What’s next?

More testing

John imagined he was laying on a pile of cash instead of his bed. But when he snapped his fingers, nothing happened. He tried to remember his hazy dream and the words of the mysterious voice.

..alter anyone he wanted..

John leapt up and flexed his bicep in front of his bathroom mirror, picturing it as strong and meaty. After he snapped his fingers, muscle swiftly melted onto his arm. His bicep swelled up into the bulbous mass he had imagined.

John let out a sharp laugh and quickly filled out the rest of his body with lean muscle. His entire body tingled as his nerves lengthened and flesh swelled. He ran his fingers over his abs as they tightened into a subtle 6-pack. The rippling muscles settled and he checked himself out properly.

Sculpted jawline? check. Broad shoulders? check. Muscular build? yup. Fat bulging cock? oh yeah.

John's new appearance was guaranteed to turn heads. He gave the softball sized mound between his legs a squeeze. Grinning from ear to ear and feeling confident, John spun on his heel and practically ran out of his bedroom.

This was gonna be fun.