Scott ran off teary eyed. Jason walked off with his bro’s Mike and Liam. All three of them where high school bully jocks. Big football boys, nicely styled hair all though you didn’t see that much due to them wearing backward caps. They stood pridefully above the rest of the kids in their shadow. They went over to their lockers and chatted.
“What we doing today bros” said Jason
“Well I got fucking Science shit this morning, but its ok as I got some fucking nerd to do all the work, after that I got a whole afternoon and evening with Coach” said Mike
“That’s fucking ace bro” replied Liam
“I got similar except I’m leaving practice early, I’m going to go break up with Haley later” Said Liam
“Why?”
“She’s a hoe”
“Yeah just do it by text then bro, then you can still play”
“Good idea”
“What about you Jason?”
“I got free session this morning then I got the afternoon with…” Jason stopped abruptly
Out of the corner of his eye 3 new guys walked in down the corridor. They were all quite nerdy but they had some height to them. They seemed quiet and shy.
“Ah the new kids bro” said Liam also looking at them
“They came here apparently because they got bullied a lot, they chose to do math’s and science shit so maybe we can use em” said Mike
Jason continued to look at them, mostly the one in the middle. Something about him kept him intrigued.
“Jason bro” Liam said bringing back Jason
“Soz bro, I think our new friends are gonna need to be shown who’s boss”
“Okay see you later bro”
Jason followed them to math’s class. Jason didn’t get math’s but he had some nerd in class who did all the shit for him. Jason sat down in his spot.
“Hey… man I gave you your money and I’m doing your math’s for you. Do you need to be here in class to do stuff?” said Scott fearfully
“Don’t worry I’m not here for you”
Scott had a feeling of relief hit him all over.
“Ok Class we have some new guys into day. This Tyler, Zack and Connor”
Jason looked at them intently. They were all pretty similar, spotty faces, underdeveloped muscles, poor hair styles and no style in clothing. Only thing that split them apart was their hair color. Tyler had a nice light brown, Zach had blonde hair and Connor was dark brown/black. Yet despite all this something about Tyler intrigued Jason. During class time Jason looked over at Tyler. For some reason Jason felt good looking at him, he started thinking how cool it would be if he was a jock as well. Tyler wasn’t as nerdy as Jason had thought, he kept answering questions wrong. Every time he failed a question Jason felt a good feeling build up inside him. Jason then realized Tyler isn’t a nerd, and he isn’t a jock. He doesn’t fit in anywhere.
Jason followed and watched Tyler for a whole week. He watched as he failed at classes, got bullied by nerds and other students, however Jason commanded his fellow bros to leave him. When Coach asked Tyler to do tryouts for football, Liam and Mike did what they could to help him. Jason watched as Scott and other nerds tried to pull him and his friends into nerd life. Jason knew now that they would have to fail, because Jason didn’t want them to be nerds, he wanted them to become jocks like him.
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The bell rang and Jason followed Tyler out the class room.
“Hey Tyler” said Jason awkwardly
Tyler turned around and saw the hulking jock. He began to be scared thinking he would bully him.
“Oh hi” he said quietly
“I was wondering if you wanted to come and try out for football”
Tyler was now confused but he went along with Jason out of fear
“Ok sure” he said slowly
“Great bro, wanna come with me now to the locker room.”
“I have math’s next”
“Won’t matter if you fail another load of questions will it”
“I suppose not” Tyler felt sad at that, which upset Jason
“I’m sure you will be great at football”
The two walked down the corridor to the changing room which they entered. Tyler sat down and got undressed until he was only in underwear.
“umm I don’t have any uniform or shoes”
“nah don’t worry you can have my stuff” Said Jason as he took off his clothes. He threw his jock strap at Tyler’s feet
“Well put it on bro” he said with a grin on his face
Out of fear Tyler hesitantly took off his underwear in full view of Jason, he put on the jockstrap which felt weird. A desire to stay put and not move fell over him. Jason got up and took off his shoes.
