Computer Generated

Boy, did Kevin pick the wrong guy to insult when he laughed at Mark for being a musclebound moron. Mark's got a computer that can change people without them even knowing, and he's ready to get his revenge: by turning Kevin into his ultimate fantasy man.

Warning: contains revenge, mind transformation, muscle growth and hot man on man sex.

Excerpt from the book:

"Uhhhh... where the hell am I?"

I felt like I had the worst hang over. I could hear this subtle beeping, which tapered off as I woke up. My brain was swimming, and I couldn't figure out where I was or what I was doing there. The first thing that greeted my groggily opening eyes were my pants and underwear down around my ankles. Also, I was shirtless. I tried to pull up my pants, but my arms wouldn't budge from behind my back. I could feel rope chafing into my wrists. I tried to untie myself, but only succeeded in making myself slouch further on the wooden chair I was seated on. The last thing I could remember before I woke up was leaving school after working late on a chem lab assignment. I heard a soft tapping sound, like typing on a keyboard, and I slowly raised my eyes.

To the right of me, maybe a few feet away, was a tall, overly buff dude with short clipped blond hair. He was sitting in front of a computer screen, typing slowly, his back muscled like a tree trunk. I couldn't see much of his screen, but it looked like he was editing something in Word or some other word processor. I could just make out the words: "Kevin will wake up now."

In front of me was a full length mirror. The way it was angled, I couldn't see the guy's face, so still didn't know who it was. All I could see was myself in the mirror: tall, thin, and lanky, with my arms pinned behind my back. My shoulder length brown hair was unruly and mop-like, as if I'd been in a tussle. As far as I could tell, my baby-like face seemed unharmed.