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Chronivac Version 4.0

Jeff is a were-jockstrap now

added by Drakkenfyre 9 years ago BM I S

Jeff coughed up globs of mucous as he regained his shape. Rocco was dressed in leather, he couldn't wait to see Jeff reduced to a cum slave. He was sure that's what he would be now.

"So, Jeff, you're looking good. Just like you did ten years ago. Guess, the Chronivac has been kind to you," Rocco said, "I bet you're hungry, come and get it, Jeffy boy," Rocco ordered opening his fly and letting his hairy cock flop out.

Naked Jeff stood. He was a bit wobbly, but his muscle tone was surprisingly just like it had been before he became a jockstrap. He glared at Rocco and took a step toward him, then another step.

Rocco grinned, he mistook Jeff's expression for submission. Two seconds later Jeff was pounding on a surprised Rocco. If Rocco had been prepared, he would have handled Jeff, but he was not ready for an attack, and Rocco had a glass jaw. Jeff stood up and looked at the bloodied man at his feet and his red raw knuckles. He kicked Rocco in disgust. There was some clothing to wear. Rocco had a slave boy costume laid out, but Jeff found some normal running gear, dressed and borrowed all the cash in Rocco's wallet. Then he started for where home used to be.

He was hungry. He stopped off at the burger joint and was shocked at the prices. The Six Dollar Burger was now really $6. A lot had happened in 10 years. He bought the burger and sat down to eat. A runner came in and ordered a salad and water. He sat down across from Jeff. Jeff could see his jockstrap when he spread his legs. His mind thought I could be that jockstrap. I should be that jockstrap. He finished eating at about the same time as the runner. He waited a minute, then he started out after him. He ran to the University Gym, and Jeff followed. A monitor shouted that he hadn't scanned his finger and logged in. Jeff didn't care. He was on the trail of the runner. He found his locker, while the guy was showering, and he knew he belonged inside it. He took a deep breath.

Rocco's running gear lay in a pile on the floor. The jogger returned with a towel from the shower room, and opened his locker. There was a brand new jockstap in with his gear.


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