I don't know..." Joe's sentence trails off as he looks down as his once jacked body and stares in disbelief at his the boy-like frame that has replaced his only moments ago chiseled physique.
"Something isn't right! What happened to my beautiful muscles? Why do I look like I a scrawny prepubescent boy who hasn't ever lifted a weight." Joe gasped.
He rolled up his now oversized sleeve to find a bicep that was three times smaller than the massive biceps he worked so hard for. After letting the oversized sleeve fall back into place he lifted up his shirt. Rather than being greeted by his perfectly chiseled pecs and rippling abs, he noticed a flat, muscless stomach and chest.
"What in the hell is going on?" a now clearly distraught Joe exclaimed. "Kid, tell me you notice something isn't right?!"
At that moment, he finally looked up from examining his now childlike frame and shifted his attention to John which is when
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