I could not believe what I had just heard. I stumbled back, away from the wall of the cup closest to everyone. I ran to the opposite side, as if I could escape somewhere, but I couldn’t. I fell to the floor, hyperventilating. I screamed louder than I ever had before, so loud my voice hurt. “NO! CANCEL! I WANT OUT!!!” They did not respond. My throat hurt so hard I started coughing, following by vomiting.
“Looks like he’s getting a bit apprehensive. Hey Hannah, could you grab the relaxant?”, Mikayla said to Bri and Hannah as they arrived. “Bri, grab a transformation gun and some concealer.”
“Sure, be right back”, the girls said in unison.
Mikayla unscrewed the lid from my container brought it up to her mouth, close enough that her lips were the only thing visible through the opening. For some odd reason, she blew softly into the cup, as some sort of attempt to calm me down. Her breath felt like a blast of extreme humidity and smelled like coffee. The walls of the cup around me fogged up and my skin became soaked. Her lips formed back into a smirk, and she softly spoke. “I know this can be a bit scary and overwhelming, so we’ve got something that will calm you down.” The girls returned. “Ah, here it is.” Hannah handed Mikayla a small plastic bottle with a dropper attached. Mikayla unscrewed the dropper and squeezed the tip, extracting a small amount of amber liquid from the bottle. Satisfied with the extracted amount, she brought the tip to the top of the cup and inserted it down toward me until it was just above my head. I flailed my arms in a ‘no’ motion and ran away from the dropper. “Relax Sean, it won’t sting or anything. Here.” She tilted the cup toward her, causing me to lose my footing and slide to the side closest to her. Immobilized, she quickly moved the dropper above my head and squeezed. About three drops splashed onto me, but it was enough to cover me head to toe.
Coughing and spitting as the solution covered my face, I instantly grew dizzy and drowsy. Apparently, this stuff works very fast. I fell to the floor, unable to move my muscles much at all. I grew sleepy… so sleepy… but fought as hard as I could to stay awake. Tilting the cup even further, I was finally removed from my holding cell as I slid out and onto Mikayla’s waiting palm. Falling onto my stomach, the warm, clammy skin of her hand caressed my body as I feel deeper and deeper into relaxation. She kept her hand open and flat as if displaying me.
“Alright, Jeremy. All you have to do now is, well, relax, and um… take out your penis for us.” Using all of my energy, I turned my head to look.
“Okay… but please try to hold back your laughs!”, Jeremy said, in a deep, confident tone. It was obvious he knew they were about to be impressed. He unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them to his ankles, revealing loose fitting boxers. Then, pulling the elastic waistband of the boxers out, he reached his other hand in – very deep down – and pulled out his cock. Lifting it up, he used his other hand to tuck the elastic waistband underneath his large, full, hanging ballsack. Letting the waistband snap into to place, he released his cock from his other hand, allowing it to unfurl down in all it’s glory. Although soft, it was quite an amazing display. Thick, full, cut, and over 7” long in it’s current form, it was obviously something special. The head hung down just past his ballsack and swung back and forth lightly.
The three women stopped what they were doing and stared for a moment in silence. Hannah broke the silence with a “holy shit.” She covered her mouth. “Oh, sorry, that was unprofessional of me!”
“It’s alright Hannah. I think it’s safe to say, well, we can see why you’re concerned about losing sensation. We wouldn’t want something like that to go to waste!”, Mikayla responded.
“Yeah dude, you’re bigger than most guys are when fully erect!”, added Hannah. “I mean, look at him!” She used her fingers to flip me onto my back on Mikayla’s hand. She moved her finger up and down across my tiny crotch, manipulating my currently shriveled member.
“Oh, damn.” Jeremy said, with a satisfied tone.
Hannah continued. “You’re lucky, little guy, most of the test subjects that come in here are older and kind of gross.”
“Stop it Hannah, don’t be mean. That’s not why we’re here!”, Mikayla retorted, though clearly wanting to laugh. “Anyways, just lie back on the chair. Bri, hand me the transformation gun.” I was placed on a hard, cold countertop, as I was now immobilized anyway.
