App of Change

Matt looked at himself in the mirror, he had just moved into his university halls room and was about to step out and meet his new flat mates, he had been very careful to avoid them when he was moving in.

Starting university in a new town was a time that many students took to reinvent themselves, after all no one knew them. The same was true for Matt, he had come from a small little farming village in Wales to London, and he could now be who ever he wanted.

You would assume that that would just involve changing his style, but Matt had more in store, he had found an app that allowed him to change and improve himself and he was going to make himself the best person he could be.

Stripping down to just his boxers he loaded the app on his phone and took a photo, automatically uploading all of his details in the process. His fingers tapped wildly as he changed his stats, he upgraded his body, making it more muscular and good looking, he also gave himself a big cock to reflect his new body.

Then came the mental changes, coming from Wales most people just assumed he was an avid rugby fan and player, and he did watch rugby but only so he could check out all the guys, he was always kind of nerdy and avoided any sports. Typing into the app he gave himself near professional level rugby skills and a confident personality, he was going to rule this campus by the time he finished his degree.

He through long and hard before changing his sexuality from gay to bisexual, he wanted to experience everything university had to offer after all, and becoming a rugby lad had always been a fantasy of his, he couldn’t wait to be surrounded by all the strong confident rugby players, going out looking for girls and boys with them every weekend. Matt quietly considered making the whole team bisexual if they had any problems with him.

Looking over the stats one last time he smiled before clicking enter and feeling his body and mind transform. He smiled at himself in the mirror and gave a small flex before opening the door to his room and stepping out to meet his flat mates, and with his new confident personality he didn’t even care that he never put any clothes on.