Jeff and Simon were now total jocks, through and through. They now strutted the same corridors that they used to scuttle through unnoticed nobodies, now they ruled. Their bodies transformed, their minds corrupted. They sauntered down the corridor chatting up the hottest cheerleaders and tormenting the lowliest nerds. Weeks after they had been transformed into the hulking sex machines they now were this was now their lives and it felt as natural as breathing to them. Simon was the slightly more intelligent of the two, though intelligence was not a word that would be used to describe either of them, and he was growing restless of this routine.
"Dude, we need to shake things up around here big time. Im gettin shit bored of bangin the same chicks and beating on the same nerds" Simon groaned
"Bro, im so with you on that" Jeff shrugged
"I think we need to turn this place into a jocks paridise" Simon had an evil grin on his manly face, he lowered his voice, "what if we took all the nerds, the goths, the skaters, everyone. And made them like us?"
"Duuude, we could make every fucker into a jock!" Jeff exclaimed as he caught on to what Simon was proposing.
"We could get the cheerleaders to transform the girls too, imagine that nerd Lisa transformed into a horny sex pot!"
Just then a waterbottled rolled across the yard and knocked into Jeffs foot. It had come from Scrawny Joe, captain of the schools chess team, an embodiment of dorkiness. The moment he realised were his bottled was headed he had imediately coward away in fear, desperate to avoid yet another beating.
"Hey you fucking nerd, you throw shit at me and your going in the fuckin trash can!" Jeff boomed, his jock insticts taking over.
But Simon had other ideas, "Whoa, hold back bro, Joe didnt mean any harm, did ya bro?"
"n-n--no i swear i didnt, i just..." Joe squeaked, he had the voice of a child, puberty had yet to work its magic on him.
"What the fuck you sayin bro?" Jeff hissed at Simon through clenched teeth.
"Nah, dont worry about it Joey, me and Jeff will even top this up for ya" Simon barked, ignoring Jeff who was steaming with rage
"No really i its fine..." Joe began, but Simon and Jeff were already off to the toilets.
Simon pulled Jeff into the toilet, still carring Scrawny Joe's bottle. All the goths who congrigated in their imideatly scrammed as a red hot Jeff stormed in, still fuming from what had just happened, leaving the two jocks alone.
"Dude, what the fuck man? Why didnt you let me clobber that nerd?" Jeff raged
"Bro, this is our chance to start changing things around here" Without explaining Simon whipped out his 9 inch Jock cock, it was dribbling jockish cum, Simon held Joe's bottle under it and let some of his juices drop into the bottle.
"Bro, take your top off" Ordered Simon
Jeff still had no idea what simon was planning, but any excuse to shiw off his rippling muscles and hairy body. Simon took Jeff's wife beater and wiped it under Jeffs arm, allowing it to soak up as much sweat as he could. He then let the sweat drip into the bottle.
"Their!" Simon exclaimed "This, is Jock in a bottle, one swig of this and our buddy Joe will be a hairy mess of testosterone an muscle."
"Broooo, thats ill!" Jeff had cottened on to the plan now.
"Oh, one more thing" Simon said, opening the bottle and spitting into it. "Lets do this man."
The two strolled back over to Joe and his chess buddies, a deathly silence fell over the group, as if two sharks had just swum into a school of fish.
"Here you go buddy" Simon said handing Joe his bottle back,
"er.. thanks guys" Joe squeaked, still anticipating a beating of some sort. But it never came, the two jocks wondered off chuckling to each other.