While I waited for a reply I opened locker 39 and started to undress. Pulling off the vest, I wiped the sweat from my body; I took a sniff, a strong and potent aroma filled my nostrils. "Fuck I need a shower," I muttered as I removed the remainder of my clothes.
I stood there naked, yet completely confident with my body as Jake left the showers. "Hey Ross, can I borrow your deodorant?"
"Why don't you get some of your own? You're always using mine," I moaned and reached into the locker grabbing the can. I turned and lobbed it at him.
He caught it and grinned. "Because you've always got the good shit, and I like the smell," he replied spraying his whole body. "Hey, is this your usual stuff?"
"Trying something new, what do you think?" My phone buzzed in my locker, "Better late than never," I murmured.
"Dunno, it's got a weird, sweet smell," he replied spraying himself again. "Heads up," Jake called as he returned the can. I caught it giving him a sour look and dropped it in my bag.
After flipping through the numerous 'likes' from my latest post I found the private message; it was from Harry. 'Whoa, you scored big time. That is you right?"
I chuckled and typed a reply. 'Yeah, it's me. You like it? Picked him up a Regan's.'
I looked over at Jake, who was sitting on the bench his head cupped in his hands. I walked over and sat next to him. "You feeling ok Jake?"
He muttered something, barely audible. I nodded knowingly and opened Instagram again. Grabbing him by a handful of hair I pulled his head up, he looked tired and drained. Snapping a picture I replied to Harry's private message with the Jake's portrait. 'Jake wants to meet you, get intimate maybe.' I typed and hit send.
The reply came quickly. 'I'm there, Regan's right?'

It was time to become Ross--completely.
I pulled at his mouth, rolling his thick bull neck into place and hooked his chin over mine. Reaching around the back of my head I found the corners of his mouth and pulled. My ears popped inside, I traced my fingers around his lip and it over the top of my head.
Darkness, the sense of being suffocated. I tried to breath and gasped. My fingers traced my face, I pulled at a protrusion, snapping it over my nose, then my ears; left and right. I seated the lips over my own--I know I didn't have much time, with quick fingers I pushed and pulled at Ross's features making sure they aligned with my own. Finally I swept may hands over my scalp checking for wrinkles or snags. The short cropped hair felt perfect.
I slowly blinked and Ross's cool blue eyes starred back at me. I had no time to admire my new identity before the rage hit me strong. My whole body, spasmed, shaking--I grabbed onto the bench desperate to steady myself. This was the last of the transformation. I squeezed my eyes shut as hot flames whipped through my body; changing me on the inside, fusing me tighter than before with Ross's body and mind--this was a one way trip. My body reconfigured itself, regressing in age, changing and replicating what was once Ross's internal organs. Then the flames extinguished, I blinked and looked in the mirror again. I was Ross Goodman through to the core, cut me open, blood test, nothing would reveal the loss and rebirth that happened this night.
I was Ross, I knew everything about him. I took the choker from the bench and secured it around my neck. Slipping on his gym gear and beanie I returned to the weight room to test out my new strength.
I pumped heavier and heavier weights, my body performed; muscle flexed and swelled under the punishment. Jake was watching me as I flexed in the mirrors, muscles swollen with blood.
~~~

My thoughts were broken by a repeated knocking on the back door. Grabbing a towel I wrapped it around myself and open the fire exit.
"Holly crap, is that you?" Harry exclaimed.
"Yeah, call me Ross," I replied.
He walked in not taking his eyes off me. "Damn, can I be Ross?"
I laughed, "No, it's not possible, I'm Ross now. There's no going back for me now. But for Jake it's only temporary," I explained. "He's just a suit, I can restore him anytime."
"So where is this guy?" Harry asked. I took him around the corner, and his eyes grew wide when he saw the unconscious Jake. "Holly mother of... he's huge--and hairy, and kinda old."

I looked at Harry, a tall and lanky teenager the same age as the new me. "Thought you might enjoy being a bear," I told him with a smirk. "Besides he's the only other guy here tonight."
Harry rested his hand on Jake's furry pecs. "But he's so big."
I grinned. "He's a family man as well. Married with a son--our age."
"Wow! He doesn't look that old."
"If you want something younger to play around in, try his boy." I found Jake's phone and showed Harry a picture.

"I know him," Harry exclaimed, "that's Curtis. He goes to my school."
"Our school," I added.
"He's such a player, loads of girls always following him around. Fucker! I hate him."
"Hate him enough to want to be him?"
"You can do that? Fuck yes, how quickly?"
I grinned. "Give it a week or so, enjoy yourself being Jake. Push this kid around a bit, give him some grizzly chores," I told him.
