Danny grinned as he typed Kathooey.
The big white jocks who slept with his girlfriend would become cross dressing, submissive, effeminate asian guys, he typed that they would be obsessed with muscular guys. He hit enter. The teansformations would begin when they climax, but would take a week to fully take affect.
He confirmed and executed the command, and headed for the gym.
His ex girlfriend was already getting busy with Erik Johansson in the back of his van in the school parking lot, when Danny arrived.
"Oh, yeah, yeah, yiaow!" Erik shouted as he climaxed. He suddenly felt like something broke in him. He usually would go a couple rounds with girls, but for some reason, he lost interest in Danny's chick.
He started to dress, and perfunctorilly thanked her for the sex.
Sasha begged him for one more round, but he shoved her off. He had to workout, he said, and headed to the locker room.
Erik stripped and weighed himself. Every day, he had been 195 or within 3 pounds of it. Today it read 185. He tightened the drawstring on his shorts more than usual. Maybe he should've gone another round with Sasha. The locker room reeked of male sweat, and usually, Erik crinkled his nose at the stench. Today it was making him horny. He headed for the weight room.
Danny was shirtless lifting weights. He was still angry at Sasha, and was drenched in sweat as he redirected his anger into lifting.
Erik entered. He glanced around the mostly empty weight room. It would fill up in a hour or two. Guys mostly slept in on Saturday mornings. Huh, Danny is here. That Asian dude is hot, why was Sasha fucking dudes like Erik when there were muscle studs like Danny. His eyes fixed on Danny's abs and pecs, and lingered. His tongue darted in and out of his lips, as he lustily watched Danny pump iron.
Danny noticed Erik's stare, and then the dark roots showing in Erik's naturally towhead hair. Dang, he must've screwed Sasha this morning!
Danny burst out, "Kathooey!"
"Huh?" Erik said turning his eyes from Danny's body.
"Sorry, I sneezed, Rikki, didn't mean to startle you," Danny said using the nickname that Erik despised.
Instead of a comeback that Erik would have previously made, he said sincerely, "Hope you're not coming down with anything, Danny. Uh, er, the team really needs you," Erik said. Nice save, thought Danny. Gradual transformation was cool. Erik's eyes were changing from pale blue to a darker shade.
With confused lustful glances back at Danny, Erik headed over to the leg curl machine. He could lie on the bench to conceal his boner.