It was as if happened it over night.... again.... and again... and again. Players on and off campus were producing more testosterone than normal to the point where their rooms were full of man musk, XXXL protection filled to the brim, and shredded clothes from their occasional growth spurts. It was unclear how they found means to sleep but the coaches assumed they eventually reached production levels low enough to ease into at least a short rest before they woke up erections the size of bar stools. While some struggled to stay within the realm of human society standards, and others were having their fun above human standards, some just went along with it so they could take a nap in peace.