Jasen with an 'E' (hypno musc AP)
by Silent
Jake was a short nerdy looking kid; he was as skinny and as tall as a rail. He liked classical music and ABBA, which no cool jock liked. It also didn’t help much that he was in the school orchestra. He was always picked on and had a few friends, but they were all in the orchestra or chorus.
One day, he was walking into his gym class (aka his least favorite class), and he got pinned on the ground by someone big, but he really didn’t see whoever it was because he was blindfolded. He felt himself being carried somewhere.
After about five minutes he finally heard a door close. He got sat into a chair and had his blindfold taken off. When he got in off it looked really bright in the room, even though it was quite dark, he couldn’t see anyone though. Finally he saw someone, he really couldn’t recognize him though.
“Jake… Jake…”
Jake could hear the person talking to him, but he was talking very quietly.
“Jake… You are getting very relaxed and obedient…”
Right before Jake’s vision blurred away, he could see it was the star quarterback for the football team who graduated from their high school four years ago. They hadn’t won the championship since he left, and the coach was always complaining how they needed fresh blood to join the team.
As everything went black, he became very tired and fell asleep, but he still could hear the quarterback talk. He kinda thought it was strange.
“Jake, you will listen to my every command and shall obey my every word…”
All of a sudden I feel very in-tune with this person’s voice, thought Jake.
“I want you to listen. Your name from now on shall be Jasen with an ‘E’. J-A-S-E-N and when anyone spells it or says it wrong you will get real mad”
Jasen… but my name is Jake, wait, no it isn’t. It is Jasen with an ‘E’, and I get pissed of when anyone spells in wrong.
“You also have never been in the orchestra; in fact, you hate the orchestra because they are all nerds, dorks, and gay. You have been in the football team instead for as long as you used to be in orchestra, but for four years after second grade, you were in the swim team…”
On the swim team… football… I was never part of any of those things or was I? Yes I was on the swim team till fifth grade and on the football team for three years when I entered high school… Yeah! I am a real jock.
“Jasen… when you woke up this morning, you didn’t look like an orch-dork. You looked like a swimmer and a football player. You had big strong arms and thick legs and calves for swimming. You had an eight pack, and you were so tall you couldn’t see your face in the mirror. You had to bend over to see your face because you are 6’ 7”, and you have all the muscles to match. When you saw your face you had handsome features and a big strong square jaw. And you had big aquamarine eyes that any girl would die for. You had puffy cheeks and a rather large but fitting nose.”
After he was done saying this Jasen (the jock formerly known as Jake) felt a large burning all over his body. First, he felt and heard his arms and legs growing. It hurt so bad he wanted to scream, but he couldn’t. It was like all his work to get those muscles was happening to him in five seconds. Then he felt the same pain in his abs. He could almost feel each ab forming as the pain increased.
He again felt pain in his legs and torso, but it was different. It was like he was being reshaped. He knew what was happening as he felt the back of his chair become lower. Then he felt extra muscles form from swimming under his football muscles. Then he felt a burning in his eyes and face as his face rearranged.
“Lastly Jasen, your hair will start growing, and with every 1/2 of an inch of hair growth, you will gain 1 inch to your Cock. It will stop after 3 inches are added to your hair.”
Jasen felt a large sensation in his head and penis--no wait, cock--and his pants got tight, really tight.
“I see you are about to burst out of those clothes, so take them off.”
Slowly Jasen took of his clothes and when he got it all off. He could feel a difference in the way his body moved.
“Now we need to change your priorities. Right now you are an honors student, and you are really smart, but now, I want you to take ¾ of that knowledge and change it into football knowledge. You know everything there is about football, and you don’t know any thing about your academics.”
Jasen could feel a difference from that one but not much.
“Now Jasen, I want you to open your eyes and look at yourself. Also, you can talk again.”
Slowly Jasen opened his eyes; he looked at himself and saw a huge difference. His perspective was much different in every way. Everything seemed smaller and farther away. He guessed it was from growing seven inches. He then looked at his arms. They were huge. He could tell he had done both swimming and football because of how huge his arms were compared to other football players. He then looked further down and saw how huge his fuckstick was. He had a seven incher soft before, but now it had to be at least 13 inches soft, 18 inches hard, and 3 inches thick.
He then looked at his abs and saw a thick slab of perfectly carved granite. It looked like an 8-pack, but he could see two more forming making an almost ten pack. He then looked farther down and saw his feet, which were a size 14 before now they had to at least be 17. Then he saw his legs… oh his legs… the most perfect thing he had ever seen. Perfectly sculpted in every way, they were beautiful.
“Man… this is fuckin’ awesome!” Oh my god, he thought. He had never said 'fuck' in his life before. What was going on? “Holy fuck, why am I fuckin’ talking like this?”
The quarterback ignored him and asked a bunch of football questions and a bunch of Science and Math questions, and Jasen got all the Science and Math questions wrong and all the Football questions right.
“What the fuckin’ hell happened to me!?!” he screamed, “I've never fuckin’ talked like this before!”
Jasen was freaking out so bad, but the quarterback just said, “Go back to sleep, Jasen.” Jasen’s face blanked out, and his head dropped to his muscular chest.
“Now Jasen. I want you to start thinking you have always been like this, and I will make sure that everyone else thinks the same. When you wake up, you will forget everything that's happened. You will now wake up in 5… 4… 3… 2… 1…. Awake!”
“Sup homey, Paul. I haven’t fuckin’ seen you since a week ago!”
“I’m good, Jason”
“Hey! Fuck You Paul! My name is Jasen with a fuckin’ ‘E’! Never get it wrong again!”
“All right, all right,” appeased the quarterback. “Anyway, it’s time to get to football practice, Jasen. Get your ass over there now. You’re the new quarterback this year, and you can’t be late or coach will be fuckin’ mad.”
“Fuck you, and see you later. Oh, and hey, where the fuck are my clothes!?”
“Stop looking with your mouth, meathead. They’re on the floor.”
Jasen picked up his clothes and looked at them. They looked too small, but when he put them on the fit perfectly.
On his way to football practice he got looks from the ladies, and that felt somehow strange for him, but all he did was nod and shout, “What the fuck up, whores?” and kept on walking as Jasen with an ‘E’!
END