Simon was fed up with Jeff. He knew what to do. Simon pushed Jeff against a locker and lifted up one of his arms, exposing his armpit. They were even hairier and stinkier than Jeff's; the thick brown hair twisted and knotted together creating quite a clump, and the stench could peel wallpaper. "Alright Jeff, I'm giving you one chance. you can accept it, or I will force you!"
Jeff, only about a foot away from Simon's pit, was conflicted. The thick hairy bush stunk horribly, but for some reason, he wanted to sniff it. His newly enlarged organ slowly enlarged until he was rock hard. Simon's body odor was making him hard? What the hell?
Jeff kept sniffing the air. Fuck, Simon's armpit stunk horribly. He had to get an closer whiff. He leaned in a bit closer and took a small exploratory whiff. Jeez, Simon has some rank BO. Is that how I smell now? I sure hope not!
Simon chuckled as he saw his friend, almost hypnotized, lean in just a little bit and take a sniff of his armpit. He was still about a foot away, but he knew that his body odor was working!
Jeff couldn't get enough. His eyes glazed over. He leaned in even closer, and took a big, deep whiff. Had Jeff been paying attention, he would have felt that the hairs under his arm squirmed out even more, giving him more armpit hair!
"Fuck, Simon's pit stinks!", Jeff thought to himself. "Why can't I stop!? I want to give in, but if I do, I will turn into a jock!". Jeff pondered for a moment, and made a decision. He leaned even closer into Simon's pit. Simon's thick greasy armpit hairs tickled his nostrils. The brown bush enveloped his face, wiping jock sweat all over his face. He took a deep hearty whiff right from the source. As the body odor entered his lungs, he felt his penis (already rock hard) shoot out a bit more, gaining about half an inch of length. His chest itched as well; if he was paying attention he would have noticed a little bit of chest hair blooming in the center of his chest. Jeff kept sniffing and smelling Simon. God it stunk, but he couldn't help himself. "Make me stink like you do Simon. Please make me a jock!", Jeff muttered, a bit muffled by all the armpit hair around his lips.
Simon chuckled; his plan had worked. His jockish body odor was too much for Jeff. Jeff couldn't tear himself away from Simon's armpit. His friend was well on his way to becoming a hairy, stinky football jock!