“Oh god what’s this odd feeling, Like I don’t want to get up”
“yeah don’t worry about that bro, just breathe in” Jason held his shoe up and then quickly put it over Tyler’s mouth. Tyler tried to hold his breathe, but he failed and breathed in Jason’s Ranke musk from his shoe. As he did, he began to get light headed. His dick started getting hard and he began enjoying the musk. He put his hands over the shoe and Jason let go. Tyler looked down his vision blurry but he could see his feet growing, becoming bigger and slightly hairier. His legs began getting longer and thicker. He felt himself growing taller. His dick getting harder. He took one hand off the shoe to grab it but before he could Jason put it back on the shoe.
“Don’t worry about this bro, you focus on breathing in” Jason said before putting Tyler’s now 10-inch dick in his mouth.
Jason looked up at Tyler who was in bliss, holding a shoe to his face and breathing in all the musky goodness. Tyler’s thin belly grew out become buff and strong, a 6-pack started forming and then further up two massive pecs exploded out dominating his upper chest. His arms lengthened out and thickened. His hands grew over the shoe becoming big. His face started becoming smoother and more defined. the spots all melted away back into his clean face. His hair became shorter and spikier. Tyler now had a jock bod and Jason was extremely proud but for him to truly fit in he needed to become a jock mentally.
Tyler felt his head get lighter as memories and knowledge were all drained out and forced into his dick. They were replaced by memories of being a jock and star football player. He had average grades throughout his school life and needed to bully nerds to get it higher. He was also overly horny and fucked his bro Jason a lot. Once all his brains and memories went into his dick, it exploded all in Jason’s mouth. Jason took his mouth away and stood up. He looked over his new studly creation with pride.
“How do you feel bro”
“So good bro, Like I need to fuck, and also make more bro’s”
“Yeah bro that’s how I feel every day. The desire to turn even the most pathetic nerds into the best jocks is great. I can solve your horniness now though, bro" Jason stepped to Tyler and began making out with him. Their buff bodies rubbing together caused them to feel pleasure. They began to start fucking there and then. Once they finished and got dressed, they began making out again, however Zach and Connor walked in. They didn’t see the jocks at first, but when they turned, they saw them making out.
“Oh god Tyler what happened to you” Said Connor
“What did you do to our friend” Said Zach Angrily
“I made him more… more like me. But don’t worry bro’s there’s plenty for all” Said Jason in a cocky tone, an evil grin came over his face. Zach and Connor were shocked and confused at hearing this, but before they tried to go Tyler and Jason pounced on them throwing them to the floor and forcing the shoes over their mouth’s, beginning their jockification process. Zach and Connor breathed in the musky smell and began to feel the pleasure Tyler felt moments ago. Again, their bodies grew becoming taller, leaner and bigger. Abs started showing and becoming visible, two pecs exploded out dominating their upper body. Their faces changed becoming sharper, spots melted away, their hair shortened into jock cuts. Their pleasure was immense. Tyler and Jason knew that they didn’t need to continue holding the shoes over them. They let go and Zach and Connor held them tightly to their faces while they changed mentally. Their desire to be nerdy and top of every class but sports faded, instead they desired the perfect bods, to be the best at football, to turn nerds into jocks and to fuck all the hot babes. They began visualizing all the hot babes and boobs they could think of but they started having images flash in their heads. They didn’t know at first but they were images of hot dudes and each other. They started thinking about how hot guys were, big dicks and each other, eventually forgetting women completely. As Zach and Connor put their hands on their dicks, Jason knew they would become perfect dumb jocks. Eventually Zach and Connor’s dicks erupted and they got up looking over their new jock bods. Their eyes found each other’s and they fucked. Eventually once they stopped changing, they got up and greeted each other with ‘bro’. Tyler and Jason fucked each other and Zach and Connor fucked each other before they all fucked together. Once done they discussed working out and football. They then got dressed for football.
However, while their transformations happened, they were secretly being eavesdropped by Scott who was currently cowering in the shower. Once he thought it was ok to go, he quickly made a run for it keeping his head down. But as he made his fourth step, he bumped into something. He looked up and there was Jason looking down at him.
“Where do you think you’re going bro?”
“there’s been a mistake I shouldn’t be here. I was just looking for something to help do your homework”
“Oh, don’t worry I will get someone else to do that, for now I need to satisfy my urge”
“What urge is that?”
“The urge to turn you into a jock”
“No please I don’t want to be a jock, I like my intelligence. Please don’t take that from me… I beg you don’t.”
“It’s so great when you do” Said Tyler coming from the side
“yeah, join us Scott” Said Zach and Connor. Slowly cornering Scott back into the shower.
