Cam sat up in a cold sweat. Cory was snoring in the bed next to his. Cam peeled back his drenched sheets and
stood shivering in the hotel room. He padded over in his stocking feet to check the thermostat, and frowned.
It read 72, he cranked the temp up to 80. Then he noticed Cory's open jar of Tiger Balm on the dresser. He
inhaled the musky manly smell it was very familiar. He raised his arm and sniffed his own armpit. His body
scent seemed like a pale watered down knock-off. He remembered the warning, but shook his head. It was
ridiculous. It was just ointment. It had turned Cory into a real hunk. It would probably do the same to him.
Cam walked over to Cory's bed. He leaned over the sleeping teammate. The guy looked more like Cam now than
he looked like his former self. Cory had obviously slathered on more Tiger Balm before going to bed. Cam
thrust his hand into jar in his other hand. Four fingers plunged deep into the warm buttery stuff. Instantly,
Cam felt warm all over. He was burning up. He scooped out a handful of the ointment and slathered it on his
chest. He felt dizzy, he felt high. He stumbled back to bed and fell asleep.
In his dream, Lin-lin appeared walking in a jungle. The kid was dressed in a rich silk suit with short pants,
matching shoes and a parasol. He wore a festive turban too. Suddenly, Cam stepped out of the bushes. He was
naked except for his chastity device, but he was his former muscled self. He told Lin-lin that he was going to
eat him. The kid offered him the parasol in exchange for his life. In his dream, Cam danced smugly with the
parasol and allowed the boy to continue on the jungle path. Lin-lin had only gone a little ways when another
Cam stepped out of the bushes. This one looked identical to the first, but it had no parasol. Cam heard
himself threatening to eat Lin-lin. This time the boy gave Cam his turban. So the dream went with another
Cam twin demanding to eat Lin-lin and instead getting an article of the boy's clothing. Finally, Lin-lin was
naked except for a yellowed oversize pair of briefs. The five Cams marching through the forest encountered
each other by a great tree in a clearing. Lin-lin heard them coming and climbed the tree.
"I am the handsomest," said the first Cam puffing out his chest and waving his umbrella around.
In his bed, Cam thrust out his sunken chest.
"Can't you see I look better in my fine headdress," countered the second Cam testily.
"Silly Cams," laughed the third Cam. "The shoes make the man!" He held up his shod foot which like
Cinderella's stepsister's didn't fit him at all.
"Not shoes! This jacket makes me the best dressed," said the fourth. He couldn't even button the jacket which
was ripping at the seems as it stretched across the fourth Cameron's broad shoulders.
"Ha, ha, you four are jealous, you all wish you were wearing these handsome purple shorts!" said the fifth
Cam.
They began berating each other and trying to take the other's purple garment. Soon they were chasing each
other around the tree that Lin-lin was hiding in. They ran faster and faster. The garments got tossed on the
ground as they ran. Faster and faster they ran. Their bodies began to glisten with a yellow sweat. Soon they
started to melt and soon nothing was left but big ring of Cam butter surrounding the tree. Lin-lin climbed
back down from the tree. He dressed himself in his clothes, and then gathered some broad leaves from the
forest to carry the tiger butter home.
Later that day at his father's restaurant, Woo's pancake house, Cam's teammates entered. They didn't look at
all like Cam in the dream. They were all seated at the counter with heaping stacks of pancakes slathered in
cam butter. They ate and ate and ate. The Cam butter was all gone, and 40 identical Cam's were seated at
Woo's counter, all his teammates had become Cam, and Cam was gone.
The dream was disturbing and didn't make any sense. Cam woke up.
He was immobile in bed. His body coated with a yellow popcorn buttery substance oozing from every pore in his
body. He could hear Cory stop snoring and start sniffing.
Cory woke up, and smacked his lips, "Something smells delicious!" He followed his nose over to Cam's prone
body and knelt over him. He sniffed again. Then tentatively he stuck out his tongue and licked the yellow
slime off Cam's chest. His face lit up, and he began licking in earnest and smacking his lips. The faster he
licked the more Cam seemed to ooze more of the yellow stuff.
Cory grabbed his cellphone and started calling his teammates. Soon all of Cam's teammates were gathered around
him struggling to lick the intoxicating yellow substance seeping out of his body. Tongues were everywhere
slurping and sucking. The football players pushed against one another like baby piglets struggling to get to
the sow's teat. One would get his fill and be pushed back and another would take his place. Cam could feel
himself shrinking. He felt the heavy steel device slide off his cock. Cory no longer looked anything like
Cory, he was now Cam's twin - the old Cam's twin - Cam was sure that he no longer looked like himself. Why had
he gone and used that Tiger Balm. He was sure he was dreaming there were now at least 20 twin brothers
gathered around him with another 20 close cousins everyone looked like him, except they loomed larger than
life.