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Chronivac Version 4.0

A New Jock's Dumbening

added by Rawshock 11 years ago BM S O

Chris only had a short time to look at his new stats before his change began, but he was intrigued by them.

Name: Josh "Bax" Baxter
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Height: 6'1''
Hair Colour/Style: Blonde buzzcut
Eye colour: Blue
Weight: 200lbs
Build: Muscular
Relationship Status: Boyfriend of Tricia Brown
Sexual Preference: Straight
Penis size: 6.5 inches soft, 9 erect
Occupation: High school student, football player
Education: High school (11th grade)
Economic Status: Upper middle class
Social Status: Popular jock
GPA: 2.2
IQ: 95

Himself a nerd, Chris had never liked jocks. He was jealous of how they seemed to be able to get great bodies and get hot girls without even trying, he was contemptuous of them for being stupid and proud of it, and he hated how they seemed to always act like such assholes to people who, like him, were smarter but weaker. The jock he was slated to become, as far as he could see, seemed like the exact opposite of him. Still, he surmised that that was what made this sort of thing interesting. Wasn't the whole point of the Chronivac to be someone completely different from yourself? He didn't have any more time to contemplate the philosophy of the Chronivac, and soon he would be doing a lot less contemplating.

An electric tingle passed through Chris, and his entire body started to swell. First he felt himself stretch, his skeleton getting taller and wider to support his new frame, but those were the least of his changes. There was a rush of testosterone from his brain going to his entire body. His muscles began to inflate and his penis went hard. It was like nothing he had ever felt before! His biceps and his glutes ballooned and tightened, and big pecs and a six pack pushed their way out of his torso. He felt strong and manly and aggressive, like he could take on the whole world and and win! Hairs sprouted across his body. His dick suddenly went soft, but didn't shrink; it was now the same size flaccid as it used to be erect. And then just as suddenly it went hard again, now even bigger. It was such a rush he couldn't think straight, he couldn't form a rational thought or focus on it, certainly couldn't focus on who he had been, couldn't even think up big words like rational or certainly, but it was such a rush and he felt, uh... He felt fuckin' awesome! Why would he need to think?

His brain was the only part of him that shrank, as his skull swelled, and his face shifted around. His jaw grew square, his features grew stronger, his eyes tingled as they lightened to blue, and even though his hair got shorter it turned blond, just like all that new body hair. He and his muscles and his dick were so big they stopped growing. Chris was a new person now, and he looked down at himself for the first time. Instead of a small WoW T-shirt, he was now wearing an extra-large jersey that said "Baxter - 23 - Oakwood Panthers". This was both a lot less lame than his old fuckin' nerd clothes, and very familiar. His name. His number. His team. His thoughts were simpler now. Standing up and looking around, he thought hard and slow and managed to realize that he was in a different room. The colors of the wallpaper and the floor were different, the window was on the opposite side, the walls were covered with posters of his favorite football players and the hottest models instead of... science and shit... and on the shelf there were barely any books, but plenty of trophies. Trophies that he could remember winning, and the memories made him feel strong and aggressive all over again, and he grunted and chuckled dumbly.

He looked in the mirror and saw a tall, wide, muscled up, handsome fucker, and he recognized himself. Of course he did. That was him, Bax. He could still remember that he was Chris, but Bax was in charge, and he didn't fuckin' care about that fuckin' nerd. That was the kind of dork he beat up, thinking they're so good, working on school all the time. He glanced over at his desk, now devoid of any papers. He didn't have time to work on school, all the math and shit was fuckin' impossible anyway. He just got the nerd tutor to do it for him so he could stay on the team. He was too busy actually playing on the team, and working out so he could be better, and hanging with his buds from the team, and getting chicks, to actually do fuckin' schoolwork. Getting chicks. He remembered Tricia, his girlfriend, one of the hottest cheerleaders, but she wasn't the only chick out there.

All of this reminded Bax that he should try out the body he still vaguely remembered was new.


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