“Join us, bro” They all said in unison, repeating over and over until Scotts back touched the wall. Then he looked behind him frightened and looked back Jason.
“Please I don’t want to be gay as well”
“Why bro? What’s wrong with that? I think it’s time you got used to being a jock”
Jason leapt at Scott shoving the shoe over his mouth. Again, Scott turned bit by bit into a jock. His body buffed up. Slowly turning into a perfect jock bod. Then he began rubbing his dick, with each rub more of his knowledge and heterosexuality was forced into his balls. When it exploded, a dumb grin came over him and he was forever now a dumb gay jock.
The boys left for a life of bullying nerds, football and fucking. Jason and Tyler were boyfriends but let others in on threesomes. Life was better for them.
“God James did you need to make the bath tub so hot” said Daniel annoyed
“I’m sorry I like hot baths” Replied James
“Would you two stops! We need to all get in and then add the professor’s hair” Said Russel
James, Daniel and Russel were nerds who wanted to keep getting smarter by any means. One day James came across a concoction. Essentially a liquid that once you add a part of someone’s DNA to, the liquid then takes it on. Then once a host touches the liquid it is absorbed into them, adding the DNA to the host. The nerds intended to add their professor’s DNA to themselves to become more intelligent. They managed to get one of his old hairs. All that was needed was for them to get into the bath and add the liquid, then add the hair. Because all 3 of them would be in the bathtub they wouldn’t absorb too much DNA, just enough to make them more intelligent.
“Ok so pour in the stuff” said Daniel, Russel poured the bottle of liquid in the bath, the crystal water turning dark blue
“Ok so that part worked” said James
“Now to get in”
“Wait what about, Max” said Daniel
Max was the nerds straight jocky roommate. He was a big broad guy, he had fit worked out body, he had nicely styled dark brown hair, brown eyes and was quite hairy all over. He was smelly, disgusting and dumb. He didn’t care about anything that made him think too hard. He mostly focused on sport and working out. The nerds mostly ignored him when they could. But he spoke to them whenever he saw them. He had an innocence to him. He may have been a big guy but he was never aggressive.
“What? That big brute won’t do anything, probs at the gym” Said Russel
“The gym is closed though” said Daniel
“Well he probs chasing after some girls. Now take off your clothes” Said James
Daniel and Russel looked at James blankly.
“the stuff needs to be absorbed into the skin, so yes we are all going to need to be naked for this”
“It’s just a bit weird since we’re… you know… gay”
“What? it’s not like we’re sexually active in any way. What’s more important, getting in a tub naked once and being intellectually superior or being dumb?”
“I see your point”
Russel, Daniel and James all stripped and sat in the bath tub. James sat in the middle, while Daniel sat on the Right and Russel on the left.
“Ok then put the hair in”
Daniel took the hair out the jar and dropped in the dark blue liquid. The hair burned up but nothing happened.
“Is this it?” said Daniel
“I don’t get it? I did all the tests”
“Well you fucked up”
The boys began arguing and bickering amongst themselves. At the same time however, Max had gotten back realizing the gym was shut. He was incredibly horny. He got out his phone, put on some straight porn and began rubbing his dick. As he approached climax, he knew he needed to go and release in the toilet, otherwise the nerds would complain again. He rushed over to the toilet ignoring the arguing inside and pushed open the door. The nerds forgot to lock it. He went over to the toilet. However, he felt 3 pairs of eyes on him, he looked to the side and saw the nerds all in the bath, naked and horrified.
“Woah, what ya doin bro’s” said max, not caring at all
“What are you doing? you big idiot” shouted Russel
“Havin a wank”
“I see that but in here?”
“Well you complain if I do it anywhere else”
“Well we’re doing a serious science experiment” said James
“A failed one you mean” replied Daniel
“Oh what’s this experiment?”
“We’re trying to gain more intelligence by adding DNA to this liquid so we gain the prof intelligence… oww” James hit Russel hard
“Don’t tell him that” Said James sharply
“It’s not like he’s gonna do much” Russel replied
Max thought hard for a minute.
“So, you’re saying the liquid in the tub would you like someone else if they added their DNA to it.”
“yes”
A grin appeared on Max’s face. He turned his whole-body round to face the bath and held his dick again.
