It Changed Me
by Wildman410
Oh my God, I cannot believe what I did to myself. I look fucking hot and damn sexy.
OK, I'm getting ahead of myself so let me start at the beginning. My name is Jim, a senior at high school. I was 5'10" and a morbidly obese 410 lbs. I also had a very unimpressive package. Well, the thing was, I weighed only 210 lbs. in my sophomore year, but even then I was overweight, and so on my 16th birthday, I decided to become a health nut to slim down and look like one of those models or actors with those beautiful set of abs. I ate regularly, watched what I ate and exercised everyday, but to my dismay, I couldn't lose a ounce, and to my surprise, I actually started packing on the pounds.
Over the next two years I did my best to fight off the weight gain, but it was all for naught. I watched helplessly as the numbers on the scale kept going higher and higher despite everything I had been doing to prevent it. I went to the doctors who ran a battery of tests on me to find what had been happening to me. Was it something glandular, genetic? I sure as hell didn't know, and they couldn't figure it out either.
Here was the craziest thing: By the time I hit 400 lbs., I was so desperate that I even underwent Liposuction with the blessings of my parents. I went in, the doctors did the first procedure, and they took out 7 lbs. of fat. The very next day I had those 7 lbs. back on! It was the most bizarre experiences of my life. Once again the doctors were at a loss at what happened and postponed my procedures to study the situation.
I became even more desperate and thought about doing Gastric Bypass Surgery next after I had recovered. Having myself cut open was pretty extreme, but I was becoming depressed and mad all the time. I was beginning to wonder what had I done wrong for God to punish me with this body. I was always the sweetheart of the group. I was caring, sweet and kind-hearted. I was always there to lend a helping hand.
Well, a couple of months passed, and I put on 10 more pounds, but this time, I was hopeful. I was one week from my scheduled surgery, and that day was also my 18th birthday. My family and I did the normal stuff and had friends come over to give gifts and what not. That night I went to bed, and as soon as I hit the pillow, I fell into a very deep sleep.
I had the craziest dream of my life. It began with me inside my bathroom and looking at myself naked in the mirror and criticizing everything wrong with my body. Then a great white flash took over the mirror, and I was standing on clouds instead of my bathroom floor, and there across from me was brilliant light floating, slowly pulsing, almost throbbing. At first I was blinded. I tried my best to look away, but there was something about the light that was calming, soothing and, for some reason, erotic. I noticed I was becoming hard so I tried to cover up.
Then it spoke, "It's OK. It happens every time I visit a human."
I looked in awe that a voice, a male voice, was coming out of this shapeless essence. I took his words in and felt comfortable enough to move my hands and expose myself to him. Then I mustered the courage to speak and asked, "Who or what are you?"
"I am the beginning and end, the Alpha and the Omega. All those gods people believe in. It's me in actuality, but I simply go by ‘It.'"
I began to question It at first, and he sensed my puzzlement and responded, "I will now prove to you that I am who I say I am."
I looked with shock that he could read my mind. I was curious how was he going to prove this to me.
"I have had my eye on you for a while, Jim. You have been given a test which I must say you have passed with flying colors."
"Test? What test?" was all I could muster in It's presence.
"It is a test I give out to whom I believe may be worthy of my Gift. I basically curse someone with a horrible body for two years and see what they do with it. In order to pass, that someone needs to not give up trying to change their body, while remaining a good person in more ways than one, and you are the first one in all these years who has ever passed my test. Everyone before you had just given up, most of them not even halfway through."
"You mean what I've been through these past two years was a test? I've been crying and trying so hard to get in shape, and I just find it was impossible because of your stupid test! There better be a good reason for this because this is very unjust."
"Yes, I do apologize. I know it does seem unfair, but I promise you the reward is WELL worth it."
Like that I held back my tears and looked up at It when a lightning bolt came out of nowhere and hit me. My body was overcome with so much pain as well as so much pleasure. I began to convulse and squirm, but it all felt so good. I could feel something, a tingling energy building inside of me and infusing every cell of my body, but it seemed to center mostly around my erection that had never been so hard in my entire life and I haven't even touched myself. As the pleasure just kept on growing and growing, I did everything I could to delay the inevitable and prolong the sensation that was driving me wild. The end came near, and as it finished I came with the biggest load I ever shot.
