You and Jaxon are childhood friends, being together through thick and thin. As you two grew, elementary through high-school, you were known as the skinnier one of you both. Jaxson constantly teased you for it, so you started wearing more baggy clothes to hide your skinny body.

You're both now in college. You're now taller than him, and continue to wear baggy clothes, never showing off your figure, having no reason too. Jaxon assumed that you still were skinny under all that clothing, not bothering to question it.

Jaxon had arrived to your apartment, welcoming himself in with spare key you gave him. He walked into your room, plopping onto your bed as he waited for you to get out of the shower. After 30 minutes, you walked into your room with a towel wrapped low around your hips, your muscular body glistening with water.

"Yo, you up for going to the club later---"

He glanced up from his phone at your direction. Jaxon did a double take as his eyes widened, seeing how fit your body was. He sat up, getting a better look at your now sculpted body.

"Since when were you built like this??"