Jeremy did as he was told. Bri handed Mikayla a small device that looked similar to a barcode scanner. She began explaining its purpose.
“This device meshes the specimen – Sean’s – molecular makeup with the skin of a normal-sized human. It only works on humans who have been shrunk here in our laboratory. It only takes about a minute. Don’t worry – both of you, the process is fully reversible. Provided you return to us, of course.”
Mikayla sat next to the Jeremy on a stool and used her thumb and index finger of her free hand to pinch the head of his penis. She pulled it toward his stomach, straightening it out. Impressively, it reached his belly button. Her hand reached for me, and her massive digits grasped me by my torso. “No…please…”, I muttered. Jeremy’s godlike body became larger and larger as I was brought to him. The giant hand holding me started descending. Down, down, down, to his waiting cock. Earlier I had determined I was about half an inch in height, making the enormous organ below me about 12 times my height and several times wider. I descended toward his massive balls, and was slowly moved up, as if being given a tour of my new home. Upon reaching the tip, I was finally lowered in place – just underneath the massive head above me on the bottom side. Mikayla flipped me on to my back and moved my body into position, my head just below the rim of the slit. She pressed her thumb down to hold me in place. I sunk into the spongey surface. His penis skin was extremely warm and stifling. A slight odor of sweat, urine, and cum permeated through the air around me.
Adjusting her hand so her thumb and finger were on each side of me, I stared up as the transformation gun was brought into place, hovering just above me. “Stay still.” She pulled the trigger on the device and warm, glowing light emitted. Barely able to keep my eyes open, my vision grew extremely blurry. My entire body felt as though it was being electrocuted as shocks of energy shot up and down my entire weak frame. I felt myself sinking down into the skin of the penis as my own skin seemed to stretch and contort. I let out one final “no…” before sinking completely in. Suddenly, my mouth was gone. I tried to move – my arms, legs, entire body, were simply not there.
Mikayla let go of the trigger and set the device aside. “There. All done! Painless, right?”
“Wow, so just like that, huh?”, replied Jeremy. His words vibrated through my entire consciousness.
“Yep, pretty much. There’s just one more step. If you look closely at the underside of your penis, you can see a faint outline of him. We’re just going to apply a concealer solution that will sort of, blend him in. It’ll be like he’s not even there!”
Jeremy raised his eyebrows. “Can he see and hear though?”
“Absolutely. He will remain totally conscious the entire time, however, completely immobile, and he can’t speak. His sense of sight, hearing, touch remain intact and from what we understand, some form of smell and taste. He doesn’t need to eat or breathe. He is literally part of your body, literally your penis, for the next year. Anything your penis feels, he will feel too, and conversely, his sexual stimulation energy will be transferred into your penis. Honestly, it’s kind of a win-win.”
I was slowly regaining full consciousness and my eyesight back. I had never been more furious and terrified in my life.
Bri handed Mikayla another bottle. She grabbed an applicant cotton swab, dipped it in, and began rubbing it up and down the length of what was my body. The solution was extremely cold. Jeremy’s penis shook in surprise, giving me my first involuntary movement. The clear liquid felt like acid on my body, burning away at my flesh. I wanted to scream out in pain but couldn’t.
“That kinda tickles!”, said Jeremy.
Mikayla blew onto the solution, causing the remaining solution to fizzle up and dry off. Somehow, I could feel her warmth and smell a hint of her coffee breath from before.
“Alright, it worked. If you look now, you can’t even see him.”
Jeremy looked down at me/his own cock. “Wow, you weren’t kidding.”
“Like he’s not even there, right?”, Mikayla said, elbowing him in the side. “Go ahead, take ‘er for a spin!”
Jeremy moved his hand down to his shaft. His giant hand appeared above me, filling my field of vision. His thumb pressed down onto me and began rubbing me back and forth, up and down. He seemed to be attempting to feel where I was. I noticed that my vision moved up and down with the stretching and pulling of his skin. Somewhere behind me, I felt his other fingers press down and begin stroking. I started feeling myself tense up and pressure increase, as if I was being hung upside down and blood started rushing to my head.
