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Posted Wed Jul 1, 2015 | 404 Words | Tagged story football
I heard a knock on the door. I opened it to reveal a delivery person and I signed my name half asleep. When I closed the door and read my name on the package I wondered what it could be. It felt soft and possibly some clothing but I couldn’t remember ordering anything.
I opened it up and pulled out the item. It was a Newcastle United football t-shirt. I wasn’t in to sports at all, so I wondered why was this even sent to me. I checked inside for any indication of who this was meant for, but there was nothing.
I released it from it’s plastic seal considering there was no way to send the thing back to the sender and saw on the back it has my last name printed on, so there was no way I could send it back.
I held it up to my body, but sadly it looked to be too small for me to wear, so I couldn’t even use it.
I just noticed something smelt funny in the air, and I sniffed the t-shirt to wonder if it was that. It was and the scent it was giving off was fowl dried sweat. The item wasn’t new and I wanted to pull my nose away from it, but my body denied my request and pushed it closer.
I tasted the shirt and felt a spark travel through me. I put the shirt down and ran towards the bathroom as my insides felt as though they were going to explode and throw up everywhere. Instead, I felt the urge to urinate, so I faced the toilet and let it out. Within seconds I felt my stomach being pushed and my bones creak, and I desperately tried to keep it in the toilet.
It finally stopped and I looked at my body. It was definitely a lot smaller and I wondered if I would fit into the shirt now. It fit like a glove, but once it was on I had to pee again, this time I felt something different. The fat in my muscles was leaving but the shirt’s sweat was drying into me, filling my muscles with testosterone and growing, although staying the same size.
Once I finished, and it must have been at least 5 minutes, I walked towards my full length mirror and admired myself. I couldn’t wait for the game later on.