i exist only to please alpha jocks

There you are, freak. I’ve got you now. Nowhere to run, just you and me in the dark gym after hours. You thought no one was left in the building, huh? Thought it’d be ok to sneak into the locker room, climb into the big laundry cart full of sweaty worn singlets so you can wallow in the stench of all the jocks, huh? What a weirdo. We’ve been onto you for days, and I’ve finally got you where I want you. Oh, don’t be scared, boy, you’re probably gonna like what’s about to happen to you. I’m gonna grab you and take you back to Coach, and we’re gonna use his special secret process to transform you into the thing you love the most— one of these sweaty orange wrestling singlets. Pretty fitting fate for a pervert like you. No more need to sniff and roll around in the singlets, you’ll simply just be one, and get to be worn and stretched out and sweat in by me. This will be your new life. Come here.