Head to the gym

He started walking toward the door and noticed the long flesh-colored loaf hanging in the air leading to the black armchair in the kitchen - he had completely forgotten about his butt-armchair. He stred retracting it and saw how the armchair slowly lost its form and how the black fabric started to go back to the tanned skin that was Linus's and the whole mass of flesh started to retract into Linus's body. When the mass finally merged with him, his two globes formed and he looked like he did when he woke up this morning, hot as hell. He slapped his left asscheek and felt it wobble, it felt good, he looked hot. He then resumed heading toward the door. When Linus started elongating his arm to reach the door he remembered that he was butt naked. He didn't feel like putting on regular clothes since he'd feel like they were too constraining, instead he imagined that his body would produce its own clothes. He imagined wearing a simple white t-shirt, black leggings and grey jogging shoes. He then saw the clothes come out of his skin and placing themselves on his clothes, accentuating his every muscle and curve. He didn't look naked, but he didn't look dressed either - he figured no one would have a problem looking at him in this outfit. He now reached for the door handle and opened the door to head out to the gym.

Well down on the street he looked around. There wasn't a lot of people out, but then of course, it was 10 in the morning on a Monday so most people were at work or in school. He started jogging to the gym which was about 15 minuts away by walk. When he had jogged for a bit and reached a street where he used to be completely exhausted, he felt as if he hadn't run at all. He decided to run instead, and boy was he fast. He reached the gym in 5 minutes, and when he had reached the gym and had stopped, he didn't even sweat. He noticed that he didn't breathe, he must have missed it in the bliss of experimenting with his body, but at this point it felt natural. Linus then opened the door to the gym and was greeted by the receptionist, Jack.

"Hello, welcome t...Linus, is that you? Holy shit what has happened to you?" Jack exclaimed as he saw Linus.

"I don't know." Linus lied, better to play it off as if everybody just hasn't seen him in a long time and that he's had time to workout.

"Well you look fucking amazing, if I could, I'd fuck you on the spot!"

"Um, thanks I guess." Linus said hesitantly, Jack never seemed interested in him before and Linus has never liked him before, so why do it now. He hadn't struck Linus as gay either, Jack seemed like one of the straightest males out there.

Linus walked up to the gates in front of the disk and waited for Jack to let him pass. But Jack was preoccupied with Linus's butt. Jack was just sitting behind the desk drooling.

"Excuse me, the gates?!" Linus said, growing impatient with Jack.

"Whu...Oh...I...I'm sorry" Jack said shaking his head. He pressed the button which opens the gates and watched as Linus walked away, seeing his wonderful as wobble with every step he takes.

Linus waited outside the elevators and thought about how small Jack's dick must be for him to be so horny and imagined it being 5 cm erect. The elevator then dinged, the doors slid opened and he pressed the button to the 2nd floor - gymnastics. The last thing he heard before the doors shut was Jack screaming:

"What the freaking FUCK is up with my dick?!"