“Max what are you doing”
“Don’t worry little bro’s, I have all the DNA for you” Max started rubbing his dick towards Russel and James.
“No… no don’t do that” cried Russel, who put his hand out to stop it, but it wasn’t enough. Max’s dick exploded, releasing cum in the bath near James and Russel who looked shocked. Daniel also looked quite shocked but he was mostly clean. Although Max decided to let the last bit drip over him. The cum dispersed into the liquid.
“Do you know what you have done?” said James coldly to Max, now terrified
The liquid started squeezing the three boys, before being absorbed into their skin. Russel and James started to change first. Russel’s legs and feet began growing out over the bath. Becoming slightly hairy in the process. His body becoming fitter, more worked out as well. His abs became slightly defined while his man boobs sucked in. His face becoming sharper and eye color changing to become brown like Max’s. His hair color changed to dark brown as well, he put his hand in his hair and pushed it to the side. At the same time James was changing, however he became more like Max as he took more of his DNA. James’ legs grew and grew, while also becoming buffer and stronger. His Torso expanded, his frame becoming broader. the outline of some abs started showing, becoming more defined, and two massive pecs
exploded out further up. His arms grew larger and he gained two massive hands. His round face became slightly sharper, and most of his old blemishes and birth marks disappeared. His facial features altered to become like Max’s. His eyes turned brown, and his hair dark brown. His hair though was becoming shorter like max’s. He put his hand in made a neat hair style.
Daniel looked at them in horror. As his two friends became bigger and looked less nerdy, and started to resemble Max. Max turned to look at him with a grin.
“Don’t worry buddy, I am sure I have got some more for you” Max started rubbing his dick again. Only a few drips came out. He then started flicking it about and shaking it, one last big drop came out and it dissolved into the blue liquid with the rest. The liquid squeezed Daniel, before being absorbed into the skin. Daniels legs grew, his body started getting bigger and buffer. Like with Russel he had slightly defined abs, however he had bigger pecs, his arms became stronger. His head became sharper than the other two. His eye and hair color changed becoming brown like Max’s. His hair shortened, but it became spiky like Max’s.
All three of them had now gone physical changes all that was left was to turn their minds into Max’s. Russel and James changed first. Their knowledge and personality started draining. They became dumber and had less thought, Becoming blank. However, a jolt went into their heads. Suddenly a wild and friendly, attitude took over. They started gaining knowledge on workouts and sports, while also becoming interested in those activities. Their gayness started coming out, due to their nerdy attitudes they didn’t care for this aspect, but now all they could think about was hot men and dick. However, this was short lived as their minds altered to be like Max, instead the hot men cocks turned into hot women and boobs. They thought about fucking hot brunettes with big boobs. They thought about pussy and how good it was. James and Russel had now adopted Max’s mentality and became like to alternate clones of him.
Daniel was now going through the same mental changes. Like the other two he adopted a sporty Jock mentality. However, when it came to his sexuality. When he started visioning dicks and hot men, he also viewed women the same. Slowly he came to desire fit men and women. he started seeing hot brunettes with big boobs and started seeing big buff dudes with big dicks.The boys all looked like alternate clones of Max when they finished. The blue liquid had now all been absorbed and none of them had the know how to make more, meaning they were now stuck like this. Although they became very content with their new life within an hour.
“woah boys looking good. How we feelin bro’s”
“Awesome bro” they all said together while raising their thumbs. The boys accepted their new lives as jocks. They were all disgusting and had unclean rooms. They rarely washed, but they partied every chance, worked out every day, they scored on the pitch, and in the sheets with beautiful women, except for Dan who scored with dudes on many occasions. Life for the boys was better.
Gabriel and his friends Cameron and Xavier thought that dressing up as stereotypical meathead football jocks for the honor roll club’s Halloween party would make for a good laugh. They were three of the least ‘jockish’ guys on the school’s campus and actively lobbied against the fraternities and the toxic masculinity they represented. Of course, their crusade made them just as selfish and rude as the very jocks they were arguing against and all three young men made a considerable amount of enemies.
