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The Perks of Licensed Merchandise
Despite having an entire ocean separating him from his all-time favorite sport, Ken couldn’t help but be obsessed with American football. Waking up each morning, he would catch up on all of the previous day’s highlights that he missed having been living all the way in the United Kingdom. While he had a large admiration for many of the teams and players, his primary focus was narrowed down to three teams: The Buffalo Bills, The San Francisco 49ers, and The Los Angeles Chargers.
All of them had hunky players that he couldn’t help but thirst over, but Ken couldn’t help but find himself particularly drawn to Los Angeles Chargers defensive end Joey Bosa. Sure, Ken couldn’t deny that by conventional standards Joey’s younger brother Nick (who plays for the 49ers) was the more beautiful player, but that didn’t matter to Ken. He loved Joey’s impressive physique, especially those broad shoulders that showcased innate strength and automatically created an intimidating appearance.
After having saved up some money, Ken splurged with a little bit of self-care by purchasing a hoodie that was Chargers themed and had Joey’s number and last name on it. Sure, it was a bit of a wallet gouger to get official NFL apparel, an already pricey expense, shipped all the way from the US, but Ken couldn’t resist the temptation. Given his inability to go in-person to see a game, he figured wearing some official merch was the closest he could get to experiencing the thrill of American football.
To his surprise though, the package only took a few days before it was already laying on his doormat one morning. Given he was already planning to do an early morning run, Ken decided there wouldn’t have been a better time to christen his new purchase through the sweat of hard work and determination. Peeling off the rainbow tank that was already showing off his modest set of hairy pectorals and his thick biceps, Ken wasted no time throwing on the hoodie while smiling in pure excitement. Upon pulling his longer hair up into a tight bun and putting his headphones back onto his head, Ken moved towards a mirror in his flat to take some celebratory selfies that also showcased the 97 number that was directly associated with his NFL crush.
After taking a moment to appreciate the sight he was seeing, Ken made his way towards his door and quickly exited his apartment. Pulling the door shut and locking it, he took a few minutes to do a few simple stretches before bounding down the stairs in excitement. As soon as his feet hit the concrete sidewalks, he instantly began his jog and rushed through the city streets. He passed his local gym that he had spent so much time in both working out and admiring the physiques of other men in his area. Continuing on, he passed by the bar that he often hit up either after teaching or a late-night workout. He smirked as he remembered all of the fun he had a few nights previously with some teacher friends. With his mind continuing to recollect the events of that night, his grin remained fixed as he remembered the woman who indicated clear interest in him and the hunky bartender that he couldn’t help but stare at. It was a good night, one of few and far between, but he wished he could have more nights like that.
As he continued to run with his mind worried about other things in his life, Ken was utterly clueless to the changes happening to his body. It started simple at first, with Ken’s height slowly growing up until he was an impressive 6’5”. However with the bouncing motion of his intense run, he found himself unable to notice anything different.
Upon those changes finishing, the growth continued further as his arms began to casually bulk up. With his arms swinging during the near-sprint, those already impressive biceps only grew thicker and more prominent as they began to bulge out to extreme levels. Ken could feel the sleeves beginning to ride up due to this continued growth, but he paid it no mind as he continued to think about his life and the tasks he had to do upon returning to his flat.
This growth wasted no time progressing across his torso as it began to grow wider and thicker at record levels. Given those massive guns that Ken was now sporting, the growth attempted to remedy the odd vision by widening the man’s back and shoulders. To his shock, this growth did in fact make an impression on Ken as he found himself accidentally bumping into a bunch of people also traversing the sidewalk. It was strange, he knew he was getting bigger from all of the time in the gym, but it seemed impossible that he was THAT big!
As his shirt began to ride up against the beefy biceps he was now sporting, there also seemed another point of tension for the shirt as an impressive set of pectorals began to push out of Ken’s chest. With each running step, Ken couldn’t help but smile as he felt the ripple of his pecs from the impact. Maybe he was wrong about not being so bulky, because it definitely seemed like the gym WAS paying off for him. Not noticeable for Ken though was the impressive set of abdominal muscles that grew incredibly defined through the now-straining fabric. However, even though Ken was unable to notice the changes, the other people on the sidewalks certainly noticed it. To his surprise, he found that many people were looking at him with wide eyes and dropped jaws. It was a strange feeling to be ogled at like that, but it certainly didn’t make him too upset. He was honestly just relieved that his expensive gym membership was actually paying off!
With the growth finishing up at his waist, the changes quickly began to move downward as it affected both his ass and his dick. As he took a moment at a stoplight to catch a breather, he couldn’t help but note the thicker cushion he was now sporting in his rear. His back was away from the building by several inches, but his ass was fully pressed against it and providing a nice amount of support from the hard defining angles of a building’s corner.
Now while this was going on, Ken’s dick was also undergoing its own changes. If the rest of his body was growing both taller AND thicker, it didn’t make sense for his genitalia to be ignored from all of that fun. As several inches caused his dick to snake lower down the front of his athletic shorts, there was a newfound girthiness that also caused it to become quite apparent while standing at that corner through a visible dick line. For Ken though, there was no real indication of something being peculiar about his downstairs area until he began to jog once more.
With the bouncing causing his more-impressive dick to begin to wildly move about, Ken was confused as to what had happened. Sure, he was going commando for this jog, but his dick was never this much of a nuisance during the run! Taking a second to take care of himself, he quickly ducked down an alleyway and clamped his 7” flaccid dick in place using the tight waistband of his shorts.
