The moment the magic smoke hit, Cole's mind slammed into this godlike body like a freight train. No longer the scrawny 19-year-old nerd, he stared up at the ceiling fan from a towering, sweat-glistened frame—thick pecs heaving under his own unfamiliar hands.
"Oh fuck... these are mine?" he gasped, voice deep and velvety, sending shivers straight to his swelling cock. His palms roamed the rock-hard slabs of chest muscle, fingers digging into warm, slick skin that felt electric. Every squeeze made his new nipples harden, a low groan escaping his full lips. "Mmm, so heavy and plumpy... fuck,these are hotttt!"
The curly-haired stud in the mirror—his new reflection—flexed instinctively, biceps peaking like mountains. Cole's old life faded as this body's raw masculinity flooded him: thick musk rising from his pits, heavy balls churning between powerful thighs, and a fat cock thickening against his shorts with urgent need.
"Yesss... yesssss!" he moaned louder, hands sliding lower, worshiping every ridge of abs. "This body... it's mine now. Gonna fuck like a beast in it!" The pleasure built, unstoppable, as the new reality sealed forever. Jake reborn as the ultimate jock.