"I'm in, how do I get inside this guy?"
I showed him how to stretch Jake's mouth and helped him climb inside the hairy bear of a man.
He pulled Jake's face over his own and paused for a moment. "The body spray," he asked in a deep gravelly voice. "That's what changed him, right?"
"You got it."
"I knew there was something different about it," he muttered.
"Harry, don't lose yourself. Remember who you really are."
He shook his head and blinked a couple of times, "Right," he muttered. He looked at his reflection in the mirror and flexed. "One hell of body, don't you think?"
I chuckled. "Not bad for an old man."
He turned and raised an eyebrow, "Show some respect for you elders," he growled, "I'm old enough to be your father."
"Sure, whatever," I replied with a laugh. He scowled at me, and I felt my knees weaken. "Sorry sir."
He laughed out loud, a bellowing sound that echoed around the room. "Yeah, with the help of Jake this fatherly thing is a piece of cake."
"Shit, you fucking scared me," I whispered.
"Was easy, Jake's a big man," he replied as he got dressed. I pulled on Ross's street clothes and we left the gym together. "I appreciate what you're doing for me--Ross."

"No worries." I handed him the can of deodorant, "When you've had enough fun being the father figure, ground Curtis and spray him with this. He'll be a skin like Jake in twenty minutes."
"Then I pull off He-man, and get inside Curtis--just the same way?"
"You got it. When you do the swap, give me a call," I slap Jake's massive pecs, "because I want some of that family man. And not just for the muscle, he's got a hot wife as you probably know."
In the parking lot, we parted. Jake returned to his family in his expensive saloon. Whereas I returned to Ross's apartment on the school's campus in his pickup.
I slipped into Ross's routine; studies, working out, parties and sports while I waited for Jake's call.

“去***，”我嘀咕道，“我喜欢在里根健身中心的这些深夜活动——有史以来最好的健身房。”我在Instagram上拍了照片，并给我的朋友哈利加了标签。【图片】

