Before I received my magical powers, I was just an average twenty-two year old guy, living alone, with an unremarkable face, body and life. All that changed after I met the celestial being who gifted me with the incredible powers to transform myself, anyone, or anything, in any way I wanted.

Of course, the first thing I did, was to transform my body from weakling to muscleman. It was an incredible elation at first, but I soon got bored with flexing my huge muscles in front of the mirror. So then I remembered the hot pizza delivery guy and transformed myself into him. I had great fun jerking myself off in that beautiful body, for at least half an hour, and then I got bored and tried again. I tried out a few hot male celebrities, and then even a few female ones. Then, once I became tired of transforming myself, I started transforming my apartment, firstly into a bigger apartment, then into a penthouse, then into mansion, then into a palace, and finally a private island! Next, I discovered to my delight that I could split myself into separate different versions of myself, and transform each version differently. Well, you can imagine the fun I had with that!

This kind of stuff kept me/us busy for a few days, but finally I was bored again. Now, I wanted to see how I could transform the rest of the world. So I decided to leave the confines of my sprawling private island and return to reality, at least for a while.

I started off by visiting my Aunt Celia’s house with my parents for Celia’s fiftieth birthday party. That day, I had decided to be a six-foot tall blonde muscle boy. I was amused by the slightly confused look on my relative’s faces when they saw me. However, thanks to the magic, they couldn’t quite work out why I looked so different.

“Have you changed your hair?” asked my Dad.

“Yeah, something like that,” I said, peering down at him from my new lofty height.

The ‘party’ was an immediate disappointment, mostly involving sitting around with my dull old relatives, talking in Celia’s living room, while an unremarkable buffet was served by my poor little cousin Jake.

Jake came over and offered me some cookies. I asked him how he was doing, and he said he was OK, but then he started to moan about his upcoming exams, and how Celia had forced him to serve all this food while she just sat around. He had always been so gentle and shy, and I couldn’t help but feel sorry for him being trapped in such a dull life with his domineering mother. I looked at him, and his scrawny teenage body, and I knew immediately that he should be the first one to benefit from my transformation gifts.

I thought he looked a bit like a waiter, standing there with the tray of cookies. This gave me an inspiration, not only in how to transform Jake, but how to spice up the party.

I clicked my fingers, and in an instant, the old Jake was gone. He was now a topless waiter – a confident and handsome grown man, with a muscular body that he was proud to show off. I clicked my fingers again, and the dull party in an urban house became a soirée in a mansion. My relatives were all now dressed in glittery garb, suitable for the billionaire status that I had just imposed upon them.

“Drink sir?” asked Jake with a smile.

“Yes please,” I said, taking a drink from the tray.

Part of my magical powers included the ability to create a backstory for my transformations that everyone else believed to be true. I already knew Jake’s new backstory, but I thought it would be fun to hear it from him.

“So why would a billionaire playboy like yourself stoop to dressing as a topless waiter?” I asked him.

Jake laughed. “I thought it would be fun to surprise the guests! Besides, you know me, any excuse to show off my muscles!” He held the tray with one hand and flexed his sizeable bicep with the other arm.

“You and me both!” I replied, and I pulled up my sleeve and flexed my own massive arm back at him.

“Damn, cousin!” said Jake with admiration. “I’ve spent so many hours in the gym but you’ve always had the bigger arms. How do you do it?”

“Keeping pumping the iron and you’ll get there,” I said with a wink.

Then I took the drink, and walked away, leaving him to enjoy his new body and life.