Jeff just stared into the hairy pit he was just huffing. It was so hairy... So sweaty... Simon's body odor was so strong and rank. The stench was turning Jeff's mind into mush. He couldn't think straight at all; he could only think of getting closer to, getting more of Simon's jock sweat and BO. Jeff's eyes glazed over and his mouth hung open. Simon just chuckled deeply as he saw his friend turning into a mindless stink slave. Simon knew Jeff's old life was over. Simon saw Jeff totally entranced by his armpit. Simon reached over and scratched the heavy bush. As his fingers ran through the hair, Jeff grunted; he was rock hard. Simon just laughed.
Simon lowered his armpit, with Jeff's eyes still fixed on the sweaty clumps of hair sticking out. "Damn Jeff, you really OD'd on my jock stink. It looks like nothing is going on in there!", he said while jokingly poking his head. Jeff wasn't listening. His gaze was travelling down Simon's hairy sweaty torso, finally landing on Simon's stretched, yellow jockstrap. Simon's set was huge, and it was so hairy. The jockstrap was straining to contain it, and hair was poking out all over. Jeff felt a wave of envy rush through him for the jockstrap. The yellow nasty jockstrap got to hold Simon's sweaty cock all day long, soaking up the nasty rank ball sweat and BO. In Jeff's degraded mind, that was all he ever wanted; to be as close to jock sweat and musk as he possibly can.
"You can sniff it if you want", Simon said to Jeff. "Really?", Jeff responded in an almost pleading voice. "Sure, dude. I can see your dying to smell my crotch. Go for it".
With that, Jeff got on his knees and started sniffing the wet jockstrap. It stunk so bad. The ball musk and unwashed sweat smell was unbelievable. It was making his eyes water, but he couldn't stop. He was in heaven! He kept taking big huffs of Simon's crotch. He moved the jockstrap down, letting Simon's huge rod out. He stuck his nose right at the base. The smell was even stronger! Thick pubic hairs tickled his face and got in his nose. Jeff wasn't sure which smelled worse. Simon's pits or his sweaty crotch.
"I can see your too far gone now, Jeff. Your mind has been degraded too far by the stink. All your hopes and dreams have been replaced with a craving for sweat and BO. That is why I am offering you a choice. I can turn you into a great many things where you can experience my sweat and odor more fully. A jockstrap or a plain white t shirt, for instance. Both options, I can assure you, will have you on my body at all times. Your going to soak up all my sweat and BO, turning yellow and rank over time as well. You just need to decide, do you want my crotch sweat, my sweaty cock, and my hairy balls inside of you, if you become my jockstrap? Or would you rather have my hairy pits sweat in you all the time, making yellow, stinky patches under my arms. With sweat from my hairy chest pouring into your fabric, sucking up my scents, if you choose to be my t shirt".
"If none of those options interest you, you can choose for yourself. Would you like to become my sweat? Always coming out of my pours, making me smell. You could turn into my armpits, all hairy and stinky. You could turn into my cock, becoming a fat hairy dick Who coughs up my cum and piss all day. Another option, if your feeling particularly rank, would to be my asshole, Having shit come out of your hairy, smelly anus mouth all day and farts for breath. You could be my smelly feet? My hairy balls? My stinky cum? You pick, Jeff"
Jeff stopped sniffing the rank bushes and let his mind process this. He was ecstatic! All the choices sounded awesome to his degraded, rank mind! But which one did he want to be?