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Justin was a weak nerd, incapable of engaging in social interactions. He spent more time glued to his computer than playing sports or taking up a hobby that would better his social skills.
What people didn’t know about Justin was that at home he was a horny jackrabbit. At college he was shy and reserved, but at home he was networking a portfolio of naked men. Specifically jocks. There was something Justin found so exotic and unusual about the primitivity of frat bros, himbo’s and jocks. He longed for this sense of numbness and bliss. To exclude himself from the reality of the world by being a musclebound sex beast.
These perverted tendencies continued even at college, admiring the jocks, noting down their every move, their shift in attitude and their appalling mental aptitude. He would even go as far as to note down their smell when they were in close proximity and examine their cock lengths when peeking at the urinal.
But Justin didn’t just want sex with them. He wanted so much more. Justin wanted to be a jock. Using his scientific ability he had devised a plan to work his way into the College’s group of sports-obsessed jockboys. he had spent long enough examining their tendencies. Observing them from afar. It was now time to launch his plan into action.
It was 1:30 and the bell had sounded from the corridor to alert that students had to make their way to the locker rooms to get changed for PE. As Justin was opening his locker to get his kit, one of the college’s star football players Jedd made is way over.
“Fuck bro! Do you have any spare kit” he sounded, his voice unusually deep and masculine, but of course Justin knew that. Jedd was one of the jocks he had been observing and in fact he had taken a liking to him.
“Uhh follow me“ Justin said nervously, his voice shaking. As Justin led the way, Jedd following closely behind, it was time to enact the second phase. Jedd was shirtless which made things even steamier between the two of them. Even though they had never spoken to each other, there seemed to be a sexual tension between the two of them. Jedd was completely clueless to what was about to happen next…
“Should be a spare pair of shorts in here somewhere”. Justin noticed the confusion on Jedds face and smiled, ready to go all out…
“Why the FUCK are we in the boys toilets bro? fucking queer”, even when Jedd was angry, there was still a masculine growl in his voice that said he could whip his cock out any minute.
Just as Jedd was about to leave in a fit of frustration, Justin leapt forward and grabbed his cock. he began to massage the tip under the thin layer of fabric. Jedd was rendered completely unresponsive. Stuck in a trance of bliss and pleasure. Although this time, with Jedd’s manhood cupped in his hand, he had the deep masculine growl, in fact it sounded almost identical to the 6″3 ripped jock that stood, hypnotized, before him.
Justin knew there was nothing more Jedd liked than a blowjob, and so it didn’t take long for the nerd to collapse on his knees and deepthroat the monstrous babymaker. Jedd’s face transfixed with a permanent dumb grin, this was how Justin knew his plan had taken full effect. But he wasn’t finished. “I found the kit you wanted bro” Justin said . Jedd too horny to formulate a sentence just nodded eagerly, and without hesitation slipped into the skimpy gym shorts Justin had found.
It didn’t take long for Jedd to regain consciousness, but this time he didn’t have the same attitude that he had entered the bathroom with. The swagger was gone just as much as his deep voice. the gym shorts gripped tightly to his waist, started to have an adverse effect on the college jock, “Fuck bro, what have you done to me!?”, said Jedd. Justin was overwhelmed with a newfound confidence, he just needed the body to match…
Justin observed as Jedd moaned and whined like a pre-pubescent child. The shorts progressively getting looser on his atrophying muscles, his bulge shrinking. Whereas, Justin was only getting stronger, his muscles inflating, his dicklet becoming a horsecock. At the same time it was becoming harder for Justin to think. His brain rewiring to accommodate dull meaningless thoughts about sport, his bros and lifting. His shirt hugged his petruding pecs and his ass felt plump against the fabric of his shorts.
The two men now resembled each other. “The fuck have you done bro, give me my body back” moaned Jedd, his voice was shaky and uncertain of Justin’s response. Justin stood caressing his cock. “You’re gonna need these bro”, Justin said, handing him his pair of nerd glasses from before the transformation. “Oh and one more thing bro” Justin said “You’re gonna be my fag bro, every time you see me you’re gonna think bout sucking ma dick, you’re doin’ it right now aren’t ya bro?”
Jedd nodded. “well go on then get to work”
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So one of my long-standing fantasies has always involved tutoring someone(in college) and stepping close to show them something, only to catch that they were hard and throbbing in their shorts. Of course, I wouldn’t be okay with that, I’d mock him, point it out, only to have him grow harder and red with shame, and show him what a dirty boy he is, making him finish his work while I mock him and slap his cock, and only when he finishes, and it’s all correct, will I let him jerk off, then demanding extra so everyone else doesn’t find out what a stupid small penis he has.
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