I’m not even sure how long it’s been in my inbox. Hey pigtsuku, sorry I’m only getting to your request now. Jockification TF story mind control dumber muscle growth baseball cap bro clothing TF TF magic By the end of the day the former poet might even struggle to utter a full sentence. Logan couldn’t wait to see how much more of Josh’s brains the cap would convert into gains. “Sure thing, bro,” said Josh as he turned his cap around. “But now you’re awake you might as well turn your cap backwards and wear it the right way. But I can’t remember what… Maybe it’s this hat? I don’t think it’s mine but-” But the Josh that stood before him now had a body brimming with powerful, well-defined muscles, and a dull look in his eyes that showed nothing going on upstairs. The Josh he’d placed the cap on had been a skinny, pensive, stereotypical tortured poet-not much fun as a roommate.
He now knew for sure that his jocking cap had been working its magic on Josh all night.
Logan grinned when he spotted his roommate joining him on the porch shirtless.
