Tag: jock

jockbender:

Chad & Brody

Meet Chad and Brody.  They look every inch the preened gym bros don’t they? What if told you that this morning, youthful eighteen year old Chad was a forty five year old history professor at my college or that his twenty one year old brah Brody was in fact Dave Salter, one of his best grad students?

It seems hard to believe doesn’t it?  Well, I don’t blame you for being sceptical but the truth is that I did this to them as punishment for making me look stupid when I got a question wrong during classes the other day.

Don’t believe me?  Well, you should, you see I’m someone you don’t want to piss off, at least not since my iPhone got zapped during a power surge a week ago.  Ever since then, I’ve found that anyone I take a photo of is transformed into a total jock stud.  I found out by accident only the next day when my roomie asked for a decent photo of himself to put on some dating site.  One second he was Paul Jones standing there looking slouchy in his usual hoodie and jeans and the next moment he’d transformed into this bulked up, tanned guy in gym gear with a backwards baseball cap neatly perched on his head.  The weird thing was that no one noticed except me.  Everyone else remembered me rooming with Xander, the douchy bro studying Business who acted like he owned the place and tried to hit on anything in a skirt.

Although Xander was a total idiot, he did have a hot body which compensated slightly for his behaviour, untidiness and lack of smarts and of course, I was thrilled by the interesting possibilities for revenge and mayhem offered by my cursed phone.

So it was that after classes the next week when I heard that the prof was going to give Dave a lift home, I surreptitiously crept outside so I could be nearby as they got into the Prof’s car.  As they settled into their respective seats, I snapped the camera on my phone and, just as with Paul/Xander, the transformation quickly took effect.

The results fulfilled my wildest expectations.  In a matter of seconds, the Prof and his snotty sidekick Dave were gone, replaced by two buff looking jock bros, Chad and Brody.  Even the car changed from a beat up old Toyota into a metallic red Camaro that suited their new appearance and lifestyle.

As I left them to head off to some bar or the beach, or maybe even one or other of their rooms, I chuckled to myself and wondered about finding that traffic cop who gave me a ticket the other week.  He’d look great in a stringer vest, basketball shorts and high-tops!

lixpex:

Those Erlinger brothers used to be the nicest boys. So quiet and shy, and always so polite! But that was before Coach drafted them onto the football team and put them through the Process.

Nowadays they’re always strutting around half naked, flexing their muscles and showing off. They just sneer at their old nerd friends, and only hang out with the other jocks. And they’re always bringing back guys to their room for heaven knows what (different ones every night!) and they don’t care how loud they get!

They’re going to find out nothing good will come from being such show-offs. Sure, they seem happy now. Deliriously, permanently happy, in fact. But that can never last… can it?

(via athleticbrutality)

Source: athleticbrutality

I’m an engineering student, and I’ve always been kind of small and nerdy. I can’t even grow a decent beard. I’ve been wondering what the other side of university life is like, with the partying and athletics. Could you help me out with that?

tomgungy:

Aw, you’re looking for a good time? I can understand. Well, I can’t because I was given new life as a clone just a short time after my last predecessor became the coach’s, but I don’t see why we can’t find a good time together.

In fact, I was checking out the scenes earlier, and I think I found something that might be right up you alley. Let’s go check it out!

Oh, this is perfect! The colorful atmosphere, sexy customers, and hello bartender! It says here that this tall glass of water is renowned for his mixed drinks. Before he was hired on at the Foundation they said you could give him absolutely anything and he’d turn it into alcoholic ambrosia. That’s mostly why the Foundation hired him on.

The Foundation for Transformation is an endlessly amazing place, but every once and awhile there’s a tad bit of a disconnect from the science end of things to what the customers get. For instance, we turn our alchemy department turns out new metamorphic tonics and potion every day, but I have yet to hear of one that doesn’t taste naturally terrible. That’s why with his help we are able to take the revolting and make it revolutionary.

Hey, check out this drink! What is it? Hell if I know! The bartender doesn’t really do named drinks here. I mean, when you can make something out of anything giving every combination a name gets a tad ridiculous. Instead he operates very similarly to my MO. You give him what you want you want to be by the end of your little binge, and he’ll give you what you need. I do know that it’ll most likely be delicious though. Go ahead and drink up!

Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug…

And we have muscle definition! Now that mass you got three drinks ago is really apparent. It also really looks good with the hair on your arms. Of course, the hair on your face is really what knocks you up to a ten. How are you doing for sports tastes? You’re still feeling more of the party guy vibe instead? Okay, let’s make that next on the list, shall we tender?

While he’s working on that though, let’s get a selfie for the wall. We’ll use the picture you sent in with the form as the before, so really show me what you got. Give me a little sass, and let’s get under this light here. Oh my gosh, is that a duck face? Okay, it’s your picture. Ready?

