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Finally he began to stir again, and let out a drawn-out moan. At least he wasn't dead.

It had all started out according to plan. The heat was unbearable so he was happy to join me for a day at the lake, though as polite as he was he probably wouldn't have declined anyway. We managed to get a small fire going for the hot dogs, and he downed all of the "ice tea". Just after swimming there was the "accident" that soaked his clothes. I handed him the shorts, hat, and tank. I don't think he suspected anything, and we couldn't be more than a few minutes into heading back to town when he fell asleep.

But then nothing. He just sat there slumped in his seat, lifeless, no snore, no nothing. I was driving, but I was seriously considering pulling over and have a check on him. He must have been out for fifteen at least before he started to move again. Long, slow movements, as if he was squirming, and moaning like in a porn clip. I adjusted the mirror so I could switch my sight between him and the road easily.

It was happening slowly, but he was absolutely gaining mass. You couldn't see him growing while staring, but look away on the road for a bit and then back on him and you'd know there was a difference. His thin, smooth arms were getting thicker, and thicker, and a few veins popped on the forearms. His narrow chest was getting wider, both side to side and front to back, but his waist kept the same. He probably even lost body fat, because muscles started to show up on the sides, just below the chest.

I felt guilty all of a sudden. I didn't think it would be this big of a change. Had I known I would have asked him first. This was going to be difficult to admit to, but a conversation impossible to avoid. I cursed myself for being such a chicken to not try it on myself first, and for being such a shitty friend to do it on him. For some reason this was getting me hard though. Not just how hot he was becoming, but that he didn't have a choice. I mean I hoped he'd like it, but somehow seeing him transform like that was super hot. Amazing I managed to keep the car on the road at all with such a distraction next to me. I couldn't wait to get home and do it to myself.

But then what I had first thought to be liver spots or something started to expand. My first thought was of panic. A different skin color would be several bridges too far. Slowly they started to take recognizable shapes, transforming into tattoos all over his body. One of them, a butterfly, appeared on the side of his neck. It would be impossible to hide from his parents, or a future employer. I just wished it would stop, that there wasn't any more changes coming. I almost swerved off the road when he suddenly opened his eyes, made a crooked smile, and said "Sup, motherfucker!" Apparently there had been a few more changes below the surface too.