Heading out of your room, you navigate the college to your gym's locker rooms. Upon entering, you realize that you'd look out of place with nothing in hand, so you grab a rental padlock and towel from a booth inside. Walking down the aisles, you're looking for a good person to try this out on, but it seems like nobody's in here. Passing the showers, you see one stud under the spout and clearly isn't afraid to show off. His bronzed skin and tight muscles are giving you a hard on, one that could never match his. Turning your head, you see what must be his clothing on the bench. Getting out of his line of sight, you browse through his stuff and happily pull out a cloth black jockstrap. You hear the shower turn off and quickly put his jockstrap away, then wish you were a copy of his. Turning black and small, you fall into his heap of clothing. The stud walks over and pulls you on first. You can feel yourself pull his ass firm and pad his horse hung junk. He begins to pull more clothing on when something pulls you inside of him. It feels like you're snaking around when you're suddenly taller an--
You took control of the stud! A rush of new memories fill your head along with the old ones you already have. You feel the jockstrap fall to the floor and look at it. It'd be considered psychotic, but you think it looks sad, telling you that this is where the stud was put. You'll change back, right? Not until you've had some fun with a massive body and a cock that can't compare. Running into the showers to masturbate, you don't know what you want to do next, but this is a great place to think.