Take the pill

John popped the pill that was in his hand in his mouth. To help put on a show he tilted his head back. He slammed the beer to wash it down.

He felt the changes immediately. His stomach felt funny, slimmer. He reached towards the feeling...

Wait the weight of his arms changed. Not by much, but he was loosing muscle mass he had.He now was focused on his arms. More petite. He rubbed his hands against his arms moving up. Moved up to the shoulders and felt his hair.

"WAIT WHAT HAIR"-John is screaming internally. Now starting to breathe in reverse, heart beat skipping step.

He looks down and can't see his feet, his boobs are covering his feet. "WAIT WAIT WAIT... MY BOOBS? ARE COVERING? MY FEET?" -still internal, but John's panic is showing in his eyes.

The frat house is having a field day with this. John looks up and sees a crowd of people. Most holding phones well above their head. John felt like he was at center stage of a rock concert, but why are they recording? Where did this hair come from,? Where did 34 DDs come from? Where did his muscles go? Why do he feel shorter? Why do he feel lighter? Why is his clothes so much baggier?

The frat house erupts in laughter. John looks around. One newbie threw his pill on the ground and stepped on it, then threw his beer right at the host. The host takes a step back dodging the liquid.

"There is at least one at every event."- the microphone shorty almost seemed pleased that the newbie did this.

Suddenly the phones turned away from John and turned towards the action.

The newbie was dragged on stage and taken away. As John watched the newbie try and fight the four frat bros he notices that the way to the door is open.