As such, when a curse was placed on the party to transform everybody into their costumes, all three young men were transformed into big muscular jocks who were all but busting out of their cleats and stretched their shirts to the very limits. Gabriel was gripped with panic for all of a moment before a fog settled over his mind, dumbing down his advanced intellect and leaving him confused about why he’d ever held such an anti-jock perspective. Hadn’t he always been a jock? A meathead, as so many people liked to call him?
The curse was lifted a short while later thanks to a petite young sorority sister who had been dabbling in witchcraft, although she neglected to lift the curse from Gabriel, Cameron and Xavier. Having been charmed by Gabriel’s polite manner and high intelligence, she had approached him with the offer of coffee and had been laughed off by the young man who saw her as nothing more than a gold digging bimbo. She had been looking for revenge ever since and the Halloween party had been the perfect opportunity. As much as Gabriel and his goons had prided themselves in being of superior intellect to everyone else, they had walked right into her trap and paid the price.
By the end of the November all three had dropped the majority of their classes and were drafted onto the college’s football team. They were even pledging to a fraternity that was notorious for its hazing rituals and being home to the dumbest guys on campus. Absolutely everybody at the college knew what had become of Gabriel, Cameron and Xavier but not a single one among them even considered restoring the young men to the preps they had been before. They were everything they resented now and it seemed like the perfect fate for three such unpleasant individuals!
The nerd sat in Coach’s office watching the spiral, and within ten minutes he was already so deep under that he didn’t even notice the injection. By the time he woke up, he was a total jock bro without a care in the world.
You shouldn’t have followed me into the locker rooms after school, but you did. You shouldnt’t have put on that sweaty jock strap you found in my locker, but you did. You shouldn’t have inhaled that sweet, musky odor but you did. You were a nerd, a nobody, always following around the quarterback ever since that day I told my boys to leave you alone. You did whatever I told you and when I offered you my jockstrap to make you stronger you didn’t even ask questions, you stripped down, showing off your pale nerdy body. Blushing to have your boney little frame exposed to me. Then you slid my moist jock up your skinny legs. You started to breath in the scent and with each breath your chest swelled out and out. Tanner, stronger, big pecs pushing away from those scrawny shoulders. Your body filling with heat and power. Your height going up and up until you were as tall as the lockers. Your little size 8 feet stretching across the floor. Getting big, meaty and calloused. Swelling into some nice size 14 boats. Reeking to Hell with jocksweat as your big new toes grew coarse black hair that echoed across the backs of your feet and up your legs. The sight of those manly feet and pecs must have scared you a little bit. You tried to fight it but it was too late. I put my arms around your shoulders, forcing you to breath my musk in deeper and your body slackened.
Your mind went blank as a dumb grin spread across your face. I could see the jockstrap stretching as your dick grew and hardened. The jock hormones reprogramming you to be horny all the time and secrete more jock sweat to convert more team mates. No matter how much you showered you would always stink. Not that youd ever try to clean, you filthy jock. As your muscles continued to grow in your arms and legs, you easily pushed me off and against the lockers. You kissed me, letting my jock DNA right in your mouth. Your hair shortened and styled itself up and your face rapidly aged and hardened. Gaining stubble and a hard jawline. You stood there, horny and dazed as the last of your nerdy brain cells died and all that was left was a sweaty, stinky beast that liked to play and fuck. Whose a good dumb jock? Yeah, that’s right, you.
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Mr Evans was one of the best teachers the Pineville school district could ask for. He had his master’s in mathematics and really should have been teaching in college, but he was fresh from graduate researching and calculations and didn’t want to write text books and conduct long office hours for students, he had also been teaching at the high school in order to afford grad school so he decided to just stay in district, high school wasn’t so bad and having a master’s gave him a pay raise and he could always move on to college teaching later. However he tried to make math easy for his students and often pushed students that didn’t like it, operating under the belief that with the right teacher students could learn to embrace the important subject. The toughest students to get to were the jocks. The school gave jocks a pass when it came to academics. As long as the maintained a C average they could stay on. While most of the teachers just delt with this policy Mr. Evans couldn’t. He was toughest on jock students most of all, pushing for plenty of after school studying and one on one sessions.
