This choice: Success! Laura has created the Steve of her dreams. • Go Back... Laura surfed from channel to channel for almost two full hours without really watching anything. She was still sitting zombified on the couch when Greg and Vanessa returned home from their afternoon of sunbathing.
“Hey Lulu,” Vanessa said as she sat down next to her sister, “what are you watching?”
Laura sighed. “Nothing really. I’m just zoning out.”
Vanessa detected some sadness in Laura’s voice and put her hand on her younger sibling’s shoulder. “What’s the matter?”
Laura turned to look at Vanessa. She was struck, as she often was, by just how incredible she looked: gorgeous blond hair, perfect face, large breasts, tight body, long legs. For a second Laura wanted to tell her sister that growing up in the shadow of such a perfect specimen had twisted her mind to the point that she thought she could create a winning boyfriend out of thin air and finally be happy, but she held her tongue. Instead she put on her best smile, the one she always used when hiding her depression about her appearance, and shook her head.
“Nothing’s wrong, I’m just having a lazy sort of day.” Laura stood and pretended to yawn and stretch. “TVs all yours, sis.”
Laura went to the kitchen to grab a snack but as soon as she entered she saw Greg downing a giant sized protein drink with his left hand while he casually curled a 50 pound dumbbell in his right. That was his “easy curler” which he used throughout the day to keep his arms looking pumped at all times. That fact that he handled the weight so easily while Laura would struggle to heft it caused her to groan quietly. She turned and made her way into the downstairs bathroom to hide for a minute.
Hovering over the sink Laura splashed a bit of water on her face then stared down into the basin while taking deep breaths. After a minute she looked up and spoke with disdain to her reflection.
“What the hell is wrong with y-“ she stopped. Something was different.
Laura squinted, then rubbed her eyes. Her vision cleared and remained unchanged, but this couldn’t be. Laura ran her fingers through her scalp and undid her ponytail; her hand confirmed what her eyes were telling her. Her hair looked and felt very different. It was much fuller with a rich shine and felt very soft to the touch. Even the color had gone from a dirty brown to a more chestnut hue with subtle highlights.
Next Laura noticed her face which looked slightly altered as well. She was still very much herself, but her complexion had cleared completely while her overall features had softened. For the first time in her life she could honestly say she saw a resemblance between herself and Vanessa. Laura smiled and was impressed by how good it looked on her face, she wasn’t nearly as pretty as her sister, but she was a stunner of her own.
She moved her hand to her face to make sure she wasn’t just dreaming then noticed something else that was new. Her forearm, usually soft and round, was tight with a plump little muscle expanding from her slender wrist to her elbow. Laura gave her forearm a squeeze with the opposite hand and was surprised by how solid it felt, she then lifted her sleeve and saw that her upper arm shared the same development and definition. She flexed her bicep and, while the muscle that appeared was by no means big, she was way hard and shredded to bits.
In a flurry of excitement Laura whipped her shirt off and found her entire torso was just as hard with freaky definition. Her eyes lit up when she spotted not just six deeply chiseled abs but an entire row of obliques lining each side of her stomach. Laura ran her fingers over these bumps before turning her attention to her lower body. She lifted one leg of her shorts and flexed her thigh. Now she found some real size as her quads swelled outward in all directions with thick cords of sinew. Laura dug her toes into the floor and examined her calf muscle which looked rock solid with a deeply defined cleft.
She pulled her shirt back on over her head and lamented the fact that she was so uninterested in her own body that she didn’t notice her new features until just now. She assumed it was her messing with her new iPhone app that had lead to this enhanced physique and she had been too busy sitting on the couch sulking to notice the change.
“Why would I change anyway?” she asked herself out loud. Before she could answer herself her phone chimed from it’s place in her pocket (a sound bite of R2-D2 beeping which told her it was a text message from her best friend Jason).
Fishing the phone out Laura found that Jason was asking her if she was still interested in going to see The Goonies later at the Foley, a tiny movie theater in the downtown shopping district that played a different classic or cult movie every two weeks. Laura recalled that Goonies was opening tonight and jumped at the chance to show off her new body.
She typed back: “Sure. Goonies never say die!”
A second later Jason’s confirmation arrived: “Great, we’ll be there in 20 minutes.”
For a quick second Laura wondered who “we” was, but then turned her attention to getting ready. She bounded up the stairs to her room and fished through her clothes until she found a pair of tight denim cut off shorts and a striped crop top that left her midriff bare putting her spectacular abs on display. Laura then took a few minutes to apply a light coat of makeup, something she rarely felt the need to do, which took her face from stunning to out and out perfect. As she finished she gave her reflection a wink then pursed her supple lips in a quick kiss.
There was a knock at the door and Laura nearly leapt out of her own skin. She charged downstairs and opened the door, prepared to shock Jason with her new body but instead she was left speechless as though the wind had been knocked right out of her. It was Jason alright, but he was changed too. He was big, way big. For a moment she thought she was looking at Greg, but a quick glance up to the face showed her that it was her longtime friend atop that mountain of muscle. In fact Jason looked like he could be even bigger than Laura’s buff brother. Jason wore a Metroid t-shirt with a sexualized version of Samus on it; the sleeves had been removed leaving his bulging 22 inch cannons exposed. Jason’s shoulders were nearly as wide as the doorway and a quick glance down showed her legs that she was pretty sure were each bigger around than her waist.
Jason entered not noticing that Laura was solid as a statue in shock and once he was inside Laura received an even bigger surprise: Jason was not alone. There was a very familiar looking and even bigger man standing right behind him with a huge grin on his face.
“Hi there, Laura,” the giant said and Laura nearly melted where she stood.
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