Oh, very nice! Let’s chug this one down now. Feel any different? Football? Yeah, we can work with that. In fact, we’ll probably get you a double scholarship to the Youth program with that: party studies and football. You’ll fit right in.

After tutoring the football teams quarterback he started to feel dizzy, almost feverish. The bro was nice enough to help him back to his dorm. Hours later he recovered and pulled down the blankets to find a great physique underneath.

“Finally awake huh bro?” The quarterback said.

“Huh what am I doing here?” He asked the bro before he started flexing.

“Wow you are dim huh? This is our dorm dunbass”

“Oh yeah huhuhuh ” he said remembering he hit his head at football practice and his roommate and teammate brought him home.

Trans guy here. Any chance you could give me less boobs, more cock? Oh, and turned into a mindless gay sex doll would be fun too!

tomgungy:

Hello, miss? Um, I don’t know how to put this delicately, but I don’t know if you’ll find what your looking for here. You see, we mostly cater to… your a guy? Oh, you’re transgendered! In that case, I am very pleased to greet you. You are the first man in a woman’s figure who has ever came through the door of this building, though I must admit that you aren’t the only one in it. Ha! 

Are you here for anything in particular then? You have a form? Thank you! My, it is so rarely that we ever see that female box checked under “physical gender.” Now, I see here that you are looking for a you to experience the pleasure that is the male appendage. I can tell you from experience that you are in for a treat.

Come with me!

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This is our Football Field of Masculine Dreams. I know it’s a bit of a lengthy title and that the Field of Dreams is a movie about baseball, but the scientists who know even less about football than I do named it. Why are we here then? We are here because gender is mostly about stereotypes, and nothing is more masculine than a football.

Here, catch! Good one! Now throw it back to me. Alright! What? No, you don’t need gloves. Real men don’t need gloves. I’m gay. I don’t count, but you need to be stronger than that. You need to be tough and masculine. You need to not only stand the pain of the football hitting you hand but love it as well.

You might want to try on those pads over there though. The football pads? They’re over there. Well, don’t be shy! Take off your clothes and try them on. Trust me, not only have I seen plenty of bare bodies, but I won’t be interested in yours until we’re finished here. See, it fits you better naked anyway. Do you feel that warm masculine feeling? Good! Hold onto that while we toss the pigskin.

Isn’t it interesting how with every throw it gets easier and easier to grab the ball? It’s like you’re becoming more in-tune with your masculine side, like you’ve been traditionally throwing the ball and catching it with Dad and the guys for years. Your boobs aren’t in the way of your arms, so they can move faster now. Your hard cock slaps against your bare thigh however, and that is a tad awkward. Maybe you should relieve it.

Go ahead and take a break now. I big guy like you can go forever without getting tired because your to stupid to know otherwise, but I’m telling you that especially a dumb, stereotypical man like you is subject to his needs. Come over here by the canopy and just feel your cock. Feel the pleasure as you calloused manly hand strokes it. It practically does it by itself, but that’s what being a man is: letting his body control his mind.

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As you stroke yourself, you realize that it’s so nice to know that other people do the thinking for you. The people who care for you know how to make you feel best, and the Foundation makes you feel very good. They gave you that fun cock after all, so if we give you to a bottom boy who uses you as a living sex doll to use that would be alright be you. We’re just making you feel good, and that makes you feel even better.

I’ll have the guards take your first bottom in a bit then. Enjoy!

The big muscle man opened the gates for the new recruits who thought this was some kind of outdoor workout program. However this was actually the compound where ready made jocks and frat boys, and various other forms of eye candy are made. And soon after their first few treatments they will realize they aren’t allowed to leave, and realize that soon, they will be just like the bro who let them in

Source: awesomehotguys

chasm-the-brocerer:

Dude, finally got the chance to be that jock, you know like those fuckers in school.

Fuck school bro, look at these guns. Fuck, got me a new job training and shit. The dude who gave this to me, he said I had to give up that old thinking shit. I’m like so happy bro. Ho see him, I think his name was Dan or Dante…oh shit Dexter, yeah he’s the best.

Me next! Me next!

chasm-the-brocerer:

You were so smart, top of your class in everything but never was it good enough. I told you that your  desires would burn through if I fucked you and I knew what you wanted. You were such a sweetheart I even told you that we could just go half way. But apparently the pleasure was too much, your mind is now pretty vacant =, but you are one beautiful man now. Once I came, the look glazed over in your eyes and you simply left. Apparently, however, you made it onto one or four of those porn sites and a webcam to boot. You seem happier now, all that potential  gone, but so is the stress