Chapter 48 - Geno-type pt. 48

Dalton figured this must be heaven. All of his senses had collapsed inward and now all he could experience was warmth and white. He could no longer hear, see, smell, or taste. All he could feel was the warmth engulfing him as he lay suspended in the ether. Dalton was at peace. He was perfectly fine with staying like that for all eternity… or so he thought. It started as a mild discomfort in his chest. The pain steadily grew. He was suffocating. He couldn’t suffocate when he was already dead, could he? 

Whatever it was he was suspended in was not letting air enter his nose. Dalton opened his mouth to breath, but the second he did a wave of bitter, salty goop rushed in to fill the gap. Dalton knew that taste anywhere. He wasn’t dead at all. He was submerged in a pool of jizz. He was still alive! Although, that would not be the case for long if he didn’t make an effort to get to the surface. Dalton sprung into action with the knowledge that he was now in mortal peril. He couldn’t determine up from down, but he picked a direction and started swimming. It was very difficult for him to swim through 
this muck. It wasn’t like water. It was more like tar, thick and sticky. The gooey liquid didn’t give way easily as he frantically kicked and stroked. 

Dalton gasped loudly as his head broke free of the muck. His head was so foggy from lack of oxygen that he was sure he would pass out before he reached the relative safety of the surface. He rested there for awhile. He was so sore and exhausted that he couldn’t even muster the strength to move anymore, but fortunately the liquid he was suspended in was so thick that he didn’t even sink. He could stay at the top of the goop without needing to worry about treading water. He panted heavily as he struggled to make up for lost time in his breathing. He slowly managed to get his hyperventilating under control and settle into a more natural breathing rhythm. The pain in his chest slowly faded and his head began to clear. How far had he fallen? He had no way of telling; his glasses were far too coated to allow him to see much. 

Dalton pulled off his glasses and tried to shake them out and get some of the spooge off the lenses. The heavy gobs shook off easy enough, but it still left the lenses milky and streaked. At least they were clean enough to afford him some rudimentary vision. Dalton looked around. He could see the stars in the sky far above him, but as he turned, the stars suddenly vanished. He directed his gaze lower as he followed the invisible barrier. Something was blocking out the stars, and he was curious to find out what. Steadily, the object came into view. On either side of him, fleshy walls rose straight up hundreds of feet into the sky and vanished into the darkness. Dalton’s mouth fell open as it dawned on him where he was. He was right at the entrance of Jake’s gigantic dick slit. The only reason he was even alive was because he had hit a large globule of cum that was still stuck to the tip of Jake’s colossal cock. What was but a small bead of jizz to Jake was an Olympic swimming pool to Dalton. 

Dalton had rested enough that he felt comfortable in continuing his swim, and he decided that he would much rather be on solid ground than floating like a flake of fish food atop an ocean of jizz. Dalton chose to swim farther in. He didn’t think that he had a chance of reaching the ground from his current position, and he figured any solid footing was better than staying where he was. 

As he swam deeper, the surface of the muck steadily curved downward. He knew he was reaching the edge, and was glad that as he went along, the incline got steeper and steeper so that gravity helped him along. His heavy balls and raging hard-on had been getting in the way as he swam. Dalton was amazed by how aroused he was by this situation. He had always loved huge dicks and loved even more being dominated by them, but this was something else entirely. This cock was so large it had become his entire world; he was surrounded by it on all sides. He wasn’t just being dominated by this cock; he was being completely beholden to it. He owed his very existence to this behemoth. His life could end at any second if this beast so much as twitched, and no one would ever know.
He was more amused by this new insight into his own personality than he was amazed by it. All of his dark fantasies started to replay in his head. The tiny men in the cages; the dudes who had been grown so large that all they could do was sit and watch. Had he been secretly wishing that someone would do those things to him all along? Dalton had always prided himself on being the one in charge, and yet he used that control to allow himself to be dominated by others. This was the first time where had no control at all. He had lost everything, and it was strangely exhilarating. 

Dalton was so far along the bead that the surface nearly vertical, and he no longer needed to swim; he just dug in and let gravity slowly carry him down. As his feet touched down he pulled free of the glob. It offered some resistance at first; the jizz, especially on the outer skin, was already cooling and drying, but Dalton managed to pull free. He stumbled as he popped loose. He had not accounted for just how awkward it would be to walk with such a large erection. 

