Trevor was tired. Like REALLY tired. He had pulled an all nighter and was barely awake. His pale green dyed hair was shaggy and he had slapped on some sweatpants and his astronomy hoodie. Just to say, he was a mess today.
He sipped his Starbucks coffee in silence as he passed by the football captain, Mark Christian, and his new best friend from the wrestling team, Austin Loffler.
“Hey, bro look at this nerd!” Austin spoke in a passive-agresssive loud whisper. He wore his brick red wrestling singlet, white tube socks, and white tennis shoes, like always.
Trevor nearly bolted in that moment, but he was too late, as Mark and Austin both grabbed him and smacked him onto a locker as bystanders laughed, recorded, or showed sympathy for him during the event.
He was eventually put down back onto the ground, but he ended up passing out, likely due to a concussion.
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“Uggh.... my head hurts,” Trevor moaned, “Hello? Anyone there?” He was tied up to a chair that was glued to the ground.
“Hey, Austin, Mark! The nerd’s finally awake!”
Trevor instantly knew that it was Gregory Grey, an old friend from elementary, but they had gone to different middle schools, but Trevor always knew they would meet again someday, and Trevor had been spying on him once he found out that they went to the same High School.
Out of the showering room came Mark, holding his jockstrap, but something was different.
Different as in naked. Buck naked.
Trevor was astonished.
And confused.
And worried.
“Hey nerd.” Mark finally spoke as he pulled up a chair, still naked, and his dick hard.
“What do you want, Mark?” Trevor asked.
“I just want to talk to you, man” he replied.
Once again. Trevor was astonished, yet all the more skeptical.
“What about?”
“Well, I wanted to ask you if you would take a look at this old watch I found” Mark replied.
“Okay, sure”
He pulled his watch-necklace off and he showed it to Trevor, and started to swing it back and forth.
“Oh craaaap...zzz” Trevor was now in trance.
“Hey bro. What’s the nerd doing here?” Austin asked, also naked.
“Ssshhhhh! You’ll see...” Mark snickered ominously. “Can you go grab me some wrestling stuff, bro? Like yours, exactly.”
“Sure, bro.” Austin replied and left the room after putting his clothes on.
“Now Trevor, I want you to focus on my voice”
“Sure....” Trevor groggily replied.
“Now I want you to focus on your hobbies. What you do in your free time.” Mark ordered.
“...” Trevor thought of many things, like reading books, studying, video games, etc.
“And I want you to throw it all away, bro”
“No. I like who I am now.” Trevor had resisted Mark’s power.
After a few more tries and inevitable failures with hypnosis on Trevor, Mark got an idea. He walked over to Trevor, and cummed all over him, coating him in warm jock cum.
And while Trevor would not consider himself LGBTQ+, he had inspected other men from a distance. But this broke him. The warm feeling of the fresh cum on his body, the pleasure when it had reached his tiny nerd dick and hardening it, the delicious saltyness of the cum in his mouth, it was all too much to handle. And Mark took advantage of that.
“Hey, bro. I want you to focus on your hobbies. What you do in your free time.” Mark swung the watch back and forth, hypnotically.
“Okay, bro” Trevor mumbled that last part.
“And I want you to throw it all away. You don’t need it anymore.”
Everything was leaving Trevor’s mind. Video games, extra homework, studying, all of it.
Mark continued, “And all of that garbage you just leaked out of you’re head, bro, is too boring or too hard for you to remember now, and forever.”
Trevor fought back, “But I have a 4.0+ grade point average!”
Mark retaliated, “No you don’t. You never did. You never even liked those classes. Science, English, Math, whatever. You hate those things. Those things are for nerds. But you aren’t like them. You’re not a nerd. You’re not even that smart.”
“Then why do I go to school?” Trevor asked.
“That’s simple bro. Wrestling. And you’re wrestling bros.” Mark replied.
“Wrestling?”
“Yes. Wrestling. You live for it. You and your bro Austin. And you’re other wrestling and football bros. Don’t you remember, Ty?”
“Ty?” Trevor asked
“Ty. Tyler Kleyn. You. You’re name.”
“...” it was all coming back to Ty now. Years of weight training with Mark and Austin, him winning wrestling tournaments for his school, working out with the football team and Austin. He was a jock.
“Thanks bro.” Ty said to Mark.
“Anytime dude. Now where’s Austin? He should be back by now.” Mark thought aloud.
Austin appeared with a wrestling uniform like his own for Ty. A sweaty brick red singlet, a cum-stained jockstrap, white tube socks and white wrestling shoes.
“Thanks Austin!” Ty said. He took off his ‘nerdy’ hoodie, sweatpants, and briefs so he could slip on his wrestling uniform.
Each piece he put on, the more bulky he became. Thick thighs, chiseled abs, huge biceps, and to top it all of, a huge 61/2 dick.
He was now 6 foot tall, since he was an even later bloomer than Simon ever was, his green eyes took on a rich brown coloration, and his hair was slicked back, and darkened at the front to a similar color to his eyes, fading into his pale green highlights.
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“Oof! That was a great workout!” Ty exclaimed.
“Yeah, dude! We really sweat up a storm!” Austin replied.
“Let’s take showers and let’s head over to the sports store. We get a discount for being on a sports team, so why not?” Mark interjected.
“Naah. Let’s just head over. Skip the shower. We might even pick up some hot bitches bros!” Ty said.
“I’m down” Austin said.
“I’m cool with it too.” Mark replied.
“Cmon bros!” Ty calls after them as he ran to the sports store across the school.