They pulled off the road after about ten minutes, down a narrow dirt and gravel drive until they came to a single wide parked on cinder blocks in a small clearing, which served as a small yard--but it was cluttered with junk, mostly hunks of rusted out cars. The truck stopped in front of the door, and Jeb and his brother hefted themselves out, while Jake hopped out of the back. Looking at them both, he was surprised by how similar the two of them looked--not quite twins by any means, but they had the same massive beard, 350 pound bodies, and greasy mullet--and the same chewing tobacco crammed in their cheeks. “My name’s Jug, by the way--what’s yours?”
“Jake.”
The two brother’s smiled at one another. “Come on in then, and we’ll help you out.”
He followed the two of them into the cramped space, and saw the interior was as filthy and cluttered as the yard, filled with trash you nearly had to wade through. The two of them started fighting about where to find...something, digging around for a few minutes--Jeb in the bathroom, and Jug rummaging around the kitchen counter until Jeb gave a shout, and emerged from the bathroom with a small tub in hand. “Here it is bro, I told you.”
“Fine fine, ya were right,” Jug said, and took the stuff from him and approached Jake with it, “A’ight, git that hat off, ‘n let’s git this on ya quick, Jay.”
“That...That’ll change me back?”
Jug nodded. “A little something I nicked from Bud’s shop while he wasn’t looking. Works like a fucking charm.”
Jake was...suspicious to say the least, but what choice did he really have? He took the jar and opened it up, looking at the strong smelling cream inside. He got a bit on his hands and started rubbing it in on his scalp, and then across his face, Jug and Jeb urging him to use a bit more, to help counteract the previous stuff Bud had used on him. After a minute, he could tell it was doing something--his scalp was tingling like it had before, at least. Excited, he pushed his way past Jug and Jeb so he could get into the bathroom. The mirror was filthy, but he could see his reflection at least--and sure enough, there was hair on his head again!
He was so happy he gave a little shout of joy, and ran his hands through the growing strands. It was...a bit greasy, but he didn’t fucking care--he had hair! The same thing was happening on his face too, thick stubble filling in, and soon he had a full beard all over, even down onto his neck. Then he noticed something odd. The hair on his head...it wasn’t all growing equally. The hair towards the front and top had stopped growing after about an inch or so, and was sticking up, while the rest towards the back was still growing down, past the back of his neck...like...like a mullet. And his beard, it was still growing too, looking nearly as wild as Jeb’s and Jug’s did.
“What--What in the fuckin’ hell did ya just make me put on myself?” he said, looking out the bathroom at Jeb and Jug, finding both brother’s licking their lips, groping their crotches and staring at him. “You said this would change me back!”
“That’s what I thought too, when I nabbed it that day,” Jug said, “But instead, it made me a fat, greasy, slobby piece of trailer trash obsessed with cock. Never did mind though--too stupid to mind much, and Bud let me keep the shit to use on other troublemakers like you. Like Jeb here a few years back, right Jeb?”
“Right bro--this is when we fuck ‘em, right?”
“Bro, ya know our cocks are too small tah fuck anything. Just go suck Jay’s cock first--let’s get a couple loads outta him, take a bit of the fight out a him before we break him in properly.”
Before Jake can stop him, Jeb has him pushed back into the bathroom, one hand around his cock, and all it takes is two strokes before he cums with a shudder...but the shudder doesn't stop, as his firm body begins to grow and expand, packing on close to fifty pounds before it stops. He has to get out of here--a few more loads like that, and he's going to be a stupid slobby pig like both his brothers are!