They followed the man into the next room where there was piles of football equipment.
"Man! This is amazing!" shouted the defensive back seeing all the gear that laid about.
There was a bunch of sports drinks on the table labeling what they were oriented for,
and next to each table was that kind of equipment. " What does all this do?" asked
Charlie looking around. "well this equipment makes the player resilient on the field you
see, but were still working out the kinks here." The minute he said this the defensive
back runs to the table and grabs one of the bottles. " Please don't do that sir!" said the
guide but he just smiled holding the bottle in his hand. Next to Charlie came the voice
of his friend kieshawn who was on the same team as the defensive back" Jones! Don't
do it man! It's not gonna be good man!" "Oh please! I'm not that stupid! I'll just look for
the bottle marked football and drink that!" and with that he put the bottle down and ran
to the end where there was a table all brown labeled " football"
They stood there in aw as the dumb jock picked up the bottle and read the label.
"Please sir! Don't drink that bottle, it will not be good!" but he was too late as jones
popped open the cap and began gulping down the weird liquid. With a loud "ah!" he
tossed the bottle into a trash can and laughed! " jones you really shouldn't have done
that man! Your cracker ass is done now!" jones just glared at him and said" please
asshole! You were alway so fast and able to catch the ball better! Now it's time for a
white man to play the sport better! I'm gonna be a football star now instead of some
jungle bunny coon!" As he said those last words, a strange rumble came from his
stomach, and kieshawn just stood there and said " now you get yours you racist
bastard!"
With a loud belch, jones began the changes as the tour guide smiled and said " now
well see what happens." "This liquid are dumb friend has just swallowed will indeed
make him a football star in more ways the one! You see as we tried to test it, the
people who drank it, well there still here." as he said this the group looked at jones
and the table standing by him. As the effects began jones opened his mouth and said "
I feel weird! What's happening to me!?" Kieshawn now smiling the whitest smile
Charlie ever seen, said " why jones, your gonna be a football star! I plan putting you to
good use too my friend!" and with that jones looked down as his feet began to change.
First they popped out of his sneakers as the swelled beyond normal, then as his socks
ripped open, his feet started turning a brown color. " your kidding I'm gonna be black!"
shouted jones irritated as his legs swelled up as well, becoming the same rich brown
color as his feet. "Not exactly!" kieshawn said as the group watched in amazement.
Jones the saw his pants rip as his waist began to expand, his belt snapping as his
hands and arms began to bounce of his rounder midsection. "whoo!" he shouted as he
lost balance. Looking down he saw his feet had melted together becoming one single
point, and strange splits were beginning to form in between his former feet and on
there sides Well what was left of them anyway!
"Someone help! I'm gonna fall!" he yelped as his arms and hands began to turn the
leather brown as the rest of his body. Everyone just looked on as he finally stumbled
and began to fall back, his retuned body rocking back and forth on the floor. " it's
strange, he's obviously fatter but his body is harder?" Charlie mentioned curiously as
jones tried to rock himself back up. Kieshawn looked at him with a gleam as his head
changed brown, and his waste kept growing. " How are we feeling mr jones?" asked
the guide. " I feel light, but I don't think I'm suppose to, am I? What's my name
again?" jones looked bewildered as the guide mentioned to the group" you see the
mind also changes as well, becoming air, you can say he's becoming an airhead
football jock!" and as he said that he chuckled. Everyone else just cringed as jones
head began to come to a point. Giggling, jones rocked back and forth as laces began
to poke up his midsection. A black air hole and the words Wilson and NFL appeared
on his side like a professional tattoo, except he no longer had skin just leather.
Drooling out of his mouth jones laid there gently rocking back and forth next to a pile
of footballs next to the table. " Yo! Jones! Your turning out to be a pretty sweet ball
man! Can't wait to give you some spiral throws!" Jones just looked dumb for a minute,
and tried to open his mouth.
But instead of a voice there was a loud hissing noise as he began to shrink, his eyes
nose, and ears now nothing more than dots which spread across him. As kieshawn got
closer the tour guide said " well we all know now the true star of football is the ball
people!" and rummaging throw the torn cloths kieshawn picked up his new ball! " can I
keep him? " he asked the guide. " well he never will be human again, so as long as
you take care and use him, you may have him for as long as you want! But remember,
you are responsible for him!" and with that the black man gave the new jones ball a
kick threw some automated goal posts! " I hope you do treat him good kieshawn?"
Charlie said as they followed the guide into the next room.