It was a Friday and Josh West, the quarterback of the team was in one such after school lesson instead of at practice. He failed the mid term pretty bad and Mr. Evan’s knew going to the coach or principle would be useless so he skipped straight to calling Josh’s parents instead. His mother insisted he go to the extra lessons once a week or she would remove him from the team, as the school required parent permission for sports. Josh hated it but it was miss practice once a week or stop going at all according to his mom. But the damn nerd just went on and on, the only math Josh needed was whatever math went into his plays. He hated this, and he hated this fucker for ruining his practice time.
“Josh are you paying attention?” Mr. Evans asked.
“Fuck no this is stupid, I got Cs in all my other classes I’m fine can’t you just let me go, I’m never gonna get this bro” Josh said, being used to getting his way with teachers.
“Of course your going to get it, that’s what these lessons are for. Different things come naturally to different students, football doesn’t come as easily to some” Mr Evans pointed out.
“Football is fun and a good workout, I’m gonna go pro so if I don’t need math from my job it’s a useless class” Josh said grinning as he flexed his arms, briefly letting his pit sweat into the room.
Mr. Evans was about to give a response when the students apparent B.O. hit him. He suddenly couldn’t think straight as what Josh said about math being a useless subject seemed to oddly make sense to him. It was kinda weird, especially when the numbers start getting replaced by letters. But wait didn’t he love math? It was suddenly very hard to think as his mind started to slow down. Josh just smirked as he watched.
Mr. Evans muscles started to ache in pain as the flexed and grew, expanding and contracting as the once scrawny nerd grew in size. His arms beefing up, especially in the biceps. His flat chest pushed out into a shelf of pecs and he moaned as His nipples grew slightly larger, the skin stretched out a bit over the new muscle. His stomach aching as through he had been punched in the gut while abs carved themselves out. His body hair getting sucked into his skin leaving his chest smooth although his arms maintained some hair. He absentmindedly scratched his arm pits as the hair there grew thicker. As he scratched the hair grew dense and black, soon getting covered in sweat and he started producing the same B.O. as the student at the desk.
His own smell was starting to mix with Josh’s and it made the teacher even more dizzy and confused. His legs ached and burned as if he had just done a mile run as his bones cracked and stretched into place causing him to grow from 5’10 to 6’8 in a few seconds. His spine also stretching and growing, straightening from always being upright running instead of hunched over at his desk. His shirt was getting tight from all this so he peeled it off right in front of his former student and he started getting younger. His feet grew bigger and ripped through his fancy size 8 dress shoe growing and stretching to size 12, the same as Josh. Finally what was left of Mr. Evans moaned as His cock grow longer and thicker, plumbing and snaking its way down the leg of his now very tight boxers. Good thing Josh prepared for all this and brought extra clothes.
His mind fogged over as his memories of grad school and college faded away, along with his interest in math. He looked up at the problems he had written on the board just a few minutes ago and his mind was just way to slow to comprehend.
“The fuck is that shit bro?” The new Chris Evans asked in a deep slow voice.
“Some useless shit, c’mon bro we need to get you changed” Josh laughed pointing to Chris’ tight pants and boxers. He pulled out a spare football Jersey and compression shorts and walked his new bro to the bathroom. Josh knew that special pit spray from coach would work.
See, here’s the problem with you nerds. You think that academics is the be-all and end-all of things. But that’s not really the truth. It doesn’t take a fairy to know that unless you’re going into academia that university grades don’t really matter. It’s good enough to just take the passing grade and move on. But you’re so used to the expectations on you now that you don’t think that’s acceptable, do you? Well, I’m sorry to say, but I think that your jock friend has the right of it. Why stress himself out chasing after a perfect GPA when there are so many other things that he could be doing with his life?
Oh, that’s not to say that I won’t take you up on your offer. I exist to fulfil the hottest, gayest fantasies, after all. I’m just saying, don’t be too surprised if it doesn’t have the effect that you want it to. After all, just making someone more intelligent says nothing about what they’ll be doing with that intelligence. You’re not changing his personality, you know.
Honey, it’s too late to back out now. The process has already started. An equivalent exchange. Some of your smarts for some of his body. And then, on top of that, my price for going through all of this trouble for you. Can you feel it? Yeah, just look down at that homework you have in front of you. What does this big word mean? Oh, you don’t remember? That’s good. I can tell you’re getting nervous, you’re starting to get panicky. Why can’t you figure out how to do this simple division, that basic addition?
