Bruce blinked awake, feeling unusually cramped in his bed. As he swung his legs over the side, he noticed that the bedsheets seemed smaller, tighter. With a yawn, he headed to the bathroom, rubbing sleep from his eyes, only to freeze in shock at his reflection. Overnight, he seemed to have aged years, his once lanky frame now muscular and imposing."What the...?" he muttered to himself, eyes wide in disbelief.
Bruce rummaged through his older brother's drawers, pulling out clothes that might fit his new physique. He found a pair of shorts and a tank top, slipping them on with some difficulty. The clothes hugged his newly-formed muscles tightly. He headed downstairs, his footfalls heavier than before, and decided to test his newfound strength at the local gym.
Bruce approached the weight bench with a mix of excitement and trepidation. As he lifted, he was amazed at the ease with which he hoisted weights that had once seemed impossible. With each press, he felt stronger, more confident. His muscles responded eagerly, growing larger with each set. After a rigorous workout, his stomach growled loudly, demanding attention."Time to refuel," he chuckled to himself, heading to the gym's café.
At the café, Bruce ordered a meal that would have fed a small family. He devoured everything in front of him, amazed at his newfound appetite. Each bite seemed to fuel him further, his body expanding to accommodate the feast. By the end, his belly was full and round, a testament to his transformation from a skinny teen to a formidable linebacker.
As Bruce exited the café, a sleek black car pulled up beside him. The driver, a middle-aged man with a friendly smile, motioned for him to get in."You've got a game to catch," the driver informed him. The ride to the stadium was a blur of excitement and nerves, the reality of his wish still sinking in.
Bruce found himself in the locker room, surrounded by players he recognized from TV. He changed into his uniform, the fabric snug against his powerful form. As he stepped out onto the field, the roar of the crowd hit him like a wave. The grass was lush underfoot, the stadium lights blazing overhead. His heart pounded with anticipation as he took his place on the field, ready to live out his dream.
