I woke up in a king-size bed, feeling the luxury of the soft sheets beneath me.
Stretching lazily, I got up and did some regular exercises—push-ups, sit-ups, and a few stretches to get my blood flowing.
After my routine, I headed to the shower.
The hot water felt soothing as it cascaded over my body.
I looked at my wet reflection in the mirror and couldn't help but admire what I saw.
My body was chiselled to perfection, with no scars or imperfections.
My shoulders and biceps were quite large, my abdominal muscles were finely sculpted, and my thighs felt as solid as rock.
I had always wanted this type of body in my previous life but couldn't get it due to my laziness, which constantly made me skip the gym and other workouts.
But things were different now.
I touched my body and muttered, "Oh, what a fine body it is. I wonder why women don't constantly flock around me."
