He was my best friend. I spent every spare minute with him, hanging out. He had this amazing ability to make me laugh even when I was angry at him. He...didn’t feel the same way about me as I did him. At least it never seemed to be the case. We had never talked about being more than friends but he never flirted with me or let on that he found me attractive so I was resigned to unrequited love. I walked from the supermarket to Spencer’s place. It was a cold winter’s Saturday night in Melbourne.. Girly, even, but there was muscle definition to his armthat there hadn't been before. If he flexed, he could see his bodyresponding. "Before yoga, I spent a lot of the workout focusing on myarms, didn't I?" He let his voice trail off, eyes gaping in awe. With thelittle sample of that transformative soda, he'd gotten more of a resultthan he had in weeks of working out. He stared at his arm, flexing it afew times to see if it vanished like the fur had. It didn't. "...holyshit." In another moment,. More

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