Weak

 

 

 

Will flexed and posed in the gym mirror, his pump was incredible today and he couldn’t help pull off his shirt to get a better view of his muscles. His chest and arms looked huge as he flexed them, he looked over at the gaggle of yoga girls nearby and none even glanced his way. Will lifted up his arm and changed his pose to show off more of his gains, he grimaced slightly as he got a whiff of his rancid armpit, perhaps he should have put some deodorant on this morning. As he flexed a younger, shorter, leaner man with a higher pitched voice came over to him, he was wearing a gym uniform and was frowning.


“Sir you have to wear a shirt while in the gym, it’s our policy” The young man sighed, clearly not the first time he had said those words.


“Why? You jealous of the gains? Fuck bet you wish you could have a piece of this action. Now piss off fairy!” Will said mockingly as he positioned himself in front of the twink and flexed for the women again. This time he did get their attention but for all the wrong reasons, his arrogant and obnoxious, homophobic attitude being more than a major turn off as the women flipped their middle fingers at him and turned their backs to him. 

 

“Fucking bitches… see what you did? You’re lucky I don’t beat the shit out of you fruitcake!” Will said now irrationally angry at the young twink. Will then barged past the twink, hitting him so hard he fell to the ground, with the sweaty jock being twice the size it was lucky he wasn’t more seriously hurt. Not even looking back Will stomped into the changing rooms, his sweaty, beefy body glistening under the fluorescent lights. He heard behind him the gushing of girls as they ran to the smaller man’s aid. What was the point in doing all the working out and looking this good if all the bitches in the gym ignored him? They should be worshipping him! He was tall, muscular and had a big fat cock between his legs, why weren’t they begging to fuck him? Why did they care about some skinny weak loser? Will didn’t understand it! He worked out mercilessly, he had a strict diet and a regiment of supplements and roids, he looked like a greek god, but still they avoided him, ignored him! His rage building Will punched a nearby locker “FUCK!” The pain was excruciating and Will grasped his hurt hand. Leaning against the wall and nursing his injury, the pain only fueled his anger further. Frustrated and mad, Will made his wish, thoughts of all the women that had ignored him or blew him off fresh in his mind “I wish those bitches were interested in me and not fussing over that fairy!” Will hissed through gritted teeth.


Almost immediately Will felt a strange shiver race across his body and his muscles started to ache, it was as if he had just done ten workouts and even just standing was hard for him now. Will started to panic, perhaps the stress and anger, punching his hand, it had all affected him more than he thought. His boulder-like biceps almost hurt, they ached so much and in an effort to soothe the pain Will started to massage his hard muscles but as he rubbed it was almost as if his bicep was shrinking from his grasp. Taking his hand away Will looked at his arm puzzled, then giving it a little flex he wasn’t sure if what he was seeing and feeling was true, his bicep did look smaller. Will unconvinced gave his arm another massage, the aching still persisted but as he removed his hand again his eyes widened in horror his muscles were definitely smaller this time. Will then started to look at the rest of his muscular torso and was shocked to find all of his aching muscles withering, dissolving away. The once broad muscular back and chest he had worked years to develop, the intimidating shadow he would cast as he stepped into a room was diminishing. His pecs deflated to a third of their previous size while his back muscles all but disappeared giving him a much more slender frame. The ache, the pain only grew as Will tried to move but as he did his arms and legs lost most of the mass he had worked so hard to achieve. Will called out for help but his voice caught in his throat, even the muscles in his throat were too tired to work properly. Stumbling forward through the locker room, Will braced himself against a counter and looked into the mirror. What he would normally do was pose and flex for himself but now he stared fraught and frightened as well over 50 pounds of muscle was stripped from his physique.