Continuing back to his run then, intense power began to manifest into the man’s legs as his thighs began to thicken with haste. When he had first taken that break at the corner, he felt like he was close to ending the run, but at this point Ken was eager and willing to do more! He felt as if the last 15 minutes was just a nice little warm-up and now he was eager to push himself to his limits! Not to mention, the now longer feet he had allowed for wider strides that eliminated a good chunk of his exhaustion. As he entered the local park and began to run faster without the hindrance of traffic signals, he was completely oblivious to the fact that his ridden-up shorts was now showcasing a juicy ass along with a set of thick thighs. In fact, those ridden up shorts also revealed the fact that his right thigh was now adorned with a tattoo that Ken had never gotten.
With 90% of his body completely shifted, the only remaining factor that indicated the essence of Ken was his head. However, the shirt seemingly wasted no time beginning on the grand finale of the change. In a sudden expansion, his neck began to grow thicker to stand a chance against the boulder shoulders bookended around his head. As his neck thickened, his vocal cords began to shift as it turned into a deeper booming voice that now perfectly matched the physique he was sporting.
Moving along his face, Ken felt a slight tingle on his cheeks that he casually scratched off. Had he been paying attention, he would have noticed that his bushy beard was pulling into his face until he was ultimately left with a closely-trimmed set of facial hair. In terms of the hair coming from his scalp, Ken’s growing mane of hair was also beginning to pull back into his scalp with gusto. It only took a few seconds before the elastic ponytail band fell off his head and tumbled onto the dirt path he was running on, leaving him with a close haircut that had shaved sides.
As these changes finished, his facial features began to shift to match the body belonging to the jersey he was wearing. Ken’s nose began to grow more and more prominent as it gained the appearance of a nose that Ken had often spent time thirsting over. With this going on, Ken’s jaw also began to expand and square off in tandem. With each passing blink, Ken’s left eye began to darken in shade as it went from a blue color to a dark brown. Upon that finishing touch, Ken had been completely erased and replaced with an exact replica of Joey Bosa.
Still blissfully unaware, Ken noticed nothing was amiss until he took another break and decided to pull out his phone to change the playlist he was listening to. However, as he pulled out his phone and saw his reflection from the glass, he gasped in disbelief. “Holy shit!” he exclaimed, his now-thicker hands gingerly touching his thicker neck upon hearing the deep voice coming out of his mouth. He knew that voice after having spent hours watching interviews involving his favorite player. Taking into account that voice along with the new face he saw only proved the fact of the matter: he was Joey Bosa!
Looking down at himself, he gasped as he saw that his hoodie was now stretched to its absolute limits on Joey’s taller, buffer, and wider body. “Thank god I didn’t get a smaller size…” Ken said to himself as he took a moment to admire himself. Hearing that booming voice coming out of his mouth once more, Ken could easily feel his thicker and longer dick quickly growing hard. It was such a turn-on to hear himself talking with a voice that just so easily oozed authority and dominance.
To further indicate the level of dominance he had, Ken’s vision looking down was immediately drawn to his biceps. It was insane when he flexed and saw the muscle bunch up in response. These muscles clearly looked as if they could rival the size of bowling balls! Everywhere he looked and flexed, it was clear that this body was absolutely pumped with power. It was no wonder to Ken now as to why Joey Bosa was such an effective defense player.
Eager to explore his new body while feeling incredibly confident, Ken wasted no time peeling off the shirt that was both stuck to his body because of sweat and also from the intense muscle growth that it hadn’t been prepared for. After delicately taking care of the clothing to avoid any tears that would threaten the loss of the hoodies’ power, Ken was able to stare down and look at the impressive torso he now had.
Cupping his chest, he felt the heaving pectorals that were clearly bulging out, Ken was so incredibly turned on by what he saw (and felt). He could only dream of having a body like this, but due to this merchandise, it seemed like he could actually have it after all! As he moved his now-callused and meaty hands down his torso, his hands rippled along the abdominals that he had often joked “could shred cheese”.
But to his sudden shock, Ken could only stare in disbelief as his hefty pectorals began to deflate and his abs began to lose the intense definition they once had. “I must need the shirt to be on!” Ken exclaimed as he desperately struggled to pull the hoodie back on. If Ken thought that there was a struggle to take the hoodie off, it was only worse when trying to put it back on! He had such a hard time navigating around the bulky shoulders and the muscles that were still prominent despite slowly deflating.
After a few attempts, Ken was able to pull the shirt back on and watch in wonder as he felt his body grow stronger and stronger until it returned to its full Joey Bosa state. Clearly, he now knew that he needed the shirt to retain this physique, but when would he be able to realistically use it? He couldn’t just go and fully pretend to be Joey Bosa given that sweat was a thing and laundry was a required aspect of living, so what could he do? With his stomach giving a slight growl, Ken decided that the best course of action would be to go back home and get some food.
While he slowly made his way back, Ken stopped dead in his tracks as he found himself passing by the front door of the local pub and restaurant he had previously thought about. Given that he was both hungry and eager to find a solution for his throbbing cock, Ken stepped inside the establishment. Looking around, he smirked as he caught sight of the attractive bartender he had previously thirsted for. Based on the smirk the bartender returned, it seemed like there was a clear interest on his end as well. Getting up from the booth he was seated in, Ken sauntered over to the bar and decided to chat up the hunky bartender. As the man’s thirsty eyes wandered across Joey Bosa’s impressive physique while they spoke, Ken quickly knew that he was going to have A LOT of fun once he finished his meal… just as long as he kept his shirt on!
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