When Jon's head clear, he suddenly felt very naked. He reached to cover his crotch, but found he was wearing a tiny yellow Speedo. Nothing else, though.
Looking down at his body, he saw that he now had a smooth, strong torso and a rather lanky build. He had a swimmer's body, which made sense, becuase standing by the side of the pool, it was clear he was a swimmer.
"Swimmers, take your marks," came a voice over the loudspeaker. Jon felt his head and was wearing a swimmer's cap and a pair of goggles on his forehead.
"Swimmers, take your marks," came the announcement again. Jon looked around and there was a whole row of swimmers standing on the starting blocks staring at him.
OK, I guess I'm going to be swimming, Jon thought as he stepped onto the starting block and pulled his goggles over his eyes.
The tone sounded and Jon dove into the water, breaking into a perfectly executed breaststroke. Jon couldn't believe the strength and power he felt pushing through the water. He never thought anyone could swim this fast!
Jon pushed as hard as this body could for four laps until he reached the end and climbed out of the pool, his muscles still firing after the intense swim.
"Congrats, mate," said another wet swimmer as he came up and hugged Jon. "Second place, that's your best finish of the year."
"Oh, thanks," replied Jon, and was surprised to hear that he was speaking with an Australian accent.
"Now, come on, let's pop in the hot tub before the 100," said the other swimmer.
