Jeremy

“Jeremy, remember to be home by the time I get back from work.”

“Ah gee Mom. I’ll remember.” Jeremy had all he could do to contain himself. His neighbor Sam was taking him someplace special today.

“All right, honey. Have a good time.” Jeremy’s mom knew he looked forward to spending time with Sam. Jeremy had never had a dad in his life, which meant he really needed someone he could look up to and have as a father figure. Sam, at twenty six, fit the bill nicely. He was reliable and would look after her son while she worked to support the family.

Jeremy was already out the door and racing towards Sam’s place. He didn’t fit in with his high school freshmen peers and was somewhat of a loner, isolated because he was the class runt.

“So you really want to be like me, Jeremy?” Sam always greeted the boy this way since the day he had blurted out his secret fantasy to be like Sam. He was quite the stud, standing at 6’1 and very well built, the epitome of everything Jeremy ever wanted to be. He was flattered Jeremy thought so much of him.

“Yes, sir, Mr. Adams I sure do. I wish I could be big and strong like you.” Jeremy idolized Sam. He could talk with Sam about anything and he wouldn’t treat him like some little kid who didn’t know anything. Besides, Sam looked so cool on his motorcycle.

“Follow me.” Sam led Jeremy to the kitchen, placing his hands on the boy’s shoulders.

“I feel kind of strange. What’s happening to me?”

“Relax Jeremy and let the changes happen. It will be a little painful but work through the pain.”

Jeremy’s joints began to pop as his legs, arms, and torso elongated, shredding his clothes. He looked to Sam to explain what just happened to him but Sam said nothing further.

“I’m as tall as you!” He stared in disbelief into the eyes of his friend. He gazed down at himself to see he was thin and lanky when suddenly he doubled over in immense pain, every muscle in his body cramping. His muscles began pulsating, his arms slowly inflating while his legs soon followed suit. His chest exploded into two mounds of hard muscle and etched abs erupted across his stomach, his back broadening as his musculature expanded to support his new bulk. His facial features painfully rearranged but into what he could not tell. When the pain ceased a rather dazed man now stood in the place where once a boy had been.

“Here Jeremy, put these on.” Sam handed him a pair of blue trunks to cover himself then led him to a mirror. “What do you think of yourself…Sam?”

Jeremy stared speechless at his reflection, his mind not yet fathoming what had happened to him. Powerful muscles rippled as he excitedly explored the god he had become, the trunks barely containing his manhood. He had transformed into a twin to Mr. Adams in every way possible, down to the tattoo on his shoulder.

“I…I look just like you but there can’t be two of you.” He managed to stutter out the words while not quite believing he was hearing Sam’s tenor voice coming from his mouth.

“And there won’t be.” Jeremy watched in fascination as Sam changed into someone Jeremy had never seen before. “I’m going to be Mark and you are going to be Sam for the day. I have a surprise for you.” He led Jeremy to the back. Jeremy’s eyes widened at the sight of the two Ducati bikes parked there.

“I’ve seen you drool over my bike. Now you can ride it. The bikes are all set for our trip to the beach.”

“But I don’t know how to drive your bike Mr. Adams and I don’t like the beach.” Jeremy always got embarrassed wearing only trunks.

“First you have to start calling me Mark. Remember you are Sam now. And don’t worry. You’ll be fine. You can access my memories and knowledge so you know how to drive my bike and behave like me. Come on Sam. Let’s get dressed and head out.”

Jeremy still couldn’t believe he was now Sam, even after donning Sam’s clothes and tight black leather jacket to ride the bike and feeling the thrill of commanding the machine as they rode. He was just a little shy shedding his clothes but his confidence was soon bolstered as he began to bare his magnificent new body and people started to notice him. Before long, he thought nothing of cockily strutting along the sand, surfing with Mark, and even hitting up on a few of the hot babes. The day passed and before he knew it, it was time to leave.

“Come on stud. Let’s head back home.” Never in a million years did Jeremy ever expect to be called a stud.

“That sure was fun, Mr. Adams…Mark.” Jeremy flopped down on the couch when they arrived back at Sam’s place, tired but very happy.

“Yes, it was but now it’s time to return to normal Jeremy.” Once more the two men shifted, Jeremy returning to his former self, almost. Sam left Jeremy just a bit taller than before.

“What am I going to wear for clothes Mr. Adams? Mine were ruined when I grew and yours are too big for me.”

Sam grabbed a pair of jogging shorts. “Here put these on for now and you can change when you get home. This is our secret Jeremy. You can never tell anyone about today or what I can do. If you behave yourself and do what your mom says then we can do it again from time to time. Now get home before your mom gets there. And I think you can call me Sam now.”

“Thanks Mr. …Sam. See you soon.” One very excited boy couldn’t wait until he and Sam could have another day together. He didn’t even mind that he was only partially covered as he headed out. What would happen the next time?

Sam was indeed true to his word. Over the next few years he and Jeremy would become other people for a day and Sam would always leave Jeremy with a little something extra at the end, just enough that people would only think Jeremy was growing up finally. By the time Jeremy reached his senior year in high school he looked a lot like his strapping neighbor Sam Adams. He was no longer the shy introverted runt of his class and he had gained a self-assuredness that came from all the help Sam had provided. Sam had given Jeremy his secret desire.