Staring at his reflection in the mirror, Jeff took stock of his new body. He looked to be about 18 years old. He had on pajama pants, but no shirt. He was lanky and skinny, but his arms and chest had some definition to it, no doubt from the hard farm work he has to do. Memories slowly come tricking in; yes, Jeff was now a farm boy who was 18 years old. Examining his body in the mirror, he could see that his face was pretty average. He had mousy brown hair and a bit of a goofy smile. Looking closely, he could see some peach fuzz, but not too much of it. He also had a small line of hair crawling up from somewhere inside his pants, all the way up to his belly button. The line was rather dark and totally visible from a great distance away. Looking inside of his pants, he could see that he was developed about average downstairs. Where Jeff’s new body really excelled, unfortunately, was under his thin but defined arms. A cloud of teenage body odor hung all around him. Jeff lifted his arm to see. A bush of thick brown hair spilled out from under his arms. Having never had armpit hair before, it interested Jeff quite a bit. He ran his fingers through the stinky hairs. “Wow”, he muttered to himself, as he felt how thick, rough, and wiry the hairs felt; totally different from the hairs on his head. Sniffing his fingers, he noted, with disgust, that the strong body odor was transferred to his fingers. With his armpits exposed, he could smell his powerful body odor even more; it stunk as if he worked all day and without deodorant. Looking around his room, he could find any deodorant to alleviate the situation. “This is absolutely terrible!” Thought Jeff. “I’m trapped in a terrible stinky teenage body, with smelly, hairy armpits, and no deodorant! The smell is making me sick!”. Jeff stops for a moment and begins to think about what he could do.