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Posted Wed Nov 30, 2016 | 209 Words | Tagged story jock

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Tom here used to be one of the biggest nerds, but that didn’t stop him joining the team as #8. He decided to pick up the innocent looking headphones that were on the floor outside the gym, and wondered why they were playing music when they didn’t seem connected to anything at all.

It was his own mistake when he put them on his head and heard the sweet sounds make their way into his head. First luring him deeper and deeper, deeper and deeper. And then slowly reprogramming his mind.

He belonged to the team and that was all that mattered. His body had to respond, taking the brain cells and useless fat around him and started putting on the muscle. The team needed to be swole, and so he needed to be swole.

Memories of being a nerd slowly faded away as his mind was filled with sports and being one of the team. He started to drool a little as the thoughts left his head, his thinking slowing down to just enough to allow him to work.

Now he’ll just call you “bro” and listen to the beats making the team better and better. Look at him now, such a jock and one of the team.