Adam went to Mario for help that afternoon after his last class, but he no sooner got in the door than he was once again an 800 pound drooling squealing sow sucking on Mario's cock.
"How are you this afternoon, my piggy princess?" Mario laughed as Adam just suckled on his cock hungrily, lost in lust for the hot Mexican boy. The sowboi's grunts felt good vibrating through Mario's hard meat, and calling the once muscle-jock Adam his piggy princess filled both of them with a thrill of excitement. "You like when I call you princess, huh girl?”
Mario reached down and stroked Adam's hairy chins as she suckled on him. Adam had magically grown the hair on "Princess" chinny chin chins out into a long black goatee, and sometimes braided it and used it as a rope to tie the dim-witted blubber piggy to his crotch, cock fully hard and inserted.
In fact, over the last month Mario had had quite a lot of fun using magic to read Adam's mind like an open book and do some fine tuning to maximize the thrill of bringing the jock down. He learned that Adam's armpit hair made the jock feel manly, and that he was proud of the good head of hair he had on his head too. So with a little magical influence from Mario, during his "human" time Adam discovered his armpit hair and head hair thinning. It wasn't as obvious as the weight gain, and he had convinced himself it was only the weight that made it look thinner. But in truth, his armpit hair was gone now, and he had a bald spot on his head which was only going to get worse in the coming few months, until it was clear he suffered from early male pattern baldness. Despite his denial, Adam knew he was losing the hair... and was it his imagination, or did his eyebrows seem sparser than they used to be? He remembered them being dark and thick, nicely shaped, but not so much now.
Strangely enough, he always seemed to have some stubble on his chin - darker than ever, and his body (other than his baby smooth armpits) was hairier than ever. His chest was a field of dark hair, and he was even getting hair on his back and shoulders. He even started letting a goatee grow out, and it was coming along very nicely, growing fast. But somehow none of this helped his insecurities over the loss of his armpit hair and his going bald on top. He couldn't help it, he felt less of a man somehow. Especially now that he had fat hips and moobs that were really starting to show a lot; he would get embarrassed whenever he saw his reflection in the mirror. Gone was the hot, ripped jock. But what could he do?
In fact, he found himself daydreaming about Mario, which was strange, because he wasn't gay. But more than once recently he had also found himself staring at a guy and almost drooling, wondering what the heck was going on and making a point to try to get some help. But his intentions evaporated every day he got back from class, and he was spending 2/3rds of his life as a big fat multi-teated sowboi sucking cock and squealing for spooge.