Jump

-'' Come on son you have to jump sometime, just do it. What about that man?''

- ''No thanks dad, I won't let my first ''jump'' be some average boring guy with a beer gut.''

-'' Hahaha yeah, I get that I was also nervous about who I should choose the first time I ''jumped'' but you're just picky son. Take the next one who walks around the corner below us and then jump, alright? Your mother is waiting for us with dinner so we have to hurry.''

- ''Yeah maybe was dad right maybe I should ''just'' do it.''

Let me explain my dad and me and the rest of the family from his side are all gifted with this special power to physically possess other people. Comes in handy with all kinds of things from education, to career and even business opportunities. It's the key to my family's success, so there is a little pressure to continue this family tradition. The only catch is that to activate the power we have to ''literally'' jump from above into somebody! And if you miscalculate then well it's kinda game over. And my fear of heights also doesn't help either.

-'' Wake up, son! You're going to jump into that guy, remember timing is everything!''

-'' Huh?!'' I responded, then I looked down at the alley seeing the man he meant. ''Jesus dad that guy is huge! You want me to jump into him?!''

-'' Why not? The bigger the target the less likely you're to miss it and smash into the ground you should be happy. And better looking than this fellow, you won't find them here anytime soon .''

Dad was right, it was now or never I stepped on the edge of the wall looking far below ... (oh God why am I doing this?!) looking at the guy I was going to jump into. I have to calm down I have to time this right! ''1,2....3!!!!!

-Oh God watch out!!! I shouted to the guy below me.

''Huh?''

He looked above but it was already too late before he could even respond I smashed into his head and sank into him.

-’’ Son are you okay?!’’ My dad shouted from above.

I opened my eyes looking down at two heavy mountains of flesh instead of my old chest that was just flat. My arms were inflated like balloons with lots of tattoos!

‘’Damn I’m buff dad!’’

...

"Wait..is that my voice?

It sounds so weird. It even deeper than your's dad!"

I started flexing. It felt so strangely good. My legs were so much bigger and I feel like I take so much space now! It was like walking around in some kind of muscle suit that had been attached to my body.

-’’ Well done boy I told you you could do it!’’ My dad said while running to me. He jumped into my arms.

‘’Wow dad you’re so light or I’m I so strong hahaha.’’

- Hahaha, you’re son you’re, look how tight your clothes are!

He was right they are tight muscles bulging against the fabric and filling out the pants in a way most men could only dream about. It felt good being so muscular, more so than he ever could have dreamed.

- Now let’s go home your mother is waiting for us for dinner she will be in total shock when she sees you, she will be so proud.

- ‘’I know dad I hope she made enough dinner because this body needs a lot of it.’’

We walked back home but it wasn’t the same, I wasn’t the same, I was now a jumper and I can’t wait to jump again. Who should I choose next!