Will tried once again to yell for help as he was barely able to keep himself standing, his muscular legs and ass had diminished, his waist slimmer leading to the humiliating fall of his shorts and underwear. Will whined as he tried to lean down to pick them up but the ache, the pain was too much. Will was forced to hold onto the counter and watch as his body slimmed down. It was as his chest shrunk and his lats and delts faded, that he noticed the hair on his body also seemed to be fading as well. Sinking back into his pores, leaving him smooth and hairless. Will was freaking out but no matter the panic and frenzy his brain was in over the changes to his body, it was too busy just trying to remain standing. Tears welled in his eyes as he looked at his body, it was still toned and muscular but at least the last 6 or 7 years of grinding, dieting, pumping iron had all just been lost, he looked just like he did when he was graduating high school, like he did before he started taking the gym seriously. Will hated it; he looked younger, weaker, less dominant, less confident. Will then felt a surge of pain radiate from his body and he let out a silent scream as he stared at his reflection and watched his hair start to lighten, first to a chestnut brown, then strawberry blonde until it glowed a bleached platinum blonde. With that last surge Will’s legs finally gave way and he found himself collapsing to the floor in a naked heap, exhausted and terrified.

After a short while of catching his breath, Will was able to gather enough strength to prop himself up and eventually stand. Will looked forward at his reflection and his jaw dropped, his body had slimmed, his body hair was gone, his hair was bleached, he looked like a shadow of his former self. Yet, what he couldn’t stop staring at was his humungous cock, his slimmer build now made his dick look even bigger! Will couldn't help but wiggle it and touch it, it looked unreal but everything that just happened to him was unreal! 

Will would have continued to be mesmerised and confused by his new body if he hadn’t been interrupted by a bunch of worried, girl's voices coming from outside the locker room.


“Will, Will? Are you ok babe?”


“Yeah babe’s are you alright, we thought we heard someone fall?”


“Honey, do we need to get someone?”


The chorus of female voices were all laced with concern and worry. Will was now even more confused, those women had sneered at him, ignored him and shunned him yet now they knew his name? Were worrying about him? Checking up on him? What had changed?! That’s when the realisation hit… he had changed. Looking at himself, his slender body and huge cock, he had wanted the women to be interested in him, he had wished for it. Perhaps the new body and hair was what they really wanted, what would interest them, maybe his muscles were too intimidating before? Trying to piece together then unexplainable Will could only reason that the women’s concern and his new body were connected, but this wasn’t what he meant! He didn’t want to give up his body and how he looked for some dumb bitches at the gym! The fear once again started to set in and Will didn’t know what to do.


“Will are you in there? Are you ok? I think I need to get someone, where’s that guy that worked here?” One of the female voices said.


Will couldn’t have someone come in, not naked, not hairless, not bleach blonde. He needed time to think, panicking Will found himself shouting back although his voice was still hoarse and his throat still ached.


“Ladies, Ladies I’m fine. I just need a minute!” Will said looking for his clothes but as he scanned the floor he couldn’t seem to find any trace of them!


“Oh babe you had me worried for a second! We will leave you to make yourself look all pretty and we will see you in a sec ok?!” The bubbly voice chirped back.


Will scowled at the last remark, ‘make himself look pretty’ what did that mean? That wasn’t something a girl who was interested in you says, it wasn’t flirty or playful, it was weird. Will wasn’t pretty, he was hot! Will was about to shout that exact thing back at the women outside when his face suddenly started to ache. The same aching, painful feeling from before was now emanating from his face and Will let out a loud groan as he rubbed his face to try and soothe the unwelcome feeling. Will rubbed at his cheeks and jaw, trying to avert the pain and as he did heard a loud chilling snap! Will froze as he hands began to shake, his jaw had just broken, he expected pain to flood his senses but still just the dull ache persisted, yet his jaw bone was definitely in a different place! Will dared not look at his reflection but he had to see what the hell was happening with his face. Still with his hands on his face Will turned to his reflection. Slowly he moved his hands away, expecting to be shocked and disgusted but instead he was more confused. His jaw was certainly in a different place but not because it was broken but it was now a different shape. The square manly jaw he was used to was now gone and instead his jaw was now narrow, sharp, with defined contours. Instead of the wide, broad, masculine jaw he had loved, instead it was now tapered gently to his chin and had a softness about it that made him look more friendly, inviting, weak. Will’s finger shook as he tentatively touched his face to confirm his new jawline was real, his face had literally changed in an instance and Will hated it.


