A more masculine version of the little wardrobes I’ve seen so far. :3
Bwuddew check this post out when you can!
“There’s no stopping it now, pledges. Sigma Nu moved into your heads and removed all the brains from there. It’s Nu or Die, bro. It’s the Nu You. Nu Life. Muscles, flexing, working out, dumb as shit. Sports, hockey, football. Smart stuff: in one ear, whoosh, right out the other. Blink and say uhhhhhhh if you understand.”
“Uhhhhhhh…”
“Good, you’re getting it. It’s so easy to do what Master-Coach says, isn’t it bros. Almost done. Let it happen, dont fight it. You want this.”
You’re My BIG DUMB JOCKBOY now aren’t you Lilbro? Confused?? Just blink and say uhhhhhhh if you understand bro.”
“What up bro!…. Uhhhhhhh…”
Tracking down these old maxhockeyjock posts
I was just walking around the corner when it happened. He jumped out of nowhere and punched me hard; knocking me flat out.
I awoke feeling slightly disorientated. There was something obstructing my mouth and I couldn’t see when I opened my eyes. My arms and feet were tied down and I just couldn’t have the energy to move.
I did feel that I was wearing something different. I was wearing different shoes and tracksuit bottoms or something like that. The t-shirt felt softer and I was wearing a hoodie of some kind. I’m also sure something was on my head.
“Fukin hell m8, you still alive in there?” I heard a voice yell, “Don’t fuckin worry coz soon m8 you’re gonna be hard as fuck like us”
I felt something muffle over my ears and then I heard the voice talk over and over again. I’m a fukin chav, I’m a fukin chav, fuckin hell m8 i’m a hard fukin chav.
After about 4 fukin hours or sommert the fukin voice was removed.
“Wew m8, you’re lookin hard as fuck. Gotta fukin snap this”
Fukin daft cunt taking photos of me all tied up. Course I was hard as fuck, what fucker would think otherwise.
The library nerd found a book on the shelf which interesting him a lot. Something about physics or maths or something. Doesn’t matter because I made it up for him.
When he opened the book, the scent was released and he smelt it. He struggled to read, but it was getting harder and harder as his muscles got harder and harder but also bigger.
His face grew out as a cap appeared on his head. Also his nerdy underpants morphed into sexy Calvin Klein boxers.
After having enough of trying to understand the letters on the page, the
nerdjock left the library, en route for the gym.
Eric was a shy nerd and always hated the smoke shop. His friend insisted on going there cause he had to pick something up so Eric had to come along. He coughed when he walked into the store and muttered under his breath about how gross smoking was and how gross smokers were.
The man running the shop overheard him and offered him some “free samples” When Eric refused the man forced a cigar into his mouth and lit it. Then Eric began to get younger as he smoked and he loved the taste suddenly. He wanted more, the man gave him several cigarettes which Eric lit and smoked all at once. Eric got even younger as his clothes shrank and he got tanner. Eric loved the taste and smell of cigarettes a and he was hooked, smoking a bunch voluntarily. Eric went behind the counter as the man, his dad, ruffled his hair. As the son of a smoke shop owner Eric liked being allowed to smoke sometimes. Smokers were cool!
I was going to go for a swim at the gym after a really intense workout, for me at least. I opened the usual door and saw a hat, mostly white but with a strange black and blue outlined shape on the front.
I picked it up, and I was going to remove it. My body did not respond correctly and for some reason I slid it over my head. Errr, what was going on? Oh right swimming.
I took off my top and caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. I noticed around my neck there was a strange dusting of darker skin which definitely wasn’t there before. Not much darker, but a slight tan of someone who actual goes outside.
Woah, my arms were swole and so were my pecs. Fuck yeah, love goin to the fucking gym.
Only way to sleep is naked.
Completely agree. The only way to sleep!
It’s the only way to sleep no matter what time of year it is
Most of the time I do, but sometimes in the winter it’s too cold
The semi old hippy looked at you and said “son, why are you wearing that suit? You sold out to the man?” You looked at him confused before remembering he’s your dad and raised you with good hippy beliefs. You strip off your tie and suit jacket, you unbutton your dress shirt and feel much better as you kick off your dress shoes and socks.
Now barefoot and shirtless your much more comfortable. Your dress pants turn into a pair of ripped cargo shorts as your legs and chest get tanner and hairier. Your hair turns blond and grows out to shoulder length. Your blond beard grows out nice and scruffy as you gain some muscle and fat. Your eyes turn red as your brain shrinks and you feel high and dumb. You would never work for “the man” you just sell some homemade stuff out of your can just like your dad. You smile dumbly as you walk off with him forgetting your old life
No one knows where they came from. Only,. that they started appearing in the suburbs. And it quickly spread. Adult and teenage males kept disappearing only to be replaced by hotter, dumber, sex-obsessed, gym lovingl versions of themselves.
Muscle Tf Lover 