#doumit ghanem tf

[transformation4life]

Getting Beardy

I awoke in an office backroom with no recollection of how i got here. Something felt off as I realized I was on the ground and got up to get a footing of my surroundings. I noticed a nearby blue towel on a hanger and decided to grab it. While I went to grab it, I realized my entire arm was a lot darker than I remember causing me to look down at my entire body and come to realize I look to be in the body of someone completely different!

“What the-” I shout dropping the towel as my new deep voice became known to me. I think to myself that this must be a dream. There was no way I became this hulk of a Lebanese man overnight, but as I started touching and feeling every inch of my hairy body, as I gave my new juicy pecs a good rub, as I gave my large biceps a quick flex; I decided to ignore the supernatural origin of my stay and tried to find the nearest mirror to get a real good look at myself. I picked up my recently obtained towel and went on to look for a mirror.

I found a door and walked in hoping no was in this mysterious office building. I was buck naked in here and I didn’t want to alarm anyone even if I had a smoking hot bod. To my surprise though I found what was beyond the office backroom was a very basic one color room. I looked around the whole room only to find absolutely nothing besides the door i entered through.

“Doumit are you ready for the photoshoot?” a voice suddenly rang out, shocking me. I find the source of a voice and it’s very obviously a cameraman ready to shoot some photos. Equipment needed for a photoshoot made itself known to me as I looked to the equipment and then back to the cameraman.

“Oh and I know you’re excited, but this isn’t one of those photoshoots...” obviously making a comment at my noticeable lack of clothing. I embarrassingly apologize quickly making sure to hold the towel covering my privates more tightly with my strong hand.

“Do you know where I can find the nearest bathroom?” I ask with my new unbelievably sexy voice. The Cameraman pointing to a door that clearly wasn’t there just a couple minutes ago, but I thank him and walk over to the bathroom.

I walk into the bathroom and immediately look into my mirror. I finally got a good look at the new me. A massive bulging Lebanese hulk I was now inhabiting with the sexiest beard known to man.

“Damn I am looking good!”

After admiring myself in the mirror doing all sort of bodybuilder poses for what felt like hours, I find a pair of underwear and jeans. “This must be for the photoshoot,” I say aloud. I put the clothes on and I look just as good even in jeans. I walk out of the bathroom and the cameraman notions me over to a nearby stool and instructs me into a pose. I happily oblige and let the cameras do the rest. With each camera flash I could feel my memory jumbling and changing.

My real name is actually Doumit Ghanem.

I was always Lebanese.

I’m a hard-working Dentist.

My beard must be taken care of at all times.

Before my old self completely disappeared I remember what I did last night. I saw a shooting star and wished to become the amazing Doumit Ghanem. But that’s not important anymore I have an important job to do and it’s to finish this photoshoot as the one and only Doumit Ghanem.

After the photoshoot, the cameraman thanked me for giving him time for his magazine I was set to appear in. I always wanted to please my fans, so this was barely a problem for me. I left the building the photoshoot was in and went to my car so i drove to the nearest gym as I always have done. A quick pic to post on my social medias wouldn’t hurt right?