Will couldn't believe it as he crept closer to his reflection to get a closer look, his face looked less masculine, less intimidating, less gruff, it looked soft. Will then jumped with fright as another loud snap echoed throughout the locker room as his nose changed and reformed, then another snap snap as his cheekbones rearranged themselves. Will could do nothing, his face changed and transformed, his nose now thin and slender like he had a nose job, his cheek bones were higher and his cheeks were smooth, soft and supple. Will gasped as he looked at himself, he barely recognised himself he didn’t look manly, he didn’t look like a jock, he looked…pretty! Will’s fear and panic elevated as he realised what was happening as his hair started to lighten and still his face ached. As the pain radiated from his face he eyes watered as he watched his skin smooth and lighten to a perfect porcelain, his eyebrows thinned and shaped themselves perfectly to his face and his lips changed to the perfect kissable shape and then began to swell. Will watched in terror as his hair finished lightening to a bottle bleach blonde to top his new plastic, pretty boy look. “No no nooo” Will muttered to himself grabbing his hair and face as he watched his lips growing, going from plump and to over inflated as they filled up and grew larger and larger. “No stop” Will whispered to himself but still his lips expanded until they were an unnatural size and could only be achieved through filler. Will felt the weight on his face and felt his lips part as they became too heavy and too full to close naturally anymore. With one last swell Will found his lips pulled into a permanent pout and his face forever altered. 

 

Will felt a tear escape his eye as he looked at his new face, the face of a botoxed, lip filled pretty boy. Along with his new slimmer body he looked like a fucking fairy! Will couldn’t believe what was happening to him, this isn't what he wanted, this surely isn’t what women are interested in! Will needed help, he needed to get to a hospital or laboratory or something! He just knew he could say here! He needed his clothes, he needed his phone he needed to find a way out of this nightmare but where the fuck was all of his stuff.


Looking through lockers and under benches Will couldn’t find his things anywhere. Normally walking around naked in the locker room with his cock out was empowering for him, but now with his skinny frame and fairy face he would be ashamed if anyone saw him. Panicking Will then heard a familiar sound, his ring tone! Will rushed to a locker that was definitely not where he had left his stuff and pulled it open. Will instantly recoiled at the bright neon pink workout bag it wasn’t his but part of him recognised it and knew it belonged to him, so Will didn’t hesitate to open it up to try and find his phone that continued to chime. Searching through the bag Will was disgusted to find a crop top, jockstrap, pink boots, jean shorts and a buttplug and finally his phone right at the bottom. None of this gay shit belonged to him but why didn’t seem so familiar!? Why was his phone in this bag? Becoming more erratic Will checked his phone and saw he had a missed call from someone called Xander, who the fuck was Xander? Will then watched a series of texts buzzed through all from the aforementioned Xander who seemed rather pissed that his call had been missed.


‘You better have a good fucking excuse for why you ain’t answering’

‘I’m seeing you tonight, my place, 9 ’

‘Remember I have your key, if you ever want to be unlocked you better never miss one of my calls ever again’


Will had no idea how to respond and the feelings he felt were strange, normally this kind of attitude, demands and arrogance would have caused Will to fly into a fit of rage and anger. Will would have been calling up and yelling at Xander and threatening to beat the shit out of him, but instead Will felt… guilty. Like he had disappointed someone or he had just been shouted out by a teacher or scolded by his mother. Will hadn’t felt this way in years and it made him frightened, what the fuck was going on? And what did this Xander mean by key and unlocked?


