Ch-ch-ch-anges, subtle and nuances adopted

For once in a long time, David awoke feeling great. After eveything yesterday he was shocked he had slept so well. Sitting up, he rubbed his eyes and noted the sensation of the sheets, they felt softer bette on his skin. It was hard to pin point or explain, but it was like somehow his body senses had been slightly amplified. Not in superhuman capacity, but the material of sheets felt wondrous on his skin. Shrugging, he decided to ignore, this was a good thing. He had read somewhere that working out more led to stuff like this. Admittedly, not exactly like this, but everyone different and likely to have unique experiences, right?

Climbing out of bed, he decided to go have a shower. it had been a few days and while he showered irregularly usually he rationalised that if he was in such a good mood that having a shower was not a terrible idea. Not at all. Stripping his clothes off he went into the bathroom and paused something off mentally. Gazing around everything was right, but it felt off-kilter like a Dutch Angle. There was his usual Shampoos, soaps, yet it felt incomplete even fairly bare. Did he really not even use conditioner and where was everything else? Could he so uptight than he had so few toiletries? There was being masculine and there was being dumb. There was no need he could not use conditioner on his hair or even indulge in bubble baths or even some more.

Yes, for sure after he had ridden bike for today he would go order a couple of different brands and types to try them out. He had an amazing bath might as well use it more, but that was for another day.

Entering the Square Shower Enclosure, he turned the nozzle and closed his eyes as the water rained down over him. Grabbing the shampoo he started to massage the suds deep into his hair. Normally he was so much less thorough. It showed as he started to brush out the dandruff which had unfortunately accumulated. It was while he was working on his hair, he noticed as the water dripped over his chest, he felt tactile sensation. It was difficult to put into words but it felt sensual, like the droplets were gracing his chest. In fact it felt so blissful he felt the telltales of arousal beginning to peak. Pausing, his focus on his hair, he opened his eyes and noted with joy. He was getting pecs, his chest was definitely more prominent. This made him downright overjoyed. The Exercise Bike was working - then again was it working too fast. It felt too fast. At this his inner voice spoke up, "Isn't this what you wanted, maybe you just have right metabolism and you are gaining muscles far quicker than most."

It was possible and did make sense, shrugging again he continued to wash out his hair, before soaping up his body, but when he got to his chest. This time he got a first hand experience of the thrill of touching his new pecs. It was like a small tickle that caused him to shiver and quiver with delight. Despite never having focused much on his chest before, now he was definitely addicted. Feeling his member engorge and grow hard, he continued. By this point, he would have usually switched to the one handed pump, but instead he focused on his chest. His beautiful Pecs.

Moaning and grunting he continued to grace his hands, caressing and soaping up his chest, while his fingertips brushed and teased the nipples. He was lost in reveries, then it happened, he whimpered, and with a yell his shaft erupted ropes of cum that fell to the shower floor. Awakening from his state, he stared down as the ropes gradually being pulled away by the waters and he felt himself lick his lips. Shaking his head hurriedly he quickly finished the shower. That was weird, he would rather not deal with images that flown through his mind when he had stared at his own cum.

Grabbing a towel he opted to shave.

This usually took at best only about ten to five minutes but something occurred to him. He should shave his body. Thus David spent an hour removing as much hair from his body as he could. Moving slowly so he would not hurt himself and occasionally having to unblock sink. The whole process after being finished made him smile.

There were changes in his life, maybe it was time to look less like a neaderthal.

Finishing up in the bathroom he dried out and opted to get dressed. Once again he was disappointed, he had such a meagre variety of outfits. That again would need to be fixed for sure. Picking out a tracksuit and tracksuit bottoms he left his room.

With his body being shaved he also discovered that clothing felt different on him. Again a similar tactile sensation unlike anything he could quite explain.

Climbing on the bike he started again, not even caring about the warning that appeared. In thank it was comforting, the flashing was like a 'stop' or more like a rave or disco. Okay that a tad strange. Nonetheless he started pedalling. To think he had even considered using this on anyone else. This bike had made his life so much better and while there been changes overall he was feeling much better. Closing his eyes he found the same miasma and fog entering his mind.

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When she opened her eyes, she laughed, now she remembers she was out with her bestfriend, Phoebe they had gone cycling in the park. As if to confirm Phoebe voice broke through, "Mikey, you are such a show off.". Michelle in response stuck out her tongue, "Not my fault I am amazing and can cycle with my eyes closed."

Phoebe was a Hispanic women dressed in dark green yoga pants and pink tank-top her olive features framed by matching green short hair. There was a time long ago she would have never given someone like Phoebe time of day. Thank god such days were long gone. Another life.

Phoebe and her lived together and had a very unorthordox relationship, many would consider them dating, but in reality they were more fuckbuddies. They willingly used one another and spent time in bed together naked and clothed. It had no real label and that worked for Michelle. Phoebe was also polyamorous, Michelle though was uncertain she loved being intimate and naughty with Phoebe, but would she continue if she ever got in a serious relationship, she had no idea.

