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Holiday Special: The Twelve Months of Transformation

[Part 5 of 12]

May

Nick was loving his life. He loved his body. He loved how everyone treated him. He felt like a new man. Finally he seemed to get a hang of his new life and body.

But, a part of him still hung on to his old life. The fact that he was still a 35 year old man. But, instead of these two forces fighting each other, they began to balance each other out. As Nick was able to live the best of both worlds.

Although it was becoming less frequent, he still hanged out with his old friends. He drank with them, hiked, went to the beach. He kept his body fit at the gym. He did everything he did before. His body felt young and could still keep up. Of course it was still weird seeing a 50 year old man hanging out with 30 year olds.

Appearance wise, he was able to command respect. People looked up to him. And, his social life expanded as he began to hangout with his boss and his boss's wealthy friends. New opportunities were opening to him.

He was able to live as both a young man and a old man. With his friends, he was still a bro chucking down beers, eating pizza, and partying. In fact he was still the most fit out of all his friends. With his boss and new friends, he was able to relate on some aspects of being an older man. Flipping between these two sides became second nature for Nick. But, sooner or later good things come to an end.

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On the last day of Nay, at the gym, Nick was changing to get ready to leave. As two young men walked in. Nick recognized the men, as two 20 year olds that admired Nick.

"Yo, pops what's popping. Damn, you getting the bulk going." One of the young men said.

Nick hated when they guys at the gym called him pops. But, he never corrected them about his age. But, this time he was caught off gaurd, as the men were talking about his bulk.

"Damn, that's gonna be sick when you start cutting back down. You gonna be even more of a beast." The other guy proclaimed.

"Yeah, gotta get those gains." Nick replied. Still confused at what they were talking about. As the two men began to change into their workout clothes, Nick walked up to a mirror.

For the first time in two months his body had transformed again. And, not in a way he liked. His abs were gonna. His sculpted body that he worked hard on was cover in a layer of fat. Instead of the silver fox he had been these past two months, he now had a thick and somewhat strong dad bod. He still looked like a daddy. But, now just a different definition of the word.

He got dressed noticing his clothes were a bit tighter. They accentuated his small gut. He went home and explored the fat the clinged to his body. He felt parts of his body jiggle with every movement. This was a new experience for the always fit 35 year old. Did this just happened or have I been gaining weight for a while now, Nick asked himself.

His heart raced as he felt the fear of whatever is happening to him return. "No, no, no I was done transforming! This is not fair!" Nick yelled out to whatever cruel force was doing this to him, while holding his bloated stomach.

Just then his phone rang. It was the hormone specialist. "Hello, Nick I'm extremely sorry for barely getting back to you. It seems there was a lot more... um... complications in understanding what's happening to you. I'm actually surprised you haven't called in sooner." The doctor related through a concerned tone.

"Hey Doc, yeah I was actually doing well there for awhile. But, it funny that you called. My body is going through another phase of transformation." Nick said trying to hide his panic.

"Okay, I understand. I... um think it would be better to have this conversation in person. Can you please come to my office tomorrow." The doctor said calmly trying not to scare Nick.

"Yeah, that shouldn't be a problem considering I'm the boss. I'll just call out of work tomorrow." Nick stated.

Soon after that, the conversation ended. Nick wasn't even sad at this point. No, he was upset. This curse came back. It waited for him to be happy, again. And, now it's sucking the joy out of his life, again. All he could do was wait for tomorrow. He hoped the doctor had some good news. Or, at least a way to prevent things from getting worst.