Two days after I spent the points. Changes started slow. Not dramatic. Not overnight superhero shit. Just enough to make me feel different when I moved.
Morning light hit the cell block again. Same rusty bars. Same damp smell. I stretched on the cot. Arms felt tighter. Shoulders a little wider. Stomach flatter. I lifted the tunic. Ran my fingers over my abs.
Six-pack. Not shredded like Kael's, but visible. Lines clear under the hair. Chest pushed out more. Arms had faint veins when I flexed. Thighs filled the pants better. Not bulky. Just solid.
I stood up. Shirt off. Looked down at myself. Hair still there. Chest hairy. Arms hairy. But the muscle underneath showed now. Cock hung heavier too. Veins more pronounced even soft.
Kael noticed first.
She was doing push-ups. Paused mid-rep. Eyes narrowed.
"What the fuck happened to you?"
I turned. Flexed my arms a little. Casual.
"Woke up feeling better."
She stood up. Walked to her bars. Looked me over slow.
"Abs. Shoulders. You weren't like that two days ago. You were soft. Now you look… decent."
I shrugged.
"Guess prison food works miracles."
She snorted.
"Bullshit. You're changing. Fast."
Lira woke up then. Silver hair messy. She sat up. Blinked. Stared.
"Hunter…"
She stood. Walked to her bars. Eyes wide.
"Your body. The lines. The veins. You look stronger."
I flexed my chest. Hair moved over the new definition.
"Yeah. Feels different too. Less jiggle. More… solid."
Lira reached through the bars. Fingers brushed my stomach. Traced an ab line.
"Hard. Warm. The hair still feels the same but… underneath. It's real muscle now."
She looked up. Green eyes bright.
"The system?"
I nodded.
"Spent some points. Appearance buffs. Minor gains converted."
Kael crossed her arms.
"Points? From what? All those handjobs through the bars?"
"Pretty much."
Lira smiled slow.
"I like it. You still look like you. Hairy. Messy. But now you look… capable."
Kael laughed low.
"Capable. Cute word for 'fuckable'."
Lira shrugged.
"He was always fuckable. Now he's fuckable and strong."
I felt my face heat. Cock twitched in the pants.
Kael stepped closer to her bars.
"Flex again. Let me see the arms."
I did. Biceps popped. Veins stood out on forearms.
She whistled.
"Not bad, hero. You might survive a real spar now."
Lira's fingers still on my abs. Tracing circles.
"Thighs too. They're thicker. I can see the outline in those pants."
I shifted. Pants tighter now.
"Yeah. Chose that one too."
Kael grinned.
"Good choice. Strong legs mean better thrusting."
Lira laughed. Soft.
"Kael!"
"What? It's true."
I pulled the tunic back down. Hid the view.
"Guards will be here soon. Cleaning duty."
Kael nodded.
"Yeah. But tonight… maybe we test how strong those new muscles are."
Lira's eyes sparkled.
"Through the bars. Or over them."
I swallowed.
"Maybe."
The guards banged on the corridor door.
"Up! Yard time! Move!"
We lined up. Chains on wrists again.
As we walked out, Kael bumped my shoulder.
"You look good, hairy. Keep it up."
Lira whispered behind me.
"I want to feel the difference. Soon."
I walked taller. Shoulders back. Abs tight under the tunic.
Prisoners in the yard stared as we passed. Whispers followed.
"The hero's changing."
"Look at his arms."
"He's filling out."
Even Scar-face glanced twice.
I didn't say anything.
Just kept walking.
Body felt better. Stronger. More real.
And the women around me noticed.
System stayed quiet.
No ping.
No quest.
Just progress.
Slow and Visible.