Haha. Don’t worry. You’re feeling fuzzy. Your head is starting to get foggy. I can see your eyes glazing over. You feel hot now, don’t you? Horny all over? Can you feel your ass swelling? Yeah, I thought I’d throw in a nice bonus bubble butt. You’re going to need it, after all, with how dumb you’re going to end up being. Little slut like you will be too stupid to work in any industry.
You might think that construction work is pretty braindead, but you’ll be wrong. Your dumb ass would be a liability on those sites, so don’t even think about it. Actually, why don’t you stop thinking, period? It would feel so much better. Yeah, just give in to that pink cotton candy getting shoved in your head. It feels so good, doesn’t it? Just slowing your thoughts down. Making sure you don’t listen to them.
You’re getting so dumb now, aren’t you? Makes it so much easier to just listen to someone else tell you what to do. Makes it so much easier to let someone else think for you. Don’t worry. The jock you’ve been tutoring has always been pretty smart. He’s just never wanted to apply himself. You’ve just made him much smarter. I bet he’ll know exactly what to do with your ass.
And I bet you’ll love what he does. Well, have fun with your new life my dumb slut. I don’t think you quite accomplished what you wanted. The jock seems to want to focus more on fucking you and using you the way you’re supposed to be used than on his academics.
But with all the extra brainpower you’ve given him, I’m sure that he’ll find a way to be successful. After all, he’ll have a pretty slutty ex-nerd on his hands. The perfect camera whore. 😉
“So, you’re my new tutor, right?” Isaac said, walking over to where I was sitting. Isaac Polsen was the most popular person in the high school; for after he won the state championship for basketball his whole life had been getting better and better. He was good looking, smart, and got every girl and, according to the rumors, guy he could have ever wanted. Not only did he have the perfect life, but he was also rich and was planned to be on the states NBA team when he was old enough.
I on the other hand was short, lanky, pale, and forgettable. The only thing I had going for me was that I was good in Calculus, and that’s what brought Isaac to me.
“Yeah, my name is Stephen.” I stuck out my hand and he shook It vigorously.
“I’m Isaac.” It was funny he would mention that even though he probably knew that everyone knew his name.
“Let’s start on page 729.” I flipped open to the page as he pulled out a basketball to twirl. As I talked, Isaac began to spin
the basketball over and over on top of his finger. Every now and then I would look up to see if he was catching on, and he would give me a simple nod and then I would glance back down and begin again. Except every time I looked up, it took me longer to get back down. There was something about that ball that was making me lose my interest. I started to get hotter and a little sweaty until finally I heard Isaac say;
“Look up.”
I did, and this time I didn’t try to glance back down; I just stayed. He smiled and began to closer to my face from across the table.
“You see, Stephen, I didn’t need you to tutor me,” he smiled again and sat back down, “I was here to tutor you, isn’t that right?”
Suddenly something clicked open in my head. Thoughts began whirring out of my head as I looked at him. My numerous facts and ideas drifted away until there was nearly nothing left except some basic knowledge.
“But I wasn’t here to tutor you in math was I? I was here to tutor you in basketball.”
He tossed me the basketball and as soon I as I had caught it, my body began to become tense. My legs began to stretch underneath the table until my height reached 6”7’. My arms, biceps, triceps, and quads began to bulk up with muscles as my thighs and calves became as strong as steal. My flat stomach sucked in a little to form a nearly visible six pack. My hands began to grow thicker and meatier to help support the basketball. Calluses began to form to help show the years of hard work I had done. My feet began to expand in my shoes, going up slowly. By Size 11, my shirt ripped to shreds. Size 12 and my pants were stretching to the limit as hair began to flood across my body. Size 13 and my brown hair became I dusty, dumb blonde. Size 14 and my neck began to grow as my Adam’s apple pushed forward proudly. Size 15 and my had became bigger and more brutish, but in a sexier, young adult way. My hair got cut a little shorter as a small beard grew in. My memories began to be replaced by getting laid with my bros and drinking. D’s and F’s were becoming my new grades as my IQ hit 83. My cock expanded in my underwear, which had transformed to a pair of Calvin Klein. As my feet reached Size 16, my cock reached 9 inches and my newly acquired bull nuts burst all over me and partly on Isaac. My old life is blew out and my new, basketball jock life settled in.
“Now are you ready for your tutoring session, brah?”
