Jeff enjoyed his new hot body, and wardrobe. Nobody seemed to remember him ever being wimpy. Though apparently, his old buds remembered him now as a bully picking on them. He shrugged it off, he was too busy being popular to bother with those nerds.
Chameleon clothes come back to bite Jeff in the ass. He comes back from the showers and his locker is empty except for a collar and leash, and a note.
Jeff growls and pulls out the note and reads it, and for some reason he can't resist trying on the collar. The note says something about him being a dumb jock and trained animal performing tricks and never using his mind. He recognizes Bill's writing, and he thinks trying on the collar, he'll turn the joke around on them.
Boy is he wrong...The collar transforms Jeff into...