在我等待回复的时候，我打开了39号储物柜，开始脱衣服。脱下背心，我擦去身上的汗水；我嗅了嗅，一股浓烈的香味充满了我的鼻孔。“***，我需要一个淋浴，“我喃喃自语，因为我脱下了我剩下的衣服。我一丝不挂地站在那里，但当杰克离开浴室时，我对自己的身体完全自信。“嗨，罗斯，我能借你的除臭剂吗？”“你为什么不自己弄点？你总是用我的，”我呻吟着，伸手到储物柜里抓罐子。我转身向他扔去。他抓住它，咧嘴一笑。“因为你总是有好东西，我喜欢这种味道，”他喷着全身回答道。“嘿，这是你平时的东西吗？”“尝试一些新东西，你觉得怎么样？”我的手机在我的储物柜里嗡嗡作响，“迟到总比不到好，”我低声说道。“不知道，它有一种奇怪的甜味，”他回答说，又喷了自己一次。“抬起头来，”杰克一边归还罐头一边喊道。我发现它正恶狠狠地看着他，于是把它放进了我的包里。在浏览了我最新帖子的大量“赞”后，我发现了这条私信；是哈利发来的。哇，你大获成功。是你吗？”我笑着打了一个回复。是的，是我。你喜欢吗？带他去了一家瑞根餐厅。我看了看杰克，他正坐在长凳上双手托着头。我走过去坐在他旁边。“你感觉还好吗，杰克？”他咕哝了些什么，几乎听不见。我会意地点点头，再次打开Instagram。我抓住他的一把头发把他的头拉了起来，他看起来疲惫不堪。我用杰克的肖像回复了哈里的私人信息。杰克想见你，也许是亲密接触。我输入并点击发送。回信很快就来了。“我在那里，里根是对的，”

是时候完全变成罗斯了。我拉着他的嘴，滚动到他的厚牛脖子的地方，勾住我的下巴。达到我的后脑勺，我发现他的嘴角，拉。我的耳朵弹出里面，我跟踪他的嘴唇，它在我的头顶我的手指。黑暗，窒息感。我试着呼吸，喘息着。我的手指沿着我的脸，我拉着一个突起，啪的一声盖住我的鼻子，然后是我的耳朵；左和右。我坐在我自己的嘴唇上-我知道我没有太多的时间，我用手指快速推拉罗斯的特征，确保它们与我自己的对齐。最后，我用手扫过我的头皮，检查是否有皱纹或阻碍。短发感觉很完美。我慢慢地眨了眨眼睛，罗斯冷静的蓝眼睛盯着我。在愤怒强烈地打击我之前，我没有时间去欣赏我的新身份。我的整个身体，痉挛着，颤抖着——我抓住长凳，拼命稳住自己。这是最后一次转变。当炽热的火焰席卷我的身体时，我紧闭双眼；改变我的内心，把我和罗斯的身体和思想融合得比以前更紧密——这是一次单向的旅行。我的身体重新配置了自己，在年龄上倒退，改变并复制了曾经是罗斯的内脏。然后火焰熄灭了，我眨了眨眼，又照了照镜子。我是彻头彻尾的罗斯·古德曼，把我切开，验血，什么都不会揭示今晚发生的失去和重生。我是罗斯，我知道他的一切。我从长凳上取下项链，系在脖子上。我穿上他的健身装备和无檐帽，回到举重房测试我的新力量。我举起越来越重的重量，我的身体在表演；肌肉在惩罚下弯曲和膨胀。杰克看着我在镜子里弯曲，肌肉因充血而肿胀。~~~

我的思绪被后门反复的敲门声打断了。我抓起一条毛巾裹住自己，打开消防通道。“霍利废话，是你吗？”哈利惊呼道。“是的，叫我罗斯，”我回答。他走进来，眼睛一直盯着我。“该死，我能成为罗斯吗？”我笑，“不，这不可能，我现在是罗斯。我已经没有回头路了。但对杰克来说，这只是暂时的，”我解释道。“他只是一套衣服，我随时可以还原他。”“那么这个家伙在哪里？”哈利问。我把他带到拐角处，当他看到昏迷的杰克时，眼睛睁得大大的。“霍利的母亲...他很大，毛茸茸的，还有点老。”【图片】

我看着哈利，一个又高又瘦的少年，和新的我一样大。“我想你可能会喜欢当一只熊，”我傻笑着告诉他。"此外，他是今晚这里唯一的另一个人."哈利把手放在杰克毛茸茸的胸肌上。“但是他这么大。”我咧嘴一笑。“他也是一个有家室的人。已婚，有一个儿子——我们的年龄。”“哇！他看起来没那么老。”"如果你想找些更年轻的人玩，试试他的男孩。"我找到了杰克的手机，给哈里看了一张照片。【图片】

“我认识他，”哈利喊道，“那是柯蒂斯。他在我的学校上学。”“我们学校。”我补充道。“他是个如此出色的球员，很多女孩总是围着他转。混蛋。我讨厌他。”“恨他到想成为他吗？”“你能做到吗？***是的，多快？”我咧嘴一笑。“给它一周左右的时间，享受成为杰克的快乐。把这个孩子推来推去，给他一些灰色的杂务，”我告诉他。“我进去了，我怎么才能进入这家伙的身体？”我教他如何张开杰克的嘴，并帮他爬进一个男人的长毛熊体内。他把杰克的脸拉到自己的脸上，停了一会儿。“身体喷雾，”他用低沉沙哑的声音问道。“这就是改变他的原因，对吗？”“你猜对了。”“我就知道有什么不同，”他嘀咕道。“哈利，不要迷失自己。记住你到底是谁。”他摇了摇头，眨了几下眼睛，“好吧，”他嘀咕道。他看着镜子里的自己，然后弯下腰。“身材真好，你不觉得吗？”我笑了。“对一个老人来说还不错。”他转过身，扬了扬眉，“对你的长辈表示点尊重，”他咆哮道，“我的年龄足以做你的父亲。”“当然，无论如何，”我笑着回答。他怒视着我，我觉得我的膝盖变弱。“对不起先生。”他笑出声来，咆哮的声音在房间里回荡。“是的，在杰克的帮助下，这种父爱是小菜一碟。““妈的，你***吓到我了，”我小声说。“很简单，杰克是个大个子。”他一边穿衣服一边回答。我穿上罗斯的休闲服，我们一起离开了健身房。“我很感激你为我做的一切——罗斯。”

“不用担心。”我递给他一罐除臭剂，“当你已经玩够了父亲的角色，地面柯蒂斯和喷他这个。再过二十分钟，他就会像杰克一样皮肤白皙了。”"然后我干掉希曼，进入柯蒂斯的身体——用同样的方法？"“你猜对了。当你做了交换，给我打电话，“我拍杰克的大胸肌，”因为我想要一些家庭的男人。不仅仅是肌肉，你可能知道他有一个火辣的妻子。”在停车场，我们分手了。杰克开着他那辆昂贵的轿车回到了家人身边。而我坐罗斯的皮卡车回到了他在学校校园里的公寓。我溜进了罗斯的套路；在我等杰克电话的时候，学习，健身，聚会和运动。