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Rated: E · Interactive · Thriller/Suspense · #1934652
Teen is invited to his best friend's house. (Shrinking/Transformation)
This choice: Dick  •  Go Back...
Chapter #5

Stop Dicking Around

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Eric snapped back into consciousness, unaware of how long he had been out. The last thing he remembered was a blinding light right before he was knocked out. "Where the hell am I?" He thought to himself. All around him was total darkness, it was like he was wrapped in a tight blanket and the air was incredibly musky and humid, making breathing difficult. In his mouth, there was a lingering salty taste and he found himself unable to spit it out. He could hear the sound of a keyboard somewhere above him, which only confounded him, he was lost in his own thoughts until he heard Tommy's voice from above.

"Stupid Eric, running away like that." Tommy muttered sitting at his desk in nothing but his underwear. "I doubt I'll be able to tell him how I feel about him now, that argument might have ended our friendship. Well, at least I'll always have my album of him.." he continued on as he opened a folder on his PC just titled 'Eric'. Sighing, he stood up and pulled his underwear off before plopping back down into his computer chair, his eyes fixated on the rather sneaky pictures he took of his friend/secret crush last summer in nothing but a speedo during a camping trip, he rolled back his tight foreskin and took grip of his throbbing cock.

Unable to comprehend where or how he could hear Tommy, Eric suddenly felt a jolt of adrenaline run through his whole body. The feeling was intense as his back began to arch rather painfully. "Am I getting taller? How is this possible?" his inner dialogue was running a thousand miles an hour. Before he knew it, his face was pressed tightly into the fleshy blanket, his heart beating so strong it was causing his body to twitch. Suddenly, a narrow trace of light flooded in his enclosure, then, he could feel his blanket being pulled back off him, forcing him to briefly close his eyes as the massive invasion of light temporarily blinded him. Cool air washed over him, and, upon opening his eyes, Eric was completely stunned as the largest hand in the universe descended down onto him. Out of reflex, he attempted to dodge the hand, but found he couldn't move his legs. Actually, he couldn't move anything, it was like he was paralyzed!

"WHAT IS GOING ON!?" He thought to himself. Eric was left completely helpless as the huge fingers passed by his head and grabbed hold of his entire body! From every side, he felt as though he was being crushed as the hot flesh from the hand gripped him, his view now unobscured, he could make out the huge face of Tommy! Not sure how he was so small, Eric was relieved that Tommy had managed to find him, he began to cheer. "Tommy! I don't know what happened but you need to get me to your dad's machine!" he yelled up to his giant friend. Eric's heart sank as Tommy's attention shifted away and the hand began to pull him up and down.

"What the hell is Tommy doing!?" He thought. "There's no way he missed me, I don't seem to be that small!". All of a sudden, everything clicked. The fight with the remote, the name calling, all of it, which meant he was transformed into something, and based on what he just saw that meant... "AM I TOMMY'S DICK!? OOOOH FUCK, OOOOH SHIT" There's no way he was his best friends dick! "TOMMY PLEASE! YOU NEED TO HEAR ME AND HELP ME!" he screamed out to his oblivious friend. Even if Tommy figured out what had happened, he was too lost in fantasy to stop now, his orgasm was building quick.

Soon, Eric began to get dizzy as the hand picked up pace, his body being jerked all around as Tommy's breathing became labored, it wasn't long and he could feel some build up forming in his throat, at first it felt like he was drooling, but it quickly transitioned to the feeling as if he was going to throw up. Without warning his entire world went sideways as Tommy stood up. Now above the desk, Eric had a clear view of what was going on. On the computer monitor were revealing pictures of.... himself? On the desk was a rather dirty looking rag but he didn't have time to ponder what was going on as the feeling of puking overtook him.

"Fuck yeah Eric! Fuck yeah!" Tommy began to chant out. With a small gasp, Tommy released his orgasm.

"BLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH" "BLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH" "BLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH"

Eric began vomiting uncontrollably, thick white ropes of bitter saltiness shot out of his mouth, unable to stop. This continued for only a few seconds, but to Eric it felt like forever. At long last it was finally over, he could feel the adrenaline from earlier going away as his heart settled down. His back slowly began to arch and the feeling of shrinking overtook him as the sweaty fleshy blanket crept up his body. "No, Tommy, help me!" Eric attempted to plead with is friend as the sweltering foreskin closed him in. Eric began to sob uncontrollably as the last rays of light were snuffed out as Tommy put his underwear back on.

Having finished masturbating, Tommy stood up, put his underwear back on, adjusted his dick and balls and made his way to the bathroom to piss, unaware he was going to put his best friend through the other horror of becoming someone's dick. Tommy returned to school on Monday with the intention of patching things with Eric, only to find his friend never showed up. Days went by, followed by weeks, and months. Eventually Tommy realized that the machine must have turned Eric into something, he never would figure out what though. Even with his conscious full of guilt, he never revealed to anyone what happened that day.

As for Eric, he spent the rest of his life as Tommy's dick. It took a while, but his mind eventually broke and he began to madly crave for his master to use him. He was addicted to the adrenaline rush he got when Tommy masturbated, he loved the salty taste of piss. Eric would always be there for his best friend. Always.

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