#jockification

Instajock

Nate was helping tutor some of us Psi Alpha Alphas. He was a good dude and smart ass tutor too, but he was all stressed out all the time about making enough to meet the next tuition bill. So awesome guy that I am I decided to help him out. One quick pic in my new app was all I needed.

I’m still getting the hang of the settings but it helps if you turn on the “naked filer” first. Makes it easier to check the progress, and damn did this scrawny ass dude need my help. I switched on auto correct to make things faster and started typing away. F-R-A-T-B-O-Y. With each letter his body stared to morph appropriately, putting on height and pounds that looked like they came from both pumping weights and chugging beers. In seconds a beefy new frat brother stood where the scrawny as Nate used to be. He was perfect but I couldn’t forget- he wanted some extra income and I knew just the thing. 

As I typed he morphed again. While before he gained masculine mass, now he got both bigger and leaner. Pizza and kegstand body fat melted away into a fitness model physique perfect for his new gigs gyrating and thrusting at sorority girl houses, bachelorette parties, and local clubs. His ass also got noticeably rounder and cock massive enough to split out of any costume or thong. To finish things off I maxed out the “sex drive saturation” and watched as his already impressive cock became even thicker and permanently semi-hard. Finally for extra fun I dulled down the already low “cognitive brightness” to an extra low and grinned as his frozen features melted into a dull grin. Hit save and a backwards cap appeared on his head. The new Nate, fratboy stripper stud was good to go.

I’m still craving to try out all the app settings so let me know if you want to apply.

He liked to take pics as evidence- if only to tease that runt Mike. When it had first started, and Mike jock'ed out into Chad- as he likes to cal himself- it had only been a brief hour of freedom until Mike got control again and Chad had to revert back to that pencil dick dweeb. Mike had freaked, but it didn’t stop it from happening again. Chad cant remember much from when Mikes in control, but he got the sense Mike was growing secretly envious of his alter bro self- cause who wouldn’t. He was hot and hung and even with his limited time, Chad had more friends than book worm Mike. Sure Chad didn’t have the smarts, but who cared when he was an alpha jock with a beautiful cock who could get laid anytime he wants. He figured the more Mike secretly wanted to be him the more time he would get. So he took his pics, knowing full well Mike would check his phone- and just for an extra tease, maybe he’ll slide down his sweats, show Mike what he was really missing.

There’s a whole new way to deal with pesky book worms. Jock-em up. Let their brains hang up to dry. Gravity pulls the smarts out while the body pumps up with tasty jock muscle like a inflating sponge. You’ll know when a guy is done when he starts flexing his new guns and licking his lips in your direction. He shouldn’t have any trouble getting his new bro’d out body down and showing you his appreciation

Hmm blushing skinny guy, huh? No matter.  Your type is my specialty. Now, let’s see what we have to work with.

First, try to flex for me.
Come on, don’t be shy. 

Ok, good. No muscle on you, but we can work with that

Flex again.

Now again.
Better. 

That’s a start.

Flex a bit harder.
There you go.
Hold it. Just need a bit more mass… 
Perfect.

Now drop the trousers.

Don’t be shy. Just let em drop. Just flex.

Exactly. That’s it. You’re kinda liking it now right?
Be confident.
And see that, you have some nice legs. Getting some height on you too. Looking good.

Ok, so now turn that cap around.
Yup. Face is looking better already.
Give me a pout. Like you’re a dumb stud.
That’s it. Now a bit dumber.
Yeah. More. 
Perfect. 

Now why don’t you show off a bit more and flex out of that sweatshirt. I know you want to. And you better pull off those briefs too, unless you just want to grow right out of them. 

That’s it keep flexing. You like what you see right? Feels good watching your biceps grow, chest swellin in your t. You’re no skinny twink anymore. Doesn’t matter that youre not much of a postdoc student any more either. That you don’t even remember your old name. Cause it feels good getting cocky and big. You wanna be a sexy stud. You want to get jacked. You wanna fuck. Go ahead keep flexin. I see that cock of yours getting hard. Stick with us and you can train, flex, fuck all you want.

Dream Hunk

Morning babe. Like what you see?
I wanted to be the man of your dreams and you must of had some hot dream.
Woke up 3am feeling all swoll and shit, cock and bod suddenly growing all big and hard- fuck I never felt so fucking good.
Didn’t want me as your gentle loving little spoon soulmate anymore huh? No, you wanted some cocky mean mother fucker didn’t you? Dreamt about some muscled hung sexy alpha fucking your ass.
Well wait till you get a load of this cock. This is what you wanted? I can tell youre getting hard under there, drooling over these abs.
Now turn around bitch. It’s been torture waiting for you to wake up so I can fuck that ass.

Dude quit staring. What are you on about? I wasn’t like this a second ago?
Like what you see? Get a peak, but this speedo’s done nothing to me and I’m definitely not takin it off. And sorry man we’re not best bros. I don’t know what chlorine fumes been doin to you but Ive never been a nerd like you. Now quit it, I gotta get to the pool. You want a speedo so bad there’s still another one of these lying over there

Mirror Jock So Fucking Hot

Sam: Do I really have to be shirtless for this? It’s just a stupid urban myth, what’s the point?

Nate: You chose dare. Besides its hilarious. Just look in the mirror and say the words to yourself.

Mike: Heck maybe it’ll actually work haha. Imagine turning into a stupid himbo.

Nate: Hurry up and go, it’s Mike’s turn next.

Sam: “IamfuckinghotIamfuckinghotIamfuckinghot” there happy?

Nate: This isn’t Bloody Mary. You have to keep saying it.

