"Please..." you mutter meekly.
"Shit this is gonna be hard work..." he says somewhat annoyed at how dense you are "Your gonna need a real big change in your persona if this is gonna work..."
"S-sorry?" you blurt out not making the situation any better.
He glares at you and you think that the best option is not to talk too much. It appears as though he is considering something and you will soon find out what it is. As though finally making his mind up he walks over to a rusty draw and yanks it open.
You squirm contemplating what might be in there.
He pulls out an old metal box with a padlock on the front and whips a key from nowhere which he uses to open it in a flash. Reaching inside he grins to himself and pulls out a very old and worn looking pair of red boxer shorts.
"These will change you in ways you never realised" he states still grinning "these babies cost me an arm and a leg but what they provide me with is more than worth it!"
You back off inwardly fearing the material he holds in his hands not really knowing why.
"You can feel it can't you?" he says grinning more than ever "Well many thought that they were nothing more than a cheap urban legend. A pair of boxers impregnated with the spirit of their former wearer, the most rebelious skater punk who ever existed!" he finishes.
The boxers seem to almost squirm in his hand as if they can sense you.
"W...uh...please..." you half beg half wimper fearing what is to come.
"You can't resist them" he says grinning quite evily as he throws the boxers at you. You stumble backwards falling onto your butt.
You watch as the material slides across the floor and dives at your legs.
"N-no!" you stutter flailing your arms trying to knock them away.
Smoothly they slide up you knobbly legs as you try to grab them and pull them off but they are too quick. Getting to your feet the boxers find their target as they pull themselves the rest of the way over your crotch and butt finally settling around you waist.
You try to yank the boxers off but they are gripping to you somehow and you can't get them off.
You groan as the boxers gently rub your cock, thoughts of trying to get the boxers off drift away as the pleasure sweeps over you.
"Let go..." the boxers seem to whisper and you comply by letting your hands fall limply to your side completely under the hypnotic spell of the boxers.
It almost feels like a hand is gripping your cock and jacking it softly and rhythmically as you sway gently enjoying the feeling.
"Smile..." the boxers whisper and you feel a smile creep onto your face which quickly twists into a cheeky grin.
"Good..." they whisper again "You like boxers now don't you?" you feel something click in your head as suddenly briefs appear babyish and uncomfortable to you, and boxers sexy and cool.
"You like this feeling don't you?" they continue "You feel horny a lot and you like it". You feel a tingle in your groin as you body produces more hormones. They shoot through your body mking you feel a buzz you never had before.
"Your hormones make you feel adventurous don't they? You like to do exciting things and show off" they say and something else clicks in your head making you realise how cool extreme sports are, and how feeling the wind in your hair is great. You no longer want to sit around doing boring things like play videogames.
"But you need strength to do exciting things" they coo as another rush of hormones passes through your body. Your skinny arms buff up and you pecs grow, your nipples jutt out and your abs push through your stomach. You thighs pump up with muscle until you look like a lean muscular 16 year old.
"Your so confident and cool. Let all you concerns and worries be blasted away. Feel them slide into your balls as you get ready to blow your old persona away" they whisper as you feel you inhibitions focus in your balls, and any last part of your old self ready to be shot out of the body it once occupied.
You feel the rhythm build as you approach climax, the boxers feed you minor commands to alter you body to make it fit its new form better.
You feel you hair stick upwards and gel appears twisting it into a cool quiff. You hair lengthens to you shoulders and new hairs sprout round your groin. Your cheeks gain dimples and your boring chin jutts forward and a cute dimple is forced into it which really makes you stand out. Your eyes turn blue and your skin gains a nice tan. All hair other than on your head, under your arms and round your groin disappears. Your ball pull up tight as you get ready to cum the boxers shift so that your cock slides out of the front hole aimed right at your old briefs.
The jacking reaches a crechendo and your orgasm hits you hard.
Groaning loudly, for a split second you get a hold of your senses your eyes going wide as you realise that it's too late. You body shakes violently as your balls shoot your old geeky personality right out of your body and through the air in an an arc with some landing on your old briefs. You shoot about 7 thick loads which totally empties your balls of your former self.
Coming down from the highs of orgasm you balls magically swell full of their new skater cream which causes them to drop and hang lower in the boxers.
Groaning again you groap you balls as your new rebellious personality takes hold and you raise your head smirking at your captor who was silently watching through the whole event.
Your eyes seem dark and almost souless as your new shallow spirit shows through. Your brain is filled with new thoughts and feelings which you gradually adjust to.
The boxers loosen their grip and fall to your feet allowing you to step out of them. Standing looking very confident and cocky your penis goes flaccid and seems to shrink a bit. It couldn't be more than 5 or 6 inches erect now and it's really thin. Your brain tells you your dick needs to be small as to not to get damaged in any of your sporty activities. But in reality your just not very well endowed and your brain is just making excuses.
"Looks like I need sum fucking clothes eh?" you say flashing your cheeky grin to your captor not caring that your naked.
Your captor grins at you and says "Well lets get sum then eh?"
You follow him adopting a confident stride glancing at your old briefs momentarily you notice them squirm slightly as they absorb your old geeky essence...