“You feel it too, don’t you bro?” my roommate said, pointing at me.
“Feel what?” I asked. “And what’s with all this sports equipment in here? And when did you start working out?”
I had come home to my formerly nerdy roommate in his underwear, rubbing his hands up and down his washboard abs- abs that he had never had before. Josh had been a geek like me as long as I’d known him; it’s why we moved in together in the first place. And now suddenly he was sporting “duh” face and calling me bro? What was going on? I felt lightheaded.
“There it is,” he grinned. “Right on schedule.”
“There what is?” I asked, frustrated. “Why are you acting like some dumb jerk-off jock?”
I think I needed to sit down.
“Dude, you won’t be so harsh in a bit when you join me,” Josh said.
“Join you in what?” I said, slurring my words slightly. My head felt like it was filling with cotton.
“Jockland!” he laughed, clapping his hands together. “It’s already happening. Where’s your shirt, bro?”
I realized that I was shirtless. I looked down to see my formerly scrawny frame slowly inflating, and a new treasure trail snaking its way down to my crotch.
“Dude…” I managed. “But… what?”
“Yeah man,” Josh said, rubbing the bulge in his underwear. “Stroke it like the jockboy you are.”
I realized that my hand had made its way to my crotch, my suddenly throbbing member aching to be released. I felt a dopey grin make its way onto my face.
“Fuck man,” I said, my voice deeper and duller than I remembered. “I feel like I’m getting dumber and shit…”
I could feel my hair spiking up with gel as a five o’clock shadow filled in. My pecs were sore, and I felt just… fucking bigger. Slower.
“Remember that guy I made fun of on campus for being a dumb jock?” Josh asked grinning at me. “Well, he sent me this canister of some kind of air spray that went off when I opened it….”
My biceps were swelling. I was getting fucking hot!
“And I guess there was still enough left in the air for you too, man, hah!”
My head was swimming. This was… wrong. Josh and I weren’t some meathead jocks… We were… smart, and… and….
“Breathe deep, bro.”
Something… in the air. It smelled… musky or something. My cock twitched.
“No!” I yelled. “I don’t want to be some dumb frat boy!”
“Too late for that man!“ Josh said, standing up and walking over to me. “I had it all wrong- being a dumb jock is awesome!”
Josh got down on his knees and yanked down my jeans.
“Dude! What the fuck-?”
I broke into a moan as Josh took my cock in his mouth. My hand rubbed my new, toned pecs as I arched my neck.
“Fuck bro,” I said. “That feels so good.”
Any resistance I had still managed to hold onto evaporated. I grabbed the back of Josh’s head with my new larger hands. His head bobbed up and down on my new enlarged member.
“Yeah man,” I growled. “Suck my fat, jockboy cock.”
I closed my eyes and took in deep breaths as my roommate put his new slack-jawed “duh” face to work.
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