Sam: Oh come on. Until when?

Mike: Until we say so dufus. And slow up, don’t be so insecure. At least say it like you mean it. For the smartest guy in class you can be real thick

Sam: Fine, fine, fine “I am fucking hot. I am fucking hot. I am fucking hot.“ Er this is so stupid. Are we done? Cause its getting kinda warm

Nate: Whatever, shut up Sam. Keep going

Sam: I am fucking hot. I am fucking hot. Mmm… I am fucking hot

Mike: Haha that’s better. That was kinda convincing. Why don’t you flex a little if you’re so hot? Haha

Sam: Hmm flex? I am fucking hot *flex* Ha I am fucking hot*flex* I am fucking hot *flex**fleeeex* Mmm yeah. I am fucking hot

Mike: Hahaha nice, you totally sound like a jock.

Nate: Uh Mike… was he always that toned?

Sam: Fuck look at these abs. I’m so fucking hot. Mmm biceps man. Huhu so fuckin hot.

Mike: Holy shit dude, he’s actually…

Sam: Pecs fuckin hot. Like muscle so fuckin hot. Bod so fuckin hot. Yeah bro I’m like so fuckin HahhT.

Mike: Fuck dude. Look at him lick his bis. Shit he’s turning fucking hot…

Nate: Uh ya sure, but he’s our friend… He’s sounding like a dumb muscle jock

Sam: Cock so fuckin hot

Nate: Alright Sam stop! Keep your clothes on. It’s gone far enough. Stop stop. You’re turning into a total musclehead

Sam: Mmm but brah, you’re so fuckin hot

Nate: No wait, come on stop

Sam: Ur so fuckin hot

Nate: Quit it, get your hands off me. I don’t wanna look in the fucking mirror…

Sam: U so fuckin hot

Nate: No ugh… I’m so - fuck- stop… Mike help!

Mike: Muscle so fuckin hot. I’m so fuckin hot

Nate: Fuck… Mike no…ugh so hot… hands off my… no- so fuckin hot

Sam: Hot bro. Bro so fuckin hot

Nate: Ugh… fuck… bro… so hot… uuuuugh yaaAA. so fuckin hot

bromocollegestud:

Damn bro. Nice package

Who knew the training serum could be so effective. Take these two. Only seconds ago they were the most timid pair of nerds, until the serum kicked in and they became so uncomfortably hot and horny for each other they couldn’t resist exploring each other’s bodies. Now they’ve already given in and the more each touch, stroke, kiss turns them on the more they grow. The more they grow the hornier, wilder, and dumber they become.

He took a quick swig of the bottle he swiped from the loud drunk obnoxious jocks down the hall. He coughed violently the straight vodka stinging his throat and eyes.

He never drank but he didn’t care. He was sick and tired of being the social library bound outcast, of being called the uptight skinny ass nerd of the hall. If he could do nothing else he could at least try to get drunk for once, even if it was alone.

He took another swig, squinting his watering eyes half in pain half in tears. He could already feel his head getting fuzzy and foggy, God he was such a lightweight. How did those jocks do it? Sure they were dumb as bricks but at least they had fun, at least they were friends.

He tried a longer swallow, forcing himself to take down several gulps of the burning alcohol. If he could only like loosen up a bit. Not care so much about all that dumb school stuff. There was all this better stuff then dumb boring books.

He took another casual shot. It didn’t sting as much now, although he stumbled a little chuckling to himself. His head was getting all hard to think and it getting so fucking hot. He was always so body shy but screw it. He sloppy pulled off his shirt, pausing only for a second before wobbling a little to slide off his shorts, and even underwear in hand. God he was drunk.

He took another drink. More easily now and he smiled goofily to himself, pleased. That felt better. But drunkingly patting at his torso- he was so fucking thin and pale. He should train… Was-wasn’t he already? He flexed a little admiring small but lean muscle that wasn’t there a moment ago. But like 3 days a week wasn’t cutting it. He needed some more bulk.

He brought the bottle to his lips again eyeing the peak of his bicep tense in the process, not noticing how it swoll and grew even larger. The drink was easy now, sweet and tasty fire. He fucking loved this stuff. He took a long slow pass at the bottle and he could feel the familiar and pleasant burn down his throat and through his veins. Each gulp brought pound after pound of pure jock muscle to his slender frame, hardening his biceps, abs and chest, plumping his lats and thighs, filling in his non existent ass into two perfect round smooth cheeks. Letting out a soft deep moan into his drink, blond highlights spread through his hair, his jaw squared and reshaped itself as his eyes glistened from brown into blue giving him the perfect cocky jock appearance.

Still hungrily pawing the bottle in lengthening fingers one hand drifted to his waist feeling his small dick twitch and throb to life, thickening and swelling into his hand to become the large thick cock he knew so well.

He finally threw the bottle down satisfied, giving another slow dumb laugh, this time two octaves deeper then before. So stupid. His head felt so slow and foggy, but wasn’t it always. Why was he alone in this single ass room? He needed his bros. Giving his stiff cock a few slow strokes- he was always so fucking horny- he left the dorm room bottle in hand, naked- why cover his amazing ass- out to join his jock bros down the hall.

The cap was doing its job. Sucking up brain power to fuel the new muscle blooming across Joey’s once bony pale frame. He could feel his head emptying filling with a new cocky alpha persona and he couldn’t resist, pain turning into intense pleasure as dark sexy stubble spread across his maturing cheeks and a thick new piece of meat swelled to life in his shorts. New memories pumped into his head- sports, muscle, sex- and his new bros that gave him the tank, shorts, and the perfect cap that went along with it