In response Phoebe scoffed, barely concealing a smirk, "Well you may be a show off, but I am faster, race you to the lake." at once her bestfriend shot off. Michelle sighed rolling her eyes before she started pedalling harder to catch up. Phoebe had one massive benefit here, she did not have a chest weighing her down. There were times, Michelle came close to taking over, but by the end Phoebe laughed in victory skidding to a stop and climbing off.

Following en-suite Michelle climbed off her bike and approached Phoebe staring at the lake. So placid and calm, it was perfectly. Her BFF forever next to her, it was beautiful. Phoebe interrupted the quiet, "You do know I am still to get my prize right?". Michelle blinked and then out of nowhere she was pinned against a tree. Where had the tree come from? Before, Michelle could ponder this, Phoebe was probing her lips, her tongue pushing. Michelle opened and gave in and immediately started to kiss back murmuring audacities while she held on to the other girl. Tracing her back, fingertips dancing downwards. Swirling, curling tongues interlocking in sordid tangos Further encouraging elictitation, travelling and exploring journies into each other mouths. Muffled whimpers followed by quivers and shivers encouraging further activities of a sapphic nature.

Phoebe by her nature grew bored and immediately without warning dove her hand down Michelle bike shorts and under her rouge thong to trace her petals. Mewling hotly, Michelle opted to press their bodies tighter while following the example and with one hand fondling Phoebe's rear the other slipped down her shorts and under her g-string.

Slick juices collecting on her fingertips, as per usual things turned into a complete competition for them both. Each of them eagerly and feverishly rubbing and stroking each other nethers. Now, while Michelle had advantage with her bestfriend if they had toys, Phoebe had such a gift with her fingers even despite Michelle stimulative efforts she squealed, shuddering violently breaking kiss to loudly yell out a wanton chorus. Michelle quim immediately grew wetter and in victory, Phoebe pulled away and licked her fingers, slurping and sucking each one, "Goddamn, do I love getting off my bestfriend, she always makes hottest sounds."

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The wave wore off, and David gazed down and saw how long he had been on the bike. He had somehow lost track of times. Ceasing his pedalling he immediately clambered off that weird dream. Like it had felt almost lucid, but where was he? And why did Michelle seem so familiar? He had been using exercise bike a lot longer than he had planned, his joints ache but in a good way. According to console on the bike he had been using it for four hours. How had he managed that was beyond his understanding?

Unbeknownst while he was experiencing a possible future, David had been heavily hypnotized by the Bike. When he saw Amazon something would happen. David though knew nothing and went over to the computer starting it up. Checking his router he opened his Firefox and typed in Amazon.com. Opening it up, he went to type some key words in.

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Phoebe had gone out on a date leaving Michelle bored out of her mind, she tried watching Netflix but found nothing she wanted to binge. Then tried surfing the net, but there antagonized what was really making her so bored and agitated. She ungodly horny. Times like this she would encourage Phoebe and they would end up clothes off in some place laying together. But in this case she did not have that outlet. Not to mention Internet had nothing interesting, same for youtube, letting a small scream of frustration she muttered, "FINE, YOU WIN BODY." flouncing to her room she grabbed her favourite vibrator and magic wand before pulling down her pajama trousers and sitting on the computer chair.

Legs spread Michelle started to look for good porn to watch. It took a bit, but finally settled on a faux **** video. Pulling back her thong to unveil her plush lips she lightly probed her nether lips with the dildo while staring at the screen. When he entered his sister she pushed the vibrator into her and switched to third highest setting. As he thrust his throbbing beautiful cock into her she tried to follow his thrusts and speed. Whimpering as sensations grew. Picking up her magic wand she aimed that over her clitoris and squealed wantonly. Panting she thrust her vibrator into her dialling up the setting to four while increasing magic wands speed. Again and again he slipped his hard shaft into her. Such a huge hot cock, god if that was her she would be on her knees in seconds.

Her nethers were utterly oozing with juices and she could hear slurp and other wet sounds as she vigorously rammed the vibrator in and out again and again. The shaft completely saturated in her nectar. Then the scene switched to him bending her over his computer desk and with an almighty moan, Michelle erupted violently spraying her wetness over the seat. A puddle of her cum collected below her completely coating her thong in her ambrosia.

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It happened again, David immediately saw order was complete, he scrolled through in surprise, he had spent a lot on bathroom stuff. How did it all cost so much? Inflation was that bad, how come he didn't remember buying all this. Standing up, he did not realize, his mind been **** to forget other purchases he made. A variety of different sex toys were also in the order. But for now, David would not realize he had ordered them. The process was progressing smoothly, and changes were becoming more frequent. Obliviousness and rationalisation would become a common occurrences in their life now.

Rebuilding a person took time.