
He was glad his father forced him to play sports. He has a goal in life now. He doesn’t need his computer or his intell-whatever to get rich. Sports will make him much more richer. And popular. The jock life is the best!

He was glad his father forced him to play sports. He has a goal in life now. He doesn’t need his computer or his intell-whatever to get rich. Sports will make him much more richer. And popular. The jock life is the best!

Look at his superiority. Go look in a mirror. Look back at this picture. You are inferior. You want this superiority. I don’t blame you. I want it badly too. This is a real jock boy. Let his jock superiority consume and change you.
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You want this body. You want this cockiness. You want to become a jock boy. You will love sports. You love working out. You love showing off your body. You will love your bros. You admire Coach. You will serve your school. You are a jock boy and that’s all you’ll ever be. You have this body. You are cocky. You love sports. You are a great jock boy.

Eyes glazed over, body covered in sweat, empty mind and muscles bulging. He’s wearing the proper attire and soon the proper haircut. He’s a good jock boy now. Look into his eyes, he wants you to join him.

The first time you wear the jersey, you can’t take it off. It’s permanently attached to your body. It sucks your intelligence and spits it back out as muscle. You are a jock boy now. Embrace the jersey.

In a trance, you put on the football jersey. It feels right. It feels great. Coach welcomes you to the team. You have blank look in your eyes all the time now. All that matters and excites you now are sports. Jocks don’t need anything else. The jersey consumed your old self and replaced it. You don’t know this and even if you did, you wouldn’t care.

He doesn’t remember what happened but when he came to, he was wearing this and taking this pose. His body was moving against his will and a voice in his head was overwhelming him, drowning him out. He’s a good jock boy now, not some nerd playing games.

“Come on and join us, bro. We have want you. We even have an extra pair of white basketball shorts for you.”

I didn’t want to hurt my uncle’s feelings so here I am, in the sports clothes he gave me. I don’t like them. I love them. I want more of them. They feel so great. They even look great. I don’t care for sports though. I want to play sports. I love sports. I’ve gotten awards and honors for my athletics. Thanks uncle. Let’s watch the game. I love my life.