I’m mid–set on the lat pulldown when I realize my voice sounds wrong — softer, amused — and the mirror shows my face on someone else’s body. I shrug, pull down, and grin into the camera: “I love a thick one… a real thick one.” The clip is goofy, seductive and totally me, but with curves I never had before; I finish the set, hips swaying, and laugh at how natural it feels to own this new frame.

By the time I upload it — half as a joke, half as a flex — people can’t stop rewinding: a man in a woman’s silhouette, mouthing a line gym bros whisper, all with my messy, unapologetic face. The comment chain turns into a craze, and suddenly I’m the accidental pioneer of a weird, flirty genre; I keep training, keep teasing the audience, and keep learning how to move like someone else while still sounding exactly like me.