Ever since Noah gave you that drink from his water bottle, you had been super horny. Sure this was the first time the baseball jock had been nice to you, but you didn’t find it weird at all. You simply took a sip and didn’t think about it again. You had always been straight, but as you stroked your enlargening cock all you could think about was Noah. Everything had been off today. Your feet burst out of your shoes, and then out of nowhere Noah offered you his, and you had to wear something. Originally the Size 14 would’ve been to big but they were snug now. When your shorts burst to show those strong, young athlete legs covered in brownish hairs, he offered you his used gym shorts. When your underwear ripped cause of your huge jock cock, he gave you the extra jock strap. Everything he gives you seemed to be masked in his scent. When your shirt fell to shreds, he told you told you not to wear a shirt so you could show off your pecs and abs. When all the hair filled your pits with that terrible smell, he said it was totally normal. When your hands got meatier, Noah said they looked like a real man’s hands. When your head started to get cloudy as your IQ lowered dramatically, he said that you were his bro and it had always been this way. And when you shot your load with Noah, everything in the world fell into place.