She aims the gun at her father’s back and...a bright green ray shoots at her father’s body, illuminating him completely. He jumps up, turning to see his daughter with a gun in her hands.

“Honey...what are you doing? I-I-I feel...great!!”

Just then Bob’s legs seem to grow larger. His khaki pants ride up his legs, revealing his white socks underneath. His pressed shirt seems to get tighter across his body. His shoulders seem to widen, pushing out the fabric of the shirt even further. Then the three top most buttons pop off, revealing a set of pectorals that were never there before. Bob looks down at his transforming body and can only grin. His thighs have ripped open the seams of his pants ever so slightly and his wider back his caused the front of his shirt to come undone, revealing a hint of two cobblestone abs.

Amanda looks on in amazement. Before her stood her former skinny father, wearing clothing that were now easily two sizes too small. His clothing was still covering up most of his new body, but the effects of the ray gun were noticeable. “I guess we can safely assume it works” she said to herself.

“Amanda, what have you done to me? I look...fantastic! And I feel great, powerful, full of energy!”

“Well dad, I can see you do! And you indeed look fantastic. I wanted to help you out. I noticed your black eye and could only assume it was Robert who had done that to you. And this way, you can personally repay him for it. See it as an early birthday present! By the way, your black eye is gone as well...”

“Wow thanks honey! I don’t know how you did it, but it feels fantastic!” Bob said as he raised both his arms into a double biceps flex as he had seen bodybuilders do before. A noticeable bulge pushed up the fabric in his sleeves, something that was completely new to him. The expression on his face revealed his gratitude. “Wow, look at my GUNS!” he said jokingly, “I never had guns before!”

“Uhm, maybe it’s a stupid question...” Amanda asked sheepishly “but can I touch them?”

“Why of course! I’d be more than happy to. If there is anything I can do to thank you, this is the least of it” her father replied as he lowered himself towards his daughter. “Wow thanks dad, you’re the best!”

Amanda put the gun on the side table and reach out to her father’s arms with both hands. It felt like granite underneath. The fabric of her father’s shirt had a hard time not to tear.

“Here, let me get this shirt out. That makes it easier for you to feel the muscle. Besides, I am curious myself what I look like now underneath and this shirt is getting a bit cramped.”

Bob slowly undid the other three buttons of his shirt and peeled away the cotton. Both Bob as well as Amanda were astounded at what they discovered. Standing at 6ft3 now, more than half a foot larger, he had the body of a Men’s Health cover model. His best feature were his pecs; two slabs of meat with downward facing nipples. His abs were visible, but still covered in a slight layer of body fat. Then followed his arms. As he undid his shirt, he unwillingly flexed his biceps making it difficult for him to remove the shirt. But when they were finally free, he flexed them with all his might and two baseball sized muscles formed underneath his skin. “Go on, touch them..” he notified Amanda.

She happily obliged. Without the shirt her father’s muscles felt even better, even more solid. “Wow dad, I’m so happy for you! Is this the body you have always dreamed of having?”

“Well it’s close! There is still some work to do to get the body of my dreams, including a full blown six-pack, but now I have the proper basis to start from, and the right motivation. That was what always kept me down.”

“So you want more muscles?”

“Well...yeah, I can’t believe I’m about to say this, but I have always dreamed of being a bodybuilder, just like my brother. I’m jealous of him. Showing your muscles on stage, showcasing the dedication. Unfortunately I never had the proper body and motivation to pursue it, and besides...your mother hates it!”

“Well, there is a faster way to reach your ideal body...”

Just at that moment, Amanda checks to see if she still sees the ray gun laying on the side table...