I opened my eyes and saw that I was back in my room and on my bed, and floating above me was It, radiating warmly. Even though It had no face, I could somehow sense he was smiling at me. Then, It started drifting away saying, "Use The Gift as you see fit, and if you need me just wish…" He trailed off at the end and dissipated, and I blacked out from exhaustion.
I woke up the next morning with my head hurting a lot from the experience, which I did not believe was real at first, but once I saw my clothes, I realized it was true. My pants were soaked, and some parts were scorched from the lightning. But what was this "Gift" It talked about last night? I had no clue.
I stumbled into my bathroom and grabbed a towel for a shower. I set the towel down and began to strip. Once my shirt was off I looked at my reflection. I stared sadly at my flabby body, and I thought to myself, I wish I was thin again.
I was about to continue undressing when I saw something happening to my reflection. It was getting smaller! With a shocked look on my face, I watched my body jiggling and shrinking all over. I looked down and saw my arms and legs tightening, my pecs compressing and my gut disappearing. My pants and boxers actually fell down to the floor, and I stepped out of them. Best of all I could actually see my dick again after months of it being hidden away by my fat. I looked back up again and was amazed at how the fat in my face just melted away, leaving behind a visage I hadn't seen in years.
I began to cry, so happy that my wish actually came true. I lost 200 lbs. of fat in a matter of minutes, and I was back to normal! Even the scar from my Liposuction on my abdomen went away.
When I had calmed down, I wanted to see what else I could change. I saw all those pimples all over my face. I wished them away, and just like magic, they all vanished without a trace. I examined the rest of my face and then wished to get a square jaw, a nice 5 o'clock shadow and a rough-looking face that would make me look more like a man. Just like before it all became true, and my new face made me look like I was thirty years old.
I took things to the next level by increasing my height from 5'10" reaching all the way to 6'3", and at my current weight of 210 lbs., my body actually looked good though still undefined, but I now had the power to make myself look better than ever. I moved down to my shoulders which I widened and made into two nice football-sized mounds of muscle. Then I went to my chest were I changed those former bitch tits into two solid slabs of muscles that kept me from seeing my dick. Now for my arms. I made a muscle pose and changed those wimpy limbs of mine into arms of steel, with biceps the size of softballs on each side.
I paused for a moment and checked myself out on the mirror. There I was looking like a bodybuilding hunk from the chest up while the rest of me was laughably pathetic. I took special note of my gut. Oh, how I hated all that fat I had even when I was a sophomore, and just like that all the fat was transformed into the most amazing 8-pack of solid muscle. It looked like my stomach was paved with cobblestones.
Now I wanted to be in proportion. I began to change my lower body and started with my legs, I changed my thunder thighs into two pillars of massive muscle, while I kept my calves the same for they never had fat on them and were all muscle. I also expanded my feet to a pair of size 13 dogs.
And finally, I moved on to the main object of my transformation: my cock and balls. I got my dick in my hand and began wishing it to grow so my wimpy 2" inch dick slowly became 7" and still flaccid. Then I wanted to see it hard so I started the blood flow to my cock by stroking it and watched it grow. It passed 8", 9", 10" until it reached my ideal size of one foot long and as thick as a beer can. To adjust the proportion, I increased my balls to the size of big oranges.
Then I couldn't resist anymore. I just had to jack off to my reflection. I looked damn sexy. As I wrapped my hands around my cock, I increased them to fit the size of my new member. While I jacked off, I adjusted little things to my body from giving myself a nice happy trail from my pecs to changing my hair to the way I liked, crew cut style. I also made myself a little bit taller, topping off at 6'4". Then a powerful wave of sexual energy washed over me, and I couldn't think about anything other than how great this felt. I finally came and exploded my load all over my mirror, so much so I couldn't even see myself there. It felt so great, and just like that It reappeared.
"I see you're enjoying The Gift," he said.
"Oh my God! I love this! Thank you so much!"
"You're quite welcome. Now here is the full extent of this gift. You can now change anyone, anything, at anytime. All you have to do is wish it, and it will come true. Only if you believe they deserve this gift will they change. The only rule is that if you misuse this gift, then you will be cursed for the rest of your life with a body twice as bad as you had these two previous years."
With that, It vanished again, and I began thinking to myself, Who or what should I change next?
