Posted Sat Jun 20, 2015 | 348 Words | Tagged story

It was my favourite time of the week, time for the Math club! It was the one time a week where I could be with people who actually used their brains and not waste thousands of years of evolution over just playing sports all day.

The room was empty when I got to the usual meeting room which was odd as I usually ended up being held up by one of the dumbos on the way. In the room however was a chair in the middle of the room with just a remote sitting on it for some reason. I sat down on the chair and picked up the remote. It felt like it was just a standard remote, so there was no harm with it.

I pressed the on button to see if it would do and I felt an electric shock jolt itself through my arrm which was holding the remote and up to my head. It was quite intense and lasted around 5 seconds of excruciating pain.

Where am I? Errrmmmm, I don’t remember. My mind just felt foggy and sleepy. Maths maybe? But I don’t know anything about maths. I saw a bag on the table pushed up against the wall which looked familiar, but it surely wasn’t mine? Was it?

I opened it to find on top a jockstrap. Of course this is mine! Duhh, I was really dumb at times. I pulled off whatever I was wearing, but it was some kind of clothes. When the jockstrap was in place, it felt right and my body knew it was right.

I felt a pain in my stomach area and then it grew outwards. I looked at my body and it was thinning with every breath. After staring for a little while, musicle started showing and growing through. But this was my body right?

The next item in the bag was my hoody that I placed over my head.

“Oi Mic! Get out here! Practice starts in 5 minutes!” I heard someone shout.

Mic? That was my name right? Yeah of course duhhh