Ty was feeling a bit devious. Even though Jason was his friend he just couldn't help it. He thought Jason being embarrassed was too funny! "Now", Ty willed Mr. Bretman to say, as he clapped his hands. The class stopped rubbing Jasons hairy muscular legs and turned to the teacher.
"Now Jason, you have been playing football for quite some time...", began the teacher. Jason was confused; "No, i have never ever played!", Jason's new deepened voice belted out.
A few kids laughed as Mr. Bretman corrected him; "Jason, are you alright? You've played on the team all your four years in high school! Now, class, the next part we will examine on our puberty dummy is the upper body. Because of all his years of practice and working out, Jason has an outstanding upper body to show us". Jason started to blush quite a lot and he sheepishly lowered his gaze. He obviously didn't like the attention.
"Raise your arm and flex your bicep Jason" commanded the teacher. He was under Ty's power and had no choice but to comply. His very large bicep jumped up as he flexed it. It was very hard as defined, with an array of veins criss crossing it. "Now class come over here and examine Jason's muscles. You can touch, I'm sure he won't mind!".
The class each took their turns feeling Jason's thick biceps or his hairy strong forearms. "Wow, look at all that hair he has on his arms! Its so dark and thick, and there is so much of it!", one of the students remarked. "Yeah its like a monkeys arm!" Another student joined it. A third one shouted "his bicep is so big! I bet he could beat anyone up!". Jason was humiliates being examined like a zoo animal like this!
While the students all took turns touching his bicep, one of the students pointed to Jason's clearly exposed armpit hair. "Why is there so much hair here, Mr. Bretman?" one student asked. "Yeah! And why does it smell so bad! Like my dad after a long work day!", a girl added.
"Ahh, I see you have noticed all of Jason's armpit hair. When a boy becomes a man, he started to grow hair in his armpits, like Jason here. Jason please lift both of your arms up over your head".
Jason was mortified. The whole class was examining his armpits! This was so embarrassing. He, however, had no choice but to comply. He lifted his arms exposing his huge bushy jungle of brown pit hairs. Jason flushes red again; there was so much hair and he knew it smelled pretty bad.
"Now, all boys do get armpit hair but that certainly doesn't mean you will get as much as Jason here. Jason has much more than an above average amount of armpit hair. Jason, my friend, was your father a sasquatch?" The teacher joked, to both the students laughter and Jason's humiliation.
One girl leaned in and took a sniff. "Gross!" She yelled. "Indeed", Mr. Bretman began. "When boys grow older they begin to smell bad in their armpits. Jason is obviously very far from a boy now so therefore he is going to smell bad in his armpits. Although Jason, did you skip showering or your deodorant today. It does smell quite bad!".
Jason blushed incredibly red and hung his head low. He was absolutely mortified. One of the students pulled on his armpit bush gently. "Whoa! Check out how long his hair is!" He cried. "And look at how much hair he has! My dad doesn't even have half of that! He really must be part caveman!", another student yelled. "I hope I never get that stinky or hairy. That's gross!", a third piped in.
The class continued to mock him by calling him a caveman or smelly, and Jason could do nothing about it. He stood in front of the class who used to be his peers, stark naked in a body that wasn't his. He wasn't used to being big and hairy and smelly. He was mortified.
"Now Jason, you can put your arms down. Enough on your armpits. Let's move on to another part of the body of our puberty demonstration dummy. Any suggestions class?"
The class all yelled different answers;
"How come he has so much hair on his chest?!"
"Does Jason have to shave his face every single day? It sure looks like it!"
"Ewwww look. His butt is all hairy"
"Why is his penis so hairy and long?!"
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