Transcript<br />Ian and his friend, Ben, had gone down to a newly opened gym. It was summer break and the two felt like it was time to put in some training before school reopened. Looking around the place, they were impressed with the lineup of latest fitness machines and gear. The one thing that caught their attention though, were the girls...in fact, besides them, the other gym goers all seemed to be women...<br /><br />Thinking nothing of it, the pair chose a quiet corner to begin their workout with a quick warmup. Ben being the more fit of the two, decided to let Ian go first, taking the role of a spotter as Ian was left to lift a hefty pair weights.<br /><br />Lying down on the warm bench, Ian gulps as he stares at the massive weights hanging off each end of the barbell hovering over him. His mind began to swarm with doubts on whether weight-lifting was a good idea, could he even lift the damn thing off the rack in the first place? Swallowing hard as he wraps his arms around the cold metal grip, Ian grunts as the full weight of the barbells weigh down on his body, his long, unkempt hair blocking his vision and tickling his head uncomfortably, he really needed to cut his hair.<br /><br />Ben chuckled as he watched his friend instantly begin to struggle not even a minute into the exercise, his eyes clenched hard in concentration as he went past his third rep. "C'mon bud! I'm sure you'll be able to hit five by the time we swap over...if you can even see your own arms, ahah!" Unable to do anything more than grunt in response to Ben's taunts, Ian lifts the weight once more, not noticing the steam beginning to emanate from his simmering body as he continues pushing.<br /><br />By now, Ben had noticed the alarming amount of steam beginning to pour from Ian, his shaky reps steadily coming together into a rhythm as his body begins to pulsate and change with each successful rep. Ben couldn't believe his eyes as he continued to gawk at his friends contorting body as it pulses and pumps with change.<br /><br />Going past the fifth rep, Ian's once spindly arms begin to bulk up as thin yet powerful layers of muscle begin to grow into place alongside supple fat, giving them a curved, slender quality that went well with his now small, rounded shoulders and rapidly shifting torso, the pudgy overweight pot belly flattening into a well-toned stomach with defined lines where soft, tender muscle lay beneath tender skin, the heat seemingly vaporizing Ian's body hair while rapidly removing excess fat across his body while cleansing his skin of all blemishes.<br /><br />Marking the tenth rep as Ian lift's the weight off of him with a soft grunt, Ben could no longer stay silent as the sight of Ian's messy, overgrown crop of black hair exploding outwards into a silky mane of soft black hair in a neat bob cut that framed the now unfamiliar face beneath spurred him to his feet, reaching out to stop his changing friend. "H-hey dude? Y-You've gotta sto-OW!" Ian's steaming body wasn't just for show, he was so hot it bordered on scalding water as Ben fell backwards, rubbing his bright red palms, helplessly looking on as his friend continues his reps, oblivious to his now altered form as the tight fitting tank top pulses with life; the flat pectorals inflating with fat and flesh to form a pair of modest breasts wrapped up tight as the outlines of puffy inverted nipples rub up against the fabric. He was becoming a girl!<br /><br />By the time Ben got off the floor, the changes affecting Ian had rendered him unrecognizable; each rep accompained by cute feminine gasps as the newly formed girl rises off the bench, the formerly loose black pants now hugging her widened hips, emphasizing the curvature of her peachy bubble butt, leading to curvy yet muscled thighs pulsing with strength, the outlines of a cameltoe snuggled warmly between them where a former bulge once stood as she straightens her back, soft skin slick with sweat. small, almond shaped eyes shut tight in concentration, her soft plump lips squeezed into a cute pout as a bright red blush spreads across her rosy cheeks. The Ian of old could barely lift five reps, yet here this girl was, going well past the twenty mark and still going strong, was Ian even in there anymore?<br /><br />Tapping the girl's shoulder, Ben was surprised at how warm and soft they were as she recoiled in shock, yelping an adorable "Kyah!" as she loses concentration, toppling forward while barely hanging on to the barbells, giving Ben a good look at her amazingly plump rear, the rounded melons jiggling with her movement as she turns around to face him, a brilliant blue eye staring right at Ben as beads of sweat trickle down her shapely chin and onto her breast. &nbsp;"W-what did you do that for? Just say my name next time Ben, I almost dropped this thing!" huffing, the girl sits back down, wiping down the sweat stained barbells with a sigh.<br /><br />"I-I'm sorry, it's just...wait, don't you feel anything wrong Ian? Like your uhh...chest?" Blushing furiously as she drops the weights back onto the rack, she flicks Ben across the forehead with her dainty fingers, manicured nails scraping his skin. "Ow, what was that for?" Stomping off for the exit , 'Ian' turned to look back at Ben right before she turned the corner, a dissapointed frown across her face. "The nerve of you seriously! Nina! It's Nina! Talk about musclebrained, ill see you outside...sheesh!" With that, Nina pushed open the doors, leaving Ben dumbstruck with a hand across his head.<br /><br />She'd only started going out with Ben recently after the two had met as first years, hitting things off in an instant. She knew him to be abit of horndog after all, she'd slept with him the night she'd confessed. Unable to hold back as his rough hands met her supple body, her loins still tingled with excitement whenever she thought back to that exciting night but she wished he'd have more self control, then again she was somewhat at fault too, being so engrossed in her workout she could've missed him calling her name.<br /><br />But what was that about? Calling her Ian?...maybe she ought to ask Ben if anything was up, she'd noticed him looking stressed out recently...she could wear that old one piece nightwear she wore to bed with him that night....that could jog his memory!<br />Transcript End<br /><br />The alternate POV to the first Gym cap is up, had abit of a delay after clearing Halo Infinite on legendary. If you like my work, or just want to leave feedback, drop a comment down below!<br /><br />Image by Jonsun :&nbsp;<a class="external" href="https://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?https://www.pixiv.net/en/users/60182">www.pixiv.net/en/users/60182</a>