Pills dillema - Chapter 9

Jim looked at the remaining pill, his hands trembling as he picked it up. He could almost taste the sweet promise of its powdery surface and feel the dizzying effects that would soon transform him. He took a deep breath and dry-swallowed the pill, pursing his lips at its tart aftertaste even as Tommy joined him.

"Well...I guess we gotta strip down? I'm okay doing this here...I mean...we've changed in the gym before together!" Tommy chuckled nervously, his skin prickling with goosebumps as he shucked off his clothes. .

"Alright, well...let's get to it, I guess!" Jim declared, a crooked smile playing on his lips.

He stood up from the dusty couch and shimmied out of his worn jeans and old T-shirt, kicking them aside without a second thought. Slowly, he wiggled out of his boxer shorts, a little embarrassed but also thrilled by the ridiculousness of the moment. Tommy followed suit, a shade less comfortable but still eager to see what would happen next.

Naked and exposed, Jim felt a sudden flush of vulnerability coloring his pale cheeks. He was not particularly well-endowed nor had a bodybuilder's physique. Tommy was also the same and they had to admit that the pair of them were hardly even lady killers much less even bring a sense of interest from them too. With nothing to lose but their self-respect, they stood there amongst the dimly lit room, waiting for the minutes to tick away until their transformation began.