Jack thought of the device in his pocket - which could supposedly grant wishes. Glancing in the mirror at Brittany's tight, sexy body again he had a thought.
<i>What if Brit knew that Hannah and I fantasized about her body and muscles? And what if that turned her on?</i>
With those thoughts he pressed the button. Time seemed to froze for a moment, and then a bright light flashed and his ears started ringing.
As he shook his head and cleared his senses, he found he was sitting back at his desk again with the button sitting in front of him.
He heard the door creak, but was too busy contemplating his change of location to react.
"Hey, babe." He heard Hannah shout from the other room. "I ran in to Brit at the store and we decided to have a movie night. You in?"
Slipping the device into his pocket, Jack headed into the living room and saw their neighbor helping his girlfriend carry in groceries.
"Uh, yeah. Sure. Sounds fun." He dumbly responded, trying to shake the deja vu out of his head. But it wasn't deja vu, he knew. This had literally just happened.
"Great!" shouted Brit. "I just grabbed The Avengers on Blu-Ray. Such a great movie."
"Here ya go." Brit handed him the disc before turning back to help Hanna in the kitchen. Jack caught himself staring as she walked away. Her tiny denim shorts clung tightly to an impossibly perfect bubble butt that looked even firmer and more shapely than he remembered. The shorts only covered her butt, though, leaving in full view the best pair of legs Jack had ever seen. He remembered them being well defined, but these were incredible, showing even more fitness and strength than he remembered. She went to her toes on every step, bringing out incredible definition on her shapely calves.
Her clothes left little to the imagination, the tank top she was wearing ending not far below her full, perfect breasts. The six-pack that he had been marveling at just moments ago was just a little bit more defined. Her golden hair, which she normally let flow, was pulled up into a ponytail revealing shoulders and traps that were noticeably stronger.
Jack inserted the disc and sat on the loveseat. The girls entered shortly, Brittany turned her attention to Jack.
"I know I've said it before, but I'm glad Hannah asked me about the gym. It's funny that she assumed I got my body from working out when really it was all from cheerleading and fad diets."
It had all been from cheerleading?!
"I've made some good progress these past few months," Brit said with a pause while demonstrably tensing her muscles and melting Jacks brain "But trust me, this is just the beginning"
"We're you at the gym today?", Hanna asked. Jack noticed his girlfriend seemed very excited.
"Every day babe.", Brit responded before flexing her bicep, "I just seem to keep getting bigger since I started really working out."
Jack gulped at the sight of Brit's arm showing a bicep that probably put his own arms to shame, and then his eyes widened as his girlfriend began caressing their friends bicep.
"Oh, it's so hard.", Hanna nearly moaned, trying to squeeze her sexy friends muscle.
"Harder than you think.", Brit replied, tensing her arm even more as her bicep pushed outward against Hanna's hand making the other girl purr.
"Scootch over," Brit said. "None of your other chairs have a good angle on the tv."
The cheerleader didn't wait for him to move and started to squeeze in next to him. Hanna started to approach the love seat and Jack figured she'd sit on his lap again. He was wrong though. She slung her slender legs over Brittany's and reached her arm
around the other girls shoulder, pulling herself onto her lap.
He could feel the firmness of Brit's thighs press against his, and her strong shoulders pressing into his, especially as Brit seemed to tense and release her muscles every so often.
He saw Hannah's modest, but perky breasts press against Brittany's larger, firmer pair.
He wasn't going to be able to focus on the film.
Brit adjusted her arms, putting one over the back of the couch behind Jack. This position pulled her already tight tank top even tighter. In this position she wrapped her arm around him and flexed, causing him to feel her swelling bicep press against him.
Jack was now sporting quite a hard on, and this time he didn't have his girlfriends body to hide it from the sexy neighbor, but a glance at Brit told him she wouldn't have wanted him to hide it. She kept stealing glances at his crotch with a sly smile, and anytime it looked like his hard on was flagging she'd tense her muscles again, or pull Hanna nearly into a kiss and he'd be back to full mast.
The device worked - Brit was getting off on how much she turned him and Hanna on - and she'd started working out to make herself even more their fantasy. Could it do more?
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