I Was Wrong
Added 2019-06-27 16:00:04 +0000 UTCJust something little today as I was burned out from writing two recent longer stories and three commissions!
When the fortune teller misinterpreted my bemoaning of how the bigger guys at the gym treated me, she placed me into the body of Cody, one of the biggest douches around. He was flexing all the time and always grunting loudly with each rep, all but begging people to look in his direction. Classic attention whore - and as far from me as could possibly be. As such I wasn't optimistic about my chances of passing as one of the gym's unquestionable alpha males. I would be exposed as a fraud straight away!
Needless to say, I was wrong. I was in my element as soon as I stepped into the gym, lapping up the respect and admiration handed my way like gifts on Christmas morning. Guys and girls alike stopped in their paths to admire the hard curves of my muscles and cheeks flushed in both envy and desire as I flexed my huge biceps while lifting the heaviest dumbbells I had ever dared to touch. Those deep grunts that Cody was so synonymous with - the same ones that had irritated me so much - left my mouth without me even thinking about it. In many respects I had truly become Cody and it felt good.
As much as it was a mistake finding myself in Cody's body, it wasn't one I sought to rectify anymore.
