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THE BLESSING OF Y'LEC
It has been a really wild day today. I was volunteering at a museum downtown, helping them clean out old archives, when I found a very interesting scrap of paper. It looked very old, perhaps from the Victorian era, but I could see some text inside it. I unfolded it and read the words.
"To all who read this: I pass to you the Blessing of Y'lec, our God of Immutable Form. From this moment of reading, you shall have until the same time upon the morrow to exercise this blessing. Focus your mind upon a trait of another, and will it to exhange with yourself, and Y'lec shall see it done. Beware! You must pass this blessing on in writing to another before the time is up, or all shall be returned to as it was!"
I felt an odd sensation wash over me, like getting chills but stronger. "Maybe time for a break," I muttered to myself. I left to go grab an early lunch. There's a small cafe with great views that I like near the museum. By great views I'm of course referring to the 3 gyms across the street in perfect view of the window. As I awaited my order, I let my eyes wander over the hunks working out. "Wish I had that guy's torso," I thought longingly. As I'd added years, I'd unfortunately added pounds as well. I looked down at my gut forlornly only to be shocked to not find it. In its place was toned abs and beefy pecs. I immediately remembered the scrap of paper. I looked at the gym and sure enough, some guy was working out, my flabby torso unmatched with his muscular arms and legs. I looked at another toned guy doing curls and concentrated on his arms. I felt my sleeves tightening as flabby arms were replaced with big biceps. My shirtsleeve strained with them. I focused on a young guy wearing a tank top, and found my clothes shifting into it. Wow, this blessing really means ANYTHING! I noticed my new torso had a bit of a tanline that matched the cut of a tank top. I definitely got why; I was already starting to think of adding them to my wardrobe.
At that point I grinned widely. The son of one of the gym owner's was walking over to the cafe. He was a little shithead, with a rich dad to make all his problems disappear. Had to admit, I was pretty jealous. As he entered, I focused my mind. I want his face, his hair, his identity. I open my eyes and look at my reflection in the cafe window. His young face and blonde hair stare back. I pulled out my wallet to find a new credit card, lots of cash, and an ID that listed me as Jeremy Angel, son of the gym owner. I stood up from my seat at the cafe, dropping a sizable tip on the table in cash, and then walked over to the gym. A cute guy in gym shorts almost ran into me as he tried to leave the gym.
"Oh, sorry Mr. Angel!" he said.
"No problem," I said aloud, but with a thought I swapped our lower haves. I felt gym shorts on me now, and looked down at my toned new legs. From the bulge in the gym shorts, my dick must have gotten an improvement too.
I entered the locker room of "my" father's gym, slipping off my tanktop and pulling out the nice new smartphone mine had upgraded to with the change. I couldn't resist a selfie.
I grinned as I saved it. This was amazing! I couldn't give up this body and life I had made, so I did one more thing on my phone. You see, to stay like this I must pass on the blessing in writing. So to each of you who reads this post, I hereby pass the Blessing of Y'lec to you! Just remember, if you want to keep your changes, you too must pass it on in writing. Happy changing, folks!