He pulled the pants back up and tightened them, excited to see the final parts of his change. He pulled up the sleeveless compression shirt, which was drenched with sweat. The smell especially from the armpit area was particularly strong, and Jeff grimaced when he realized he was about to put the soaking wet shirt over his upper body. Yet since his upper body had not changed yet, and the compression shirt was an XL, he had little problem getting the shirt on, despite the fact that it was so wet. Once the shirt was on, he felt the same heat that he had felt in his legs and feet all over his chest and back, as his upper body slowly started to swell with muscle. He felt himself grow even taller, reaching his final height of about six and a half feet tall. His pecs became more defined, his nipples clearly showing as the fabric of the compression shirt tightened around his chest. His back muscles tensed and grew thicker, adding to his overall frame. He felt his stomach muscles contract as he grew a six pack of abs; however, a strong layer of fat grew around his abs, strengthening his core and providing even more girth to his frame. He definitely had a gut, but it was one that was backed with strong muscles, as opposed to just being overweight. Overall, it made his form incredibly intimidating, and his new height definitely made him stand out in a crowd. The changes weren’t over, however, as he felt an even more intense heat and insane itchiness cover his upper body. He lifted up his puny arms to see waves of dark, thick, curly hair pouring out his armpits, already drenched in sweat. The same itchiness covered both his chest and back, as the unescapable covering of hair continued up his entire upper frame. With a final stretch, he felt his pecs grow just a bit more, as the itchiness died down and he was left with the chest and back of a hairy linebacker.
Pulling up the bottom of the shirt, which was now incredibly tight on his body, Jeff saw that his suspicions were confirmed about his stomach. Thick muscles were guarded by layers of fat that were covered in sweaty hair. Feeling his stomach, he grimaced a bit at how hairy it was, but he marveled at the muscles that he felt underneath. He had never been particularly muscular before and having the muscles of a linebacker were incredible. He pulled the shirt up further and marveled at his furry, muscular pecs. A part of him noticed that with the sweat and hair, that the BO scent was exponentially stronger now, but as more and more of the uniform was put on his body, he realized he didn’t mind as much. He felt a small part of him be disgusted by his new sweaty body, but the fascination of it all was still novel enough that it overrode his general disgust. He looked at the last few pieces of the uniform: the pads and jersey, the gloves, and the helmet. He decided he would finish it off. Put on the last pieces of the uniform, take a few pictures, maybe jack off again, then turn himself back to normal. He couldn’t wait to see what he would look like as a complete football linebacker.