Posted Tue Jul 21, 2015 | 66 Words | Tagged story

Just a sip of strongbow forced down him started to change him. He then picked up the can and he started drinking himself. Slowly his hair tinned and shortened, and a cap placed on his head. Sunshades were placed to help dull him down.

The cocky grin showed it was working as his nerdy t-shirt morphed into an Adidas t-shirt.

He was one of us now.