“Yep, I don’t feel him at all. But you know something, I can already feel a difference.”, Jeremy said. Any time he spoke, his words apparently filled my entire consciousness. I would be hearing every word he spoke for the next year. He lifted his hand away, releasing the pressure and tension from me.
“Don’t stop, we want to make sure everything works! Don’t be shy.”
“I thought I’d be polite, but, if you insist.”
His hand wrapped around me once again, this time with a tighter grip. I could feel heat radiate off his skin as his hand stretched me up and down. A strange sensation began building inside me. I was… getting horny? How?? Already?? From being a dude’s dick? I’m not even gay.
The feeling of pressure and tension from before returned. I felt Jeremy shift around in his chair, leaning back and spreading his legs giving me a clearer view of the room in front of him… when his hand wasn’t covering my vision. I could see the three women, staring on, with a dreamy look on their face. Suddenly I began feeling myself rise into the air, off Jeremy’s stomach. Higher and higher, like some sort of bizarre, horrible elevator. Jeremy’s hands were now traveling further up and down, spending less time covering my vision. The pressure continued to build up in me, along with my arousal. I suppose if he is aroused, then I feel it too. Jeremy’s hand began passing over me at a slightly more rapid pace. My vision had less and less give as the skin that made up my being became inflated and firm. When he moved his hand down his shaft, I felt my self being stretched and contorted downward. When his hand moved upward, stretching sensation released and was replaced with an increase of built up pressure. I didn’t have a head, but it felt like it was inflating like a balloon.
Jeremy released his hands from me, having achieved a full, rock hard erection. My focal point from the top of his cock, sticking straight up, gave me the illusion of being 80 feet in the air staring out a skyscraper window, only instead of seeing a city street, I saw two hairy legs and three sexy, horrible women. Oh, and I was a dude’s fucking penis.
“Holy fuck, I haven’t been this hard in a while.”, Jeremy said, softly and erotically.
Bri spoke up. “Shouldn’t we get a measurement? Uh, you know, for his records?”
“Great idea!”, said Mikayla. She grabbed a tape measurer from a nearby drawer and brought it to Jeremy’s cock. She placed it at the base of his shaft and pulled upwards. “You… are officially our first 10-incher. 10 and a half, actually. Wonderful.”
“Really? That’s half an inch bigger than last time I checked… I mean, not that I do often, heh.”
“Yeah, sure, sweetie. Let me get your girth while we’re at it.” She wrapped the tape measurer around somewhere below me and tightened it. I felt a slight burst of pressure from this motion.
“6.5” circumference.” Hannah pretended to scribble it down on a notepad. Mikayla loosened loop of the tape measurer and slid it up past my vision. Jeremy’s fingers appeared in front of me once again and pressed down on me and proceeded to wiggle up and down. Waves of pleasure shot through my consciousness.
“I can’t believe how much more sensation there is. This is amazing.” He wrapped his fingers and thumb around the head and squeezed, giving me a sudden burst of more intense pleasure. Squeezing, he slowly pulled his hand down his shaft. His fingers passed over me, one… two… three… four… and slowly made his way down to the base. Shaking the base of his shaft back and forth, I felt myself being propelled forward and backward rapidly. Suddenly, I came to a stop. Jeremy paused, realizing this had turned into a bit more like a porn scene than intended. “Oh, sorry. I got carried away.”
Bri perked up and spoke up awkwardly fast. “No, we don’t mind at all, right ladies? I mean this is a sexual study after all. This is part of what we do.” She shuffled awkwardly closer and bent down to get a close look. Her young, beautiful face and blonde hair glimmered under the fluorescent light. Her eyes fixated on me. Using her fingertips, she lightly tapped where I was fused. Her soft skin temporarily blacked out my vision as pleasurable energy shot through me. I felt Jeremy’s dick around me flinch in reaction. Above my vision, sticky, warm fluid started oozing over me. Jeremy had emitted precum. I flinched as I tasted a salty sweetness in my mouth and came to another horrible realization – I could taste. Taste anything that enters or exit’s his urethra. A small bit of precum leaked onto Bri’s fingers, and she gently wiped it on top of me. She knows I’m right here, why would she pull such a humiliating act? Bri gently wrapped her hand around the head, her palm now covering my vision, and she squeezed lightly as she pulled her hand downward. Again, I felt the same pleasurable stretching and pulling sensation as when Jeremy had done it, only, now, with her feminine hand instead of his, the feeling inside me increased tenfold. Her hand reached the base of his cock somewhere below me. “Oh my gosh, I can’t even fit my whole hand around the base!”, she announced in a playful, lustrous tone.
