“I think coach will listen to us, the weed’s not yours and you guys are star players!” Brody said confidently, Sam and Caleb looking despondent.
“Dude, you don’t get it. Coach is so ruthless. We’ll be lucky if we even make it out of this still on the team.”
The two college seniors didn’t have the heart to tell the freshman that they’d be lucky to even just get cut from the team. They’ve seen these meetings happen with other members of the team, even if they were innocent of whatever coach accused them of, and they know this will be their last moments as free humans most likely.
Brody grew concerned, and then coach came in.
“Boys, you probably know why you’re here. Brody probably doesn’t, but he’s going to learn like the rest of you today. I’m so disappointed in you two, my star players. But a lesson must be learned.”
The two started sobbing, and Brody went to comfort them saying it’s ok, they can always move on from this.
Coach just laughs, snaps his fingers, and forces the three boys (and their dicks) to attention. Brody is screaming internally, not knowing why he can’t control his body or why he feels like he’s getting a blow job. He just wants to stop.
“We’re going to teach you three some lessons. Brody, I want you to watch as Sam and Caleb learn first. You two should know better, so you’re going to learn by being Jake and Paul’s shorts. Forever. You can give them knowledge and strength while playing.”
Coach snaps, and the two boys start exploding cum through their shorts as Brody stares horrified at what he’s seeing. The two men shrunk down, until all that’s left of them is shorts covered in cum. Seniors Jake and Paul suddenly walk in the door and pick up their new shorts, seemingly unbothered by what’s going on. Paul leans into the freshman’s ear and says “sorry, we needed our rivals gone so we had to plant that weed on them. Didn’t know you hung out with them, oh well! Enjoy yourself” and walked to the side of the room, Sam over his groin while Brody could see Caleb vibrating over Jake’s dick.
Coach looks at Brody. “Freshman, you’ve seen what happens to members who cross me. I’m going to have to punish you, too. You’ve not been playing well at all. A year as a fish in my office should be fine, enough to give you swimming skills to put you on the swim team your sophomore year after this gap year. Hopefully it’s not enough to break your brain like the last guy. Poor kid, had to use him as a mindless house slave after turning him back. He was cute, though.”
Coach snaps, and Brody starts cumming hard as his dick inserts into him, still moaning as he grows scales and fins off his head, his eyes preparing to go to the sides to accommodate his new body.
Jake and Paul smirk, but before they can leave, coach says “by the way Paul, I heard you say that to Brody here before I took his humanity from him. I’ve already taken it forever from my best players because of your lies, but I have to punish you both too.”
Jake looks at his friend horrified, and Paul starts begging for them both to be spared. He says that Jake didn’t know anything and it was all him.
Coach snaps, making them freeze while hard, moaning hard.
“Sorry, I just can’t trust either of you after this. I’ve already sealed the spell for Sam and Caleb, and Brody was failing anyway. You two will be trophies to honor those two great players, and I’ll keep them as shorts to give them the pleasure they deserve after what you’ve done.”
He snaps again and they cum hard, their jock bodies hardening into metal as they suffer the same fate as Sam and Caleb.
Brody watches as coach goes to store the shorts and trophies in his closet, ready to display them all later. “Power always goes to so many heads, such a shame when it gets abused. I’ve lost more good players that way. Oh well, hopefully I’ll get a new swimmer out of all of this.”
“Good thing Paul was stupid enough to say that, Brody, otherwise this would probably be your new home forever!” Coach just laughs, and picks up his new pet. He can’t wait for the year to be up to see if he gets a swimmer or a house slave! Either way, coach’ll be happy!
