Jack blinked several times. He expected the button's changes to be more... dramatic? It felt sort of anti-climatic.
Hannah and Brit certainly hadn't changed. They were still the gorgeous, stunning women in his life. Their apartment hadn't been altered either. The Avengers movie was still playing, and this was, by all accounts, still a regular movie night.
But he felt different somehow. Jack looked down at himself, and his jaw dropped comically.
He was huge! Jack's body resembled that of a pro bodybuilder. Every inch of him was covered in rock-hard muscle. His chest, for starters, was incredibly wide and accommodated two slabs of grade A beef. He couldn't see his abs, due to Hannah sitting on his lap, but he did feel them press into her back.
Jack must have grown in height as well, because Hannah's head now rested atop his massive pectorals. Her butt still grinded against his crotch, yet her much smaller legs were outclassed by his tree trunk thighs. Jack almost wished she wasn't sitting on him so that he could view them properly. Well, almost.
Looking to the side, he saw how massively jacked his arms had become. Jack marvelled at how the thick the sinews within his triceps looked, as well as the detail and spherical shape of his biceps. These were the arms only dedicated bodybuilders could achieve. And he didn't mean your everyday gymgoers. No, he could give Arnold in his prime a run for his money.
Jack wanted to see more. Alas, he couldn't. Not with Hannah on his lap. Despite his excitement, he didn't want to make her move.
He was still too shocked anyway. After all, it had always been a fantasy of his to become this muscular, shared only with Hannah. Now that he'd achieved that dream he didn't know how to react.
"Sheesh, the guy who plays Thor is buff!" Britt said, whistling jokingly. She patted Jack's arm with a mischievous grin. "Not as big as you, though. You've really got to share you gym routine with me sometime."
Hannah giggled. "That's my Jack for you. He makes even Chris Hemsworth look small."
"Uh, yeah. Sure." Jack responded. He was still out for it.
"You're so lucky, Hannah. I want a beefcake for a boyfriend as well. Too bad all those jocks on the football team lack brains and manners."
Brit leaned over and put her head on Jack's shoulder. He tried not to show how nice that felt. Brit's toned, curvy body was pressed tightly against him. Partially due to the lack of space on the couch. His new, wide girth complicated matters.
"Hey, careful there. This hunk of muscle is mine." Hannah said half-teasingly.
"Aww! Can I at least get a bicep flex? Pretty, pretty please?"
Jack chuckled. "Alright. Here you go."
He raised his arm slightly before curling it inwards. The fibers within his thick forearm tightened, and his phenomenal bicep began rising. It bulged larger and larger while the veins running across it stood out more than usual.
Brit whooped appreciatively as she felt up his muscle. It was very dense. Not to mention the impeccable definition of his bicep. Jack would be lying if he said he didn't enjoy the way she caressed his arm.
However, he supressed a hiss as Hannah's shapely butt brushed against his member so suddenly. Looking down, he met her impish gaze.
"Careful, buster. Don't enjoy this too much."
"I wouldn't dream of it." Answered Jack, pulling her in tight.
They quickly returned to watching the movie. Although Jack found it difficult to concentrate. Just how big was he? What were his measurements? How strong was he? These questions burned inside the teen's mind, plaguing him for minutes on end.
Eventually they paused right after the Hulk went on a rampage. Hannah had a tendency of issuing short breaks during movies, so that they could restock on snacks and go visit the toilet if they needed to.
Jack excused himself, going to the bathroom while the girls kept chatting. He entered the small room and looked into the mirror.
What he saw made him gasp in awe. He'd already slowly come to terms with it, but seeing his uncovered physique was breathtaking.
Every muscle seemed to be pumped and chiselled, granting Jack a build that was both large and detailed. Not bulky like a powerlifter's, but not overly ripped either. Just the right amount of muscle and fat to make him look stunning.
Jack couldn't help but do a few poses. He grinned the whole time, loving the changes made by the button.
Actually, he contemplated on what else he could do with it. Reality was now his playground, after all! And Hannah wouldn't mind indulging their shared muscle growth fantasies. Though altering Brit sounded fun, too.
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