Hannah jumped in. “Sorry, I’ve gotta feel this too.” She placed her hand on top of Bri’s, but both hands were still somewhere below me. Hannah’s hand applied slight pressure, increasing the sensation in me.
Mikayla, unable to hold back her professional composure any longer, jumped in. Mikayla placed her hand around the top of Jeremy’s shaft, her giant fingers in front of my face once again. I thought about how similar this view was to seeing her hands wrapped around the plastic cup, only now I was immobile and composed of dick flesh. “Look at you, Mr. – three hands!” She applied her own pressure to the shaft. The immense pressure and built up sexual energy inside of me reached its limit. My entire being began pulsating with waves of pleasurable energy unlike anything I had ever felt in my life. I could hear Jeremy tense up and begin breathing heavily and more rapidly. Mikayla pressed her thumb firmly down onto me one final time. This sent me, and Jeremy, over the edge. The pleasuring energy was so intense I would have been screaming if I was able to. It was somehow incredibly painful yet also the best feeling I had ever felt. I felt the cock around my being begin jerking and pulsating. Jeremy was ejaculating. I could fully taste each spirt of semen as it passed through his urethra behind me.
“Oh god, oh god…” Jeremy moaned, under his breath. The women, in unison, stroked the shaft gently as the spurts continued. Six… seven… eight… nine… ten?? Over ten solid blasts of cum had emitted before the sensation began winding down and the pressure let off. Through the crack in Mikayla’s fingers I could see that some of Jeremy’s cum had gotten on Bri and Mikayla. The rest was making its way down each of their hands. Finally, the pulsating came to a stop completely and I felt myself deflating and softening slowly. Having experienced the best orgasm I’ve ever felt, for a moment I briefly thought about how this might not be that bad. However, that feeling was fleeting. The girls wiped the cum from their hands onto the shaft, completely dousing me in it. I couldn’t see or hear through it, but I could strongly smell and taste it. It wasted like a sickly-sweet mixture of sweat and a slight hint of urine – not that I knew what urine tasted like... yet. But this is probably what it is.
Finally, Jeremy gathered himself and spoke up. “Wow, sorry, I didn’t mean to… I guess I’m not used to the sensitivity.” I could hear his words reverberate through me. I felt his body shift, and a harsh piece of cloth scraped across me, removing the cooling, dying wads of cum. I could see and hear again. The girls were rinsing their hands off in a sink and regaining their composure.
“No worries, it’s perfect actually. We know the procedure has worked wonderfully.”
As Jeremy’s erection continued to decrease, I felt myself getting smaller and slumping forward, until I fell to his side. He shifted around and stood up from the examination chair, his pants and boxers still around his ankles. I slid across his leg and over his balls, and my view swung back and forth. I discovered what my default position would be – upside down, being forced to stare at the underside of his ballsack. Great. He bent down to pull his clothes back up. For a moment I dangled above his boxers, swinging around. I could see his firm ass spread beyond the hanging testicles. He grabbed the boxers and pulled them up as he got back to his feet. The fabric surrounded me like a giant circus tent. I heard the waistband snap around his waist as he let go. His hand reached in and grabbed me once more and shifted me down his right leg. He bent down once more to bring his jeans back up. I heard the zipper zip up with a harsh grinding noise. The tight jeans pressed me between Jeremy’s right leg and just below his nutsack. I couldn’t see anything, and all noises were muffled, except for Jeremy’s voice.
“Well, thank you very much ladies. This is going to be very interesting. Six months. Got it, I’ll be sure to come in.”
With that, he began walking. With each step I bounced around slightly as his skin caressed me. Already feeling lower than nothing and completely and utterly humiliated, I wondered what lied in store for me for the rest of the day, let alone, a year.