#backward ball cap

[deadbranch]

THE BACKWARDS CAP ALWAYS GETS ME TOO

he just looks so hot in it like ??? science explain!!

It defies all logic. This is why I believe in the supernatural.

Behold the difference:

...versus...

...and I'm spent.

[jockbender]

Jacked Jock

Since Jeff used the genie of the lamp to transform me from his nerdy chem lab parter into the hairy muscle daddy I am now, I’ve been looking for a chance to get my own back on him.

You see in spite of his carefully worded wish to make me a caring lover devoted to his every pleasure, he wasn’t ever really my type physically.  When I found he’d left the lamp unguarded last night, I seized the opportunity to fix things up and give him the kind of body that we both deserved.

  You have to understand of course that I’d never harm him, I know his wishes saw to that but even if they didn’t, why would I want to harm the most precious thing to me in the world?

No, I definitely wasn’t going to hurt him, I was going to help him.  Make him the kind of man he could never have been without a little magic.  I have to say, now I’m done, I think I excelled myself.  My first wish was obviously to give him a smoking hot bod.  A hot muscle daddy like me can’t be seen out at the clubs with a scrawny nerd so with the help of the genie I gave him the body of a well muscled football player with a rich golden tan and a sweet smile.  Of course he protested that that wasn’t what he wanted but I could see by the way he ran his hands over his new abs and flexed his guns that he was totally into it.

Secretly, I’d always found his his whiny voice and lack of confidence rather irritating so I decided that my next wish would be for him to have the personality and charisma of an alpha jock.  That wish worked even better than the one before and his vague protests stopped immediately, replaced by a sexy smirk and smouldering twinkle in his eyes.

Of course, the image was slightly spoiled by his outfit.  Even the best locking jocks and frat boys struggle to carry off a brown turtleneck but once again, the genie came to my rescue.  A few carefully worded commands and the new look Jeff was complete.  As his dress pants transformed into fitted grey workout sweats and his turtleneck faded into oblivion (revealing the most stunning torso and guns) I caught my breath in awe.

“Like what you see?” Jeff had asked me nonchalantly, slipping a ball cap on backwards over his glossy chestnut hair and giving me a double biceps pose. Naturally I liked what I saw, I mean let’s face it, the new look Jeff was my creation, so after tossing the lamp into the corner of the room, I showed my appreciation by pinning him to the couch and taking him for a thoroughly satisfactory test drive.