Suddenly a shooting pain shot through Will’s groin and he yelled in agony as a horrid tightening sensation radiated from the top of his cock. Will grabbed at his crotch on instinct but instead of feeling his soft skin he felt something hard and plastic. Removing his hand Will shouted at his swinging cock ‘WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?!” as he looked at the pink ring of plastic that now encircled the base of his girthy fuck stick. Will tried to remove it, he tried to pull it off his body and cock but no matter what he did it wouldn’t budge. Will screamed as he tried to remove the foreign object that had materialised around his dick but his attempts were futile especially when another sharp pain radiated from his groin this time from the tip of his penis. Will yelled in agony once again as he looked down at his dick to see his cockhead encased with the same kind of pink plastic, leaving only a small slit that would allow him to piss.


Will contemplated just running out of the lockerroom his body was one thing, his face another but his dick, his huge fucking dick was his pride and joy and now it had these two plastic casings attached that he couldn’t remove. Will was about to streak from the site of his transformation when an unnerving strange feeling started to pulse from his penis. Looking down at his crotch he watched as his giant cock twitched without his consent, then again and then started to move, no not move… retract. At first Will was dumbfounded as he watched his cock head start to get closer to him, the length of his cock seemingly disappearing inside of him, like when it's too cold outside but when Will touched his cock he could feel it moving, slinking backwards towards him unnaturally. Will then started tugging at his cock trying to excite it and wake it up, trying to bring it back to its full majesty but this only seemed to cause it to sink back further and by now Will had lost an inch and half.


Will panicked as he pulled hard on his dick desperately trying to stop it from shrinking away, but no matter how much he pulled the force sucking in dick inwards would not stop. In by inch the monster cock shrunk, 7, 6, 5, 4, at 3 Will started to begging. ‘Please! PLEASE STOP!” He yelled until he lost grip on his cock when it fell below 2 inches, tears streaming down his face as cock was regulated to a nub that barely poked out from on top of his balls. By now the plastic on the cock head now touched the plastic ring on the base of his now miniscule cock and with a ‘click’ the pieces fused together and a tiny padlock swung from the side. The monster cock had been caged and now Will finally understood why Xander had a key.

 

Will stood stunned and naked looked at his ‘pretty’ pink cock cage that dangled between his smooth porcelain crotch, his eyes blurry with tears as looked at what was once a magnificent prideful organ that was now locked away to a shameful humiliating size. What had he become/ He certainly wasn’t what girls would want to fuck, instead he had turned into some sort of plastic femme fairy. Will stayed contemplating his new body and cock for some time before he heard voices coming from outside the locker room, this time male voices. Will’s heart began to race, he couldn’t have people seeing him like this, naked, caged, slim and hairless! He needed to cover himself up and get out of here, he needed to get help and he needed this nightmare to end. 

Will turned and looked at the pink neon bag and the clothes inside and grimaced with disgust, he would rather die than wear those homo clothes. Yet as Will ran frantically around the room trying to find a towel, lost clothing or even a shower curtain to cover up his diminished feminine form he found nothing. The male voices grew louder and Will knew he had no choice as he grabbed the white crop top and pulled it over his head, the fabric barely went past his nipples leaving his flat stomach and back fully exposed. Will hated his new body on display but he needed something to wear if he was going to leave the changing room with his pretty pink cock cage on display! Will grabbed the jockstrap and pulled it on but was surprised to find it was huge on him. Stretching the straps Will looked for a label and saw it was XXL, why would he have something that was so huge the crop top was barely a medium! That's when a familiar feeling stirred inside him and pulsing pain erupted making his skin crawl. “PLEASE NO NOT AGAIN. NO MORE PLEASE. NO NO NO NOT THERE!” Will screamed as the feeling radiated from his pale little ass cheeks and soon they started to grow and expand.
 

