Dennis watched the world around him change. It was like watching a time-elapsed video of human evolution take place: Some people growing, others were shrinking, buildings disappearing in a flash. The music coming from the frat house had stopped. The Frisbee game in the field was gone. But the most distinct difference he saw was the one between the students.
The boys were smaller somehow, acting less confident than before. Their physiques were a lot less noticeable as they walked around campus. And that’s when Dennis looked down at himself and realized why. His body, though by no means linebacker-sized to begin with, was slowly dwindling in front of his eyes. It was at least average now, if not a bit less than that.
He almost yelled out in shock when he glanced over at Gina, who was experiencing the exact opposite effect: Her shoulders were wider, her arms thicker, her legs were slowly becoming gigantic. Her athletic, toned body was long gone and in its place stood one that belonged to a middleweight bodybuilder at least. Looking around campus, Dennis noticed that no guy was taller than 6 feet now, while the girls had at least a Crossfit physique, though most were a lot bigger than that.
Gina was oblivious to anything happening around her, as she grew taller than Dennis and his head slipped below her eyes. She was watching the co-ed football game as the men continued to shrink smaller and thinner. One minute, Sharon plowed into Chad as hard as she could, her heavily muscled frame sending him flying backwards with a painful on the ground. And in the next moment, reality having shifted again, Chad was safely on the sidelines, too weak and short to play a contact sport like football anymore, watching the group of female jocks practice, each one outweighing him by at least 40 pounds.
“Whoo! Go Sharon!” Gina cheered, as Dennis was even with her breasts, her arms enormous when compared to his. Why was this happening? And why was he the only one to notice anything different? He knew it had something to do with the camera, but he didn’t know what. If only he could get it back…
Time progressed and soon, the men were so small, the female students could easily pick them up, hugging them or kissing them on the mouth or, in some cases, just walking off with the poor guy. Dennis thought campus security should intervene somehow, but it didn’t seem that the men were protesting in any way. In fact, some of them were glad to be chosen and happily put their skinny arms around the woman’s neck, like a child clinging to its mother.
The process stopped only when Dennis reached Gina’s cobblestone abs. He looked up at a body that outweighed his at least three times over, with breasts larger than his head, blocking view of her face above. Without warning, her arms wrapped around his smaller frame and scooped him off the ground, bringing him up to her face, then kissing Dennis lovingly for a few seconds.
“Sorry about that,” Gina told him, holding him aloft with one arm, while his butt rested on her bicep. “I didn’t mean to ignore you. It’s just, I’m so excited that we’re going to college together!”
“Yeah, college life sure is…” he trailed off as another male student was picked up by one of the visiting high school girls. “interesting. I’ve been here for the past two years and it’s been a good experience so far.”
Gina burst out laughing, stopping his train of thought. He looked at her strangely for a moment. “I’m sorry, sweetie. It’s just…YOU? In college?” She laughed again.
“Well…yes,” Dennis continued, unsure of what was so funny. “Don’t you remember? I graduated two years ago, started coming here for my degree and today, I was giving you a tour?”
“Oh, Dennie, my little cutie pie,” Gina said, in a tone that suggested she were trying to explain basic math to a 10 year old. “BOYS don’t go to college. You’re too small! You graduated HIGH SCHOOL two years ago, but you’ve been with me ever since, helping ME get into college.” She giggled at the absurdity of it all, like a little kid explaining to his mom that he was a superhero instead. Or a billionaire. A horrified expression formed on Dennis’s face, as he realized that his entire future was…what, exactly? Totally dependent upon Gina for food, clothing…everything?? Like he was nothing more than a pet or a toy to her??
“Don’t worry,” she said reassuringly. “You can still live in my dorm with me or come to my classes every day. A lot of girls do that nowadays. It’s really progressive, you know?”
This was too much. Was THIS what the camera did? Transfer a person’s deepest fantasies into reality? And if so, why was THIS scenario the one it created? Did Gina WANT to live in a world like this? Did she WANT him to be dependent on her for everything in life? Or was this just some random thought that popped into her head when she snapped the photo? Whatever the case, he had to get the camera back…somehow.
“Could I see the camera, please?” Dennis asked her, his thin arms reaching for the device now hanging around her neck.
“Oh, you and your toys,” she sighed, kissing him happily before putting the camera in her pocket. “I’ll let you play with it later. Right now, I want to say hello to Sharon.” And she strode across the field towards the huge female jocks that were even larger than Gina was, as they casually tossed the football around.
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