“Whaddya mean, used to?” He scratched his head. “Ain’t I still … uh … what’s happening to me, bro?” “It’ll pass,” I said. “In a few seconds you won’t remember that you used to be smart.” He looked concerned for a moment. “But … my head is, like … I feel kinda foggy,” he said. “Is that normal?” “Fucking awesome,” he said, flexing his new larger arms.
“You look great,” I said. 'How’s it feel?” His body swelled with muscle as he pulled the red muscle-speedo up his legs, his chest thickening with strength and dark hair grew across his formerly scrawny body. “Whoa fuck bro I’m getting huge!” Mark grinned.
