He sauntered over to his bathroom, his new cock banging and swaying back and forth, hitting his thigh and dribbling precum all over himself and the floor. As he got to the bathroom, he noticed that the strong locker room / B.O. smell persisted. What was it? "Oh no", Joe thought to himself with a flush of embarrassment. He lifted up his arm and took an experimental sniff. "OH GOD I REEK! That horrible smell was me!". He now stunk like a jock. This is a nightmare. He flicked on the light and saw his new monstrous body in the mirror. He was about 6.2 now, and hairy all over. He could see that his armpit hair was so thick now, that it stuck out like a jungle, even with his arms down. He had thick chest hair that continued all over his shoulders in a light covering. His forearms were covered in veins, but its not like you could see them. He had such thick and long hair all over his forearms, you could barely see the skin. His biceps were huge as well.
He flexed a pose with his biceps and saw them bulge up. With his biceps up, he could see his pit hair spill out. God it was gross, and the smell was doing something to his head. His new appendage was slowly becoming engorged with blood. He had to take care of that smell. He spied a deodorant on the sink (apparently it was his in this new reality of his). He pulled the cap off, and immediately dropped it in disgust. The applicator was covered in a whole bunch of long curly brown hairs! Disgusting!
Joe started sobbing in his new baritone and sunk to the floor. He sobbing, with his cock at full mast, leaking a steady supply of precum on the floor. He was president of the chess club! he didn't want to be a jock! Let alone a monstrous, hairy, stinky jock! Joe was worried; he knew all his hair, B.O., and hormones was doing something to his head. He was afraid of what would happen.
Maybe he could shave it all off? Maybe he could trim his armpits and wear lots of cologne and THUD... His mom banged on the door of the bathroom. "Joe! get in the shower, you only have 10 minutes! I left your favorite wifebeater,your jockstrap, and your shorts on the bed for you to put on when your done".
Joe stopped. "Huh, I guess I do remember wearing wifebeaters to school all the time. I can show off my muscles and my hairy jock armpit!". Wait... "NO", Joe's mind screamed; "I need to fight this! I am a nerd, not a jock!".