"I'll put on the jacket," Fred volunteered. This sort of surprised the other three somewhat. Fred didn't seem to be the type to be interested in being a jock. Well, at the very least, he didn't seem like the type to jump at the chance.
"Really? Why?" Parker asked.
"Because if you two fight again, I'm going to need to be as strong as possible to break it up," Fred responded. Although, in truth, while that was one reason he wanted to do this, it wasn't the main reason. The main reason was that he just didn't want to be left behind if all his friends became jocks. "Also, even though I know you guys are probably preferring to not wear clothes, your guys are going to need new clothes when you go home. You can borrow some of my Dad's clothes. They may not fit exactly, but it's better than the one you have on right now."
"Oh cool, I'll go get them. Thanks, bro," Dale said as Parker handed the jacket to Fred. Tom looked really excited when Fred put it on. The friends really did learn a lot about Tom after what has happened today.
"It's the first door on your right. You can't miss it," Fred called out as Dale left to find new clothes.
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Cozy bedroom, Dale thought as he entered Fred's Parent's room. He was about to pick out some clothes when he got distracted by the full-length mirror in the room. The newly made jock hadn't seen his reflection yet, so he couldn't resist doing some examinations. Taking off his shirt, Dale was once again in awe of his new body. He lifted his arms into a double bicep pose and watch his former pipe cleaner arms bulge full of muscle. The jock then placed his arm behind his head and watched lats appar. Man, even with this padding he now had, he was still was pretty hot.
Speaking of which, Dale took a look at his face and noticed that it was looking different. Maybe a little more angular and manlier. Actually, did he look older? Dale couldn't tell, and even if he was, he wasn't that much older, so he paid little mind to it. He just kept flexing his new muscles until he noticed how tight his pants were. Oh, well, Dale did want to take care of business, now was a good of a time as any.
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"Well, you sure took your sweet time picking out clothes. Did you have fun?" Parker teased. The look on his face indicated he exactly knew what Dale had done.
In response, Dale just threw the clothes he got for Parker at him. He didn't want to look at his face after what just happened. Before he finished, the last thing that he thought of was an older and more muscular version of Parker, bouncing on top of him. Was it the jacket that was making him have these thoughts? Or were these feelings always inside of him? Should he even keep wearing the jacket despite the risks? Perhaps it was best to see how Fred changed before he decided.