Will grabbed at his butt in terror as his once ordinary ass cheeks ballooned outward, swelling with relentless growth that showed no signs of slowing. What started as a subtle bloat had soon escalated into a full blown expansion within moments, his glutes inflating like overfilled balloons, pushing them toward the dreaded XXL jockstrap he wore. Will tugged futilely at the waistband to remove the jockstrap, desperate to halt the growth, but his huge, unwanted shelf of an ass only seemed to grow bigger, rounder, wobblier keeping the strap in place. The mounds of booty fat seemed to spill out over his hands as he tried to push in back but there was no stopping this juggernaut of an ass. Swelling to the size of basketballs, the cheeks were filled with fat making them sway and jiggle. Will was frantic as his ass swelled way past bubble butt or voluptuous booty, this ass was no longer natural it was a mad surgeons dream BBL and still it grew and widened to an impossible size. Will was left sobbing as the jockstrap’s fabric stretched taut over his burgeoning booty, each cheek a massive, jiggling orb that wobbled with every step, forcing him into a perpetual sway that could never be ignored.

When the feeling finally dissipated, Will was left crying at the unreal, unnatural butt cheeks that now hung and followed behind him. Will felt like a freak and far from the strong, big dicked, masculine bodybuilder he had been only minutes ago! Will couldn’t stand it, his lip trembled as he saw his reflection, his slim, muscle free body, his puffy pouty lips, his bottle blonde hair, his tiny cock and pink cage, and now his huge fake wobbly booty. Crying, Will couldn’t stay looking at himself any longer and ran from the lockerroom, he no longer cared who saw as long as he didn’t have to see himself. In only a crop top and jockstrap Will felt his massive cheeks wobble as he ran out of the changing area until he crashed right into the same group of women who had ignored him before, however now they couldn’t ignore him and instead they swarmed around him.


‘Babe! What’s the matter’


‘Oh honey why are you crying’


‘Come here sis, what’s wrong’


Will was trapped as the women embraced him and coddled him, just as they had done with the twink he had pushed to the ground and it was then he finally understood why this had happened to him. Those bitches were no longer interested in that fairy instead they had a new fairy to crowd around. Will couldn’t stop crying as his head began to hurt and his brain started to fuzz. His life and memories started to become hazy as new ones started to invade and replace them. Memories of brunches with the girls, pedicures and manicures, talking about the men they had fucked and wanted to fuck, make up and botox, who the best surgeon was and what colour looked best on each other. Will tried to escape but the women hugging him left him stuck as more of his life was rewritten. No longer was he a bodybuilder gym rat but someone who went pilates with the girls and did yoga on Sundays mainly because he liked how his ass looked in yoga pants. No longer was he attracted to to women and wanting to fuck them, they only time he had seen a woman naked was when he helped his girls get ready for a night out. Instead his mind was filled with cock, huge thick veiny cocks just like the one he used to have, ones that would stretch his hole and make him scream. No longer was he an intimidating, dominant presence but a submissive bitch that would do anything for a daddy that demanded it, a daddy like Xander. No longer was he Will the arrogant, muscle god with massive cock, no he was now Willy the sluttiest, dumbest twink in town and he was devastated that Xander might be mad at him. Will wanted to scream as his life was erased and replaced but through his tears, a high pitched lispy voice squealed out as he confessed to his girls all about the missed call from Xander.


‘Aww babe we can fix this!’


‘Yeah there is no way Xander is going to give up your fat ass!’


‘I know, why don’t we go and buy something special for you to wear. How could he be mad at you after that?’


‘Great idea! We have to get you all pretty for your date tonight, I have this slutty pink thong I’ve been saving.’


‘Oh and I’ll text Jen to see if she is happy to squeeze you in for another load of filler and botox, you will look perfect for Xander!’


Will shouted and screamed as he was pushed to the back of his mind and Willy was pushed along by his girls, looking after their gay bff and making sure he was the prettiest little slut for his daddy Xander. Will would try to regain control, he would try to act like his old self but every attempt was futile, the old him was long gone and what remained was in a repressed little cage screaming for help at the very back of Willy’s mind, drowned out by the thoughts of Xander fucking his huge fake ass with his huge fucking cock.