You hadn’t known why you wanted listen to Coach Sorenson so bad, you just knew that you couldn’t masturbate.
What you didn’t know was that Coach Sorenson had been planning this for months; seeing your weak and nerdy self walking down the hallway made him sick, and he wanted to fix you. The super, super senior Logan Halls had finally graduated, which left the wrestling team captain position open. You were passing with flying colors, graduating this year as a junior; but Coach Sorenson thought that you could be much more successful in life.
At the beginning of the day you were called down to his office, like it was just any other day. You knew that Todd Sorenson was the best known coach in the state; with his son being one of the top high school wrestlers in his glory days. As you sat in Coach Sorenson’s office; you began to smell something. It was strong and pungent, and you were getting a little turned on by the smell of Alpha Male. You looked around the office, trying to find the smell, until you came upon an old American Eagle sleeveless shirt. You smelled it deeply, noticing multiple cum stains. For some reason, you wanted to wear the nasty old cum rag. The old you would’ve reported the cum rag disgustedly, but this new you wanted to put it on. You slowly took of your polo shirt and placed on the XXL shirt over your frail body. It was then that Coach Sorenson strolled in.
“Oh, so it looks like you found my cum rag,” he said, smirking.
You didn’t make a single noise, you just stood there. The rag still to your nose. Coach Sorenson walked over to the trash can and pulled out a used condom, filled to the brim.
“Wouldn’t you rather have the real stuff?
He handed you the condom and you graciously drank it down. The warm goo flowed down your stomach, making you feel warm.
“Oh,” he said, looking through this desk, “you can have these too.”
He tossed: an old, yellowed jockstrap that was far too stretched, a pair of smelly, cum-stained mesh shorts, an old baller cap, and a pair of Size 14 Nikes that stunk to high heavens. You began to adoringly place the clothes on. You didn’t put on the shoes however, instead you brought them to your face.
“Those were my son’s when he was 14,” Coach Sorenson said as you noticed him getting hard thinking about his son. As you had put on the gear, you hadn’t noticed that you were now 6"3, or that you had gained almost 70 pounds of pure muscle. The stench of Todd and Jack Sorenson had now absorbed into your body as you began producing your own. Your legs were now long and hairy, in which you loved to wrap around your opponents. Your feet had grown to a gargantuan Size 14, perfect for your new shoes. Your bi’s and tri’s expanded as your body was covered in hair, especially in your armpits were you would make the challenger faint. Your pecs and eight pack grew larger than ever before as your cock and balls heated up. They grew and grew until you were permanently horse hung with your bull nuts. Your neck grew thick and your mouth produced a deep moan. Your head go much larger and squarer as your shaggy hair was cut to the perfect buzz. Your face became sexier as your IQ began to drain to your swollen bull nuts. Each point of IQ lost made you go from a unknown nerd to high school king. You knew you couldn’t masturbate, but it was just so hard. Coach Sorenson needed you, and you couldn’t let him down. As you blew your load your life transformed around you. You were now Chad Carlson, super junior wrestling star. You couldn’t let your team down and academics couldn’t stop you. With an IQ of 89 it was pretty hard anyways.
“Did that feel better?” Coach asked, and gosh was he sexy.
“Yes,” You said, helping him lick up your cum, “a lot.”
“Fuck, I look massive,”
“See bro, you will be one piece of hot ass motherfucker if you start working out and ditch those books, they are shit, books won’t get you any fun you can have in college,”
He moved his hand a little bit, making signs in his hand and then trying on different poses and expressions while his stoner, long-haired and surfer look-alike roommate Dave just watched from the corner, smiling mischievously at his nerdy roommate who awed by such marvelous sight of himself in the mirror
“Bro, your joint is lit, the look I see in the mirror is me but fuck yeah I’m a fucking jock,” Martin said, now flexing his biceps. The mirror reflected the hunk but in reality he’s still the same twerp he is
What Martin doesn’t realize is the fact that Dave is not even human. He’s a ghost who trapped in this building after the previously established asylum tore down and replaced by the college dorm. Dave was a jock during his lifetime, until that injury hit him and made him depressed and started to hallucinated.
It’s always been a folk stories that everyone that get dorm no. 247 would always be a nerd and by the time they graduated, they would be a total meathead, and Martin is in that path now.
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