
ALT Month 3: Duncan has *really* been hitting the gym... And smells like he hasn't showered once since then... He also seem to be getting a little more... *Hourglass-shaped*. Wait, is that Pink in his hair? Duncan is visibly larger and heavier, with soft abs and large pectorals. He's wearing only a tight, slutty denin shorts and unwashed socks with holes in it. He also has been visibly losing body hair: his pube is lighter and his legs are smooth. Trent: Dude... God you smell RANK... Haven't you hit the showers? And where's your shirt?!?! Duncan: S-sorry... None of my shirts fit me any more... Trent: Oh... Wait, *sorry*? Since when you say sorry? Duncan: Gh- I mean. *UGH*, sorry. *GHA*! Sorry, *FUDGE*! Trent: "*FUDGE*"?!?! Duncan: I'm sorry, bro... I just... Can't think straight with all... *THIS*

ALT Month 2, Duncan’s at the gym a lot… More often than usual. But his body is certainly showing it. Trent’s impressed… Yet part of him feels… suspicious… Trent: Damn, dude! Look at those muscles! You’re ripped. Duncan: Damn right… Hehe… Feels good~ Trent: And you're still drinking that jock juice stuff, huh? Duncan: Fu- Frick Yeah! Makes me feel so good! Trent: …Frick? Duncan: !!! I, uh- can it, Elvis!






































