"Please change me back!" Exclaimed Rob. "I don't want to be like this!"
"OK" replied Elena. "Just give me a second." She reached into her handbag and pulled out a old wood wand covered on strange runes and gemstone insets. Closing her eyes, the witch began to chant is a strange language that sounded vaguely like Latin. After a few moments she opened them. "Ahhhh. Very cleaver!" She touched her wand to the tape holding his new glasses together. Rob breathed a sigh of relief as he looked in the mirror and saw a healthy tan spread across his skin and he regained his former mass. In a few moments he was physically back to his old self; however, he kept his new nerdy persona and still wore the costume.
"Umm. Aren't you going to finish?" He asked Elena timidly.
"I am finished." She replied.
"But my clothes? And my....." His voice trailed off as a nerd's trademark elegance when talking to beautiful women kicked in. "I mean uh... You know.. My..." He began to blush.
"Shhhhhhh." Responded Elena in her most seductive voice. She put a finger to his lips. "I like my men to have both brawn and brain. You look good now, but I know how we can make some improvements. Follow me." She lead him around the store finally she found what she was looking for, and after muttering a few short phrases to change it's spell held up a now costume. It was a Letterman Jacket, and the patches on it showed it belonged to a serious Jock.
"Put this on." She told him.
"But won't I-" he stammered.
"Put it on." She repeated, this time more forcefully. Rob complied. Almost as soon and the jacket touched his shoulders the changes began. His slight belly one again melted away, but this time to reveal a well-formed six-pack. His extra fat melted away to be replaced with toned muscle from years of football training. He was now a serious athleat, playing something every season, and captaining most of his teams. Even before his first transformation Rob had never been much of a sports fan, but now he found he knew every rule, play, and technique. The influx of stats he now found he knew about all the latest players helped him to realize that they had progressed back to the modern era. His popularity shot through the roof. But even as his outward confidence rose, the geeky knowledge he had gained from his first change, if anything, grew as well. Sure, he noe knew the entire playbook for his High School team back to back, but his D&D knowledge also modernized to include newer editions and online MMO's such and World of Warcraft. He knew every player in the NFL, but he could also name and label every element on the periodic table. He was one of the rarest, and if discovered, most scorned type of Jock to take the field. I short, he was a closet Nerd.
Ron stared dumbfounded at the woman an new set of memories was telling him had transfered to his college and was his newest girlfriend, not sure what to make of the new life she had created for him. She smiled.
"I'd love to talk be according to my watch your supposed to meet up with your guildmates in ten minutes." She commented in order to break him out of his daze.
"Not so loud here in public!" He yelled as he glanced around to make sure no one had heard. Another batch of memories were telling him how she had discovered his secret how he was dating her to stop he from telling anyone else. Yet he knew she was the witch who caused this in the first place! "It's OK now since no one heard, but don't take risk like that. I'll pick you up at 7, OK?"
"Fine by me." She replied. "Feel fee to send someone my way. I've got some more combinations I want to try." Rob wasn't so sure if he wanted to, but he nodded anyway before he ran off to his car. He was going to have to hurry if he wanted to meet his guildmates in time.
Elena smiled to herself. This was going to be fun!
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