A couple days into their vacation on Exchange Island, Marvin still couldn’t believe it when he looked in the mirror—or down at himself. The 14-year-old, who just a few days ago had been a skinny eighth grader with a mouth full of braces, now sat shirtless in a beach chair, the sun beating down on a thick, muscular body that wasn’t his… but definitely was now.
He grinned, feeling the rough scruff of a full beard as he rubbed his jawline. “Still wild,” he murmured, his voice now deep and gravelly, with the unmistakable tone of a grown man—specifically Jason Kelce, his all-time favorite football player. Exchange Island had delivered.
His parents had warned him the resort’s signature feature was intense—everyone swapped bodies upon arrival, and the changes lasted until checkout. They thought it’d be a fun break from the ordinary. Marvin had expected to be maybe an adult, maybe someone athletic, but he never imagined waking up in the broad, hairy, powerful frame of the legendary center.
Jason Kelce’s body was massive, covered in a thick pelt of chest hair, with wide shoulders, tree-trunk legs, and arms that could probably bench a truck. Marvin hadn’t even been able to walk normally at first, let alone sit without accidentally knocking over furniture with his now-thick thighs or burly arms.
But now, a few days in, Marvin was loving it. The resort had a football beach tournament yesterday, and he’d absolutely dominated—probably a little too enthusiastically for a vacation game, but who could blame him? It wasn’t every day a middle schooler got to play as a real NFL star.
Leaning back in the beach chair, he let out a satisfied sigh. His hand rested comfortably on his stomach—rounder than expected, but strong underneath. He’d never felt more relaxed, more confident, or more cool. Kids around the resort waved at him like he was a celebrity. Adults asked him for advice on barbecuing or lifting weights. He soaked it all in.
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