Give him a few more weeks of mind-bending hypnosis therapy and the bone-craving animal won’t even remember how to respond with anything more than ‘WOOF!’

The wrestling team crowded round me. I was terrified, they were really strong and I had no chance of escape. I didn’t do anything to upset them, why would I? That would be beyond stupid.
Then the team captain, Bruce stepped forward and grinned at me. I looked towards what he was holding in his hands and it was a wrestling singlet, a completely white singlet like they wore for practice.
As if on cue, the team grabbed hold of me and started removing my clothing. I wriggled and tried to fight it, but it was no use, I just didn’t have the strength.
Once naked they stopped and the next thing I see is Bruce putting the singlet through my legs and pushing it up to my body. Oh god, I secretly loved the material and it was hard not to get a boner at it. I just hoped it wouldn’t make my experience worse.
Trying to block things out, I felt the straps slap onto my shoulders and I was dropped to the floor. Eurgh, the material felt tight against my body, and I looked into Bruce’s eyes and felt myself drift from the lovely vivid eyes that filled my vision.
I woke up on my bed. I stretched and felt my body, I was wearing my singlet to bed. Must have been really tried after practice. I got up and looked in the mirror. Something was off. I was sure my muscles were bigger or something. My face was looking different too, but I just couldn’t put my finger on what it could be.
I want these…
Dwayne’s work as a model has been going great. Granted he occasionally remembers who he used to be, but all it takes is a quick session with the headphones and then he’s back to doing whatever the director asks.

Don’t worry boy, Coach is really a nice guy and all he wants is for you to give your best. So will you join us?

David hadn’t noticed when he started to watch football with his Dad and brother every Sunday.
He hadn’t noticed when they started to only wear jock straps instead of clothes.
He hadn’t noticed when they switched our beer and pizza for chicken and a protein shake.
He hadn’t noticed when they started to lift weights as they watched.
Now he’ll never notice what a dumb jock he’s turned into.

I saw a baseball cap outside my front door just as I was coming in. It was a bit odd considering I was not expecting anything like this, and it was probably just some silly kids. I picked it up expecting some prank or something, but nope just a hat laying outside.
I went to my bathroom to freshen up as it had been a long day of work. I realised I was still holding onto the cap and so I wondered if I could put it on. I decided to put it on backwards just for a laugh.
As soon as it was on my head felt a bit funny, I saw my eyes glow a different colour and my brain slowed down. I felt a massive pain in my face as my face changed shape and looking in the mirror, the face was slightly familiar. I noticed a bit of stubble, but it was the wrong colour. Ginger stubble sprouted out and stopped at an ok length, but grew all over.
I hated having any facial hair, but this looked quite nice. Slowly I noticed all of my other hair changed to a ginger colour. I looked down and even saw my armpit hair and public hair was ginger too. Heck, I was even a lot more muscular… Muscles… oh fuck bro, time for the gym huhuhu

“I don’t need to be smart. All I need are bigger boobs. Being dumb is great when you have big boobs to play with. Becoming a dumb pet with big boobs is my goal. I don’t need to be smart. All I need are…”
5 hours later…
“Boobs. Big boobs. Fuck. Boobs. Me Boobs.”













