The light streamed in, and what Chad saw couldn't be real. It looked like his school locker room if somebody had drawn it for a comic book or something. The guy standing there looked like an anime caricature of one of his teammates. Actually, it could have one of 3 people. The anime drawing was good, but it wasn't exactly any of them. It moved. It was 3D or maybe Chad was 2D now? He saw the hand move toward him, but if it was 3D it had a flatness about it. He just couldn't tell,
"Hurry up, Thad, get dressed!" shouted another anime character dressed to play football. The number belonged to Rod, and it was a big enough guy, but Rod was real, not anime.
Who the fuck was Thad. Chad freaked, the guy sort of looked a lot like an anime version of himself, except with black hair. Whoa, this isn't anime it's Yaoi! Chad stared at Tad's nakedness. He had a huge uncut cock. Chad's was cut, and probably just as huge, but -The anime guy hurriedly pulled Chad over his manhood and ass. Chad gagged, and lost all perspective. He was sure someone slipped him LSD or some other hallucinogens.
Apparently, anime football shorts are all anime players wear. No jockstrap, no separate pads. Chad realized everything was built in the Spandex football shorts Tad was now wearing. From his perspective on Tad's crotch, he was worn out of the locker room and on to the football field. Coach Sinclair was there but fatter and balder than in real life.
"Okay, now that we're all here, girls. We'll start with some morph plays," Coach said.
Morph plays? Chad never heard of any plays called that.
"Here, Tad, catch!" Sinclair said throwing the football to Thad.
"Now you form a scrimmage line, Tod I want you on offense this play."
The guy with Rod's number moved to turn his butt toward Tad. Chad felt Tad's manhood harden in him. Fuck, he must be gay, Chad thought. Rod is Tod, Chad is Thad, what's going on with this anime version of my world? he wondered.
"Sure thing, Coach Tinkler," Tod said as he thrust his butt in Tad's direction.
Oh, right, not just anime, but Yaoi, Chad thought.
"Okay, Timon, you're going to run deep and Tad will throw the pass to you," Tinkler said.
Simon is Timon? Does everybody's name in this reality start with a T? Chad wondered. It was weird, Chad noticed that body odor coming from Tad's crotch smelled of printer's ink as well as sweat. Weird?
"Okay, Thad, I want you to the Morph Dragolian Lightning Play!" Tinkler shouted.
Tad handed the ball to Tod between his legs, and moved in uncomfortably close. Chad containing Thad's crotch was only a couple millimeters from Tod's ass.
"Break it up boys, this is not the morph-merger play!" shouted Tinkler.
Thad took one step back from Tod's ass. Chad breathed a sigh of relief, inhaling Thad's increasingly musky crotch odor. He smelled a bit of sulfur now.
"Hut, one, hut two, Transylvania, six, nine-thousand!" Thad called.
The ball snapped, and Chad felt Thad growing huge and stretching him impossibly as he ran back, and the line of defensemen morphed into various anime monsters. Thad's muscular arm was considerably more muscular, and really scaly right now, as he pulled back his arm, and catapulted the ball impossibly far. Timon had transformed into a black, blue and silver monster in a football uniform, and he was literally leaving a white lightning trail across the field as he ran like lightning to intercept the ball. Thad followed through with the throw after the ball release breathing a fireball on to the field . The line monsters scattered as an armored dinosaur-turtle like monster came flying over Tod and crashed down on top of Thad.
Tekkaman! screamed Chad's mind. Tekkaman! This was the Tekkaman world from when he was kid. He had collected all the playing cards except for the Dragolian card which was so rate. Thad was a dragolian, but what was with him being human too? That wasn't part of the Tekkaman game, or maybe it was now. Chad's kid brother was 12 and he watched Tekkaman Purple & Pink, Chad would have to ask him about it, if he ever got off his Yaoi doppleganger's crotch.