AS you flip through, you see that all the boys- no men, are wearing jeans with the front of the boxers showing. You sigh, and realize you've been wearing the same pair for a while now. you STILL think they're uncomfortable as heck, and long for your (clean) briefs.
Damon's finished setting up the weights, but he's fair. Since you're doing more weight, he allows you to do a lesser number of reps. He's also your "spotter" and you realise that he's tough, but not unfair.
The pain spreading through your body is an odd sensation. It burns, ans you get upset that your not even seeing any changes.
After 2 hours, it's time for a short break. "Hey, boy, it'll take some time for you to start lookin lik a man!. Peww, you smell like crap! He goes to the bathroom and returns. He smears gel deodorant all over your pits, smearing your new, fine armpit hairs that are coming in. The worst part is when he sprays you with the Axe musty body spray. Since your sweat is messing your short hair, he reapplies gel, and shaves the sides of your head again. You hold back tears and curse...
After a nother hard day's work, you fall asleep on your matress, dirty jeans and shirtless.
"You've been working hard, boy, so you can sleep in your boxers tonight. And hey, tommrow is a break day! TV, magazines, shaving...welll mabye shaving will come later. And except another nice surprise in the morning, bitch. He says, and turns out the lights.
Oh, by the way, your new name is Butch. Or I can just call you boy.
Your so hot, you pull off your stiff jeans, and fall asleep in your dirty white boxers, you can't wait for new clothes, but you don't know what Damon will do while your asleep....