Dalton stared in awe at his cock. He didn’t know how or when he had grown like that. Had Jake or Tyler picked up the tablet as he scurried away? Somehow that didn’t seem possible. They would have to know the code to unlock it, and besides, Dalton’s pad had pretty much lost all control. No, more likely this had something to do with Jake. 

Dalton realized it now that he had underestimated both of them. He had written Tyler off as some dumb jock and had figured Jake to be too timid to be any threat to him. Jake had more power than he had all along, but no one knew it… except for Tyler. Somehow that boy had set a trap for Dalton and he had been brash enough to walk right into it. Dalton smirked as he thought back over the encounter. Strangely enough, he had no ill will towards any of them, especially not Tyler. He thought back over what it was that had made him lose his cool and finally succumb to the trap. The word echoed in his brain. “Brat.” Dalton remembered the rage and confusion that he had felt when he heard that single syllable. 

Looking back, the reason he had been so enraged was because somewhere deep down, he knew Tyler was right. He was a brat. He pretended at being an adult although he had no idea what he was doing. He created his own little world and would lash out whenever something didn’t jive with the way he had envisioned things had to be. It is amazing how a near death experience can change one’s perspective. Dalton had watched his whole life play out from a third person’s perspective and even he had hated that douchey tool. 

Jake moaned softly. His mind was still overloaded with pleasure from having just blown several thousand gallons of cum through a cock that was itself well over a thousand feet. Even though it had already been several minutes since he had reached climax, he was still exhausted; his breathing was ragged; his heart was racing. Jake’s body was coated in a shiny layer of sweat. That had been the most intense thing he had ever experienced. A goofy grin spread across his face as he realized he could do that again whenever he wanted. 

Jake didn’t think he had quite reached Tyler’s previous size, but he also knew that this wasn’t his full size. If he were to really let loose, he’d probably come close to hitting the mile mark, if not more. Jake shivered with anticipation as he thought about being so huge that he’d have to be measured in miles. He could already feel himself growing again. As Jake’s cock grew larger he once again felt himself getting hard at the thought. He could dwarf entire cities if he wanted to… and then what? Jake had to think about it a moment. He had already reached the size he had set out to reach earlier, but that was before he had learned of his powers and before Tyler had been shrunk down to a much smaller size. Jake had the largest cock on the planet by a factor of several hundred. There was no one anywhere who could ever come close to rivaling him. The thought simultaneously made Jake extremely aroused and a bit despondent. 

He had the world’s largest cock, but now what? It felt amazing; it looked amazing; hell, it is amazing, but all he could do was lay there and grow. When Jake had thought it was a one way trip, that was fine, but now that he knew he could go back, back to a more mobile size, he started to ponder what else he could do with his life. The more Jake thought, the less he fixated on his own massive cock. He could feel Tyler’s muscular arms around him as the blonde boy hugged him tight. He could feel the slow rise and fall of Tyler’s chest and hear his breathing. Jake’s thoughts were slowly taken up with thoughts about Tyler and how much he loved his muscular boyfriend and all the things they could do together; going out to movies, romantic dinners, hanging around the house watching bad TV and playing video games. Jake knew that he would have to shrink down if he wanted to spend time doing all those things… and besides, he had the power now; he could get really huge some other time. 

It took some focus, but Jake was able to steadily bring his size down. The air around his monolithic cock seemed to shimmer as all the mass from it steadily dissipated. Jake was sad to see all that glorious dick steadily wane, but he knew it was for the best. He just had to focus on what was in store for him. He had a great friend awaiting his return, and he had the first of many hot dates with the love of his life already planned out... Jake was also not so secretly looking forward to the next time he had a lot of free time and extra space to grow this large again. Maybe next time he’d get even farther away from town so he could really let loose. Jake sighed happily as he thought about how great things would be; his now rock hard cock gave a couple twitches of approval as he daydreamed about all the great times he would have with Tyler now that he could grow both of them whenever he felt like it. 

Dalton lost his footing as the ground beneath him shifted. The incline was getting steadily steeper, and it didn’t take Dalton long to figure out why. Jake was getting hard again. Dalton tried to run back to the entrance, but the ground was too slick and the angle too steep. No matter how fast he tried to scramble, he was sliding back faster than he could climb up. 

The ground beneath Dalton’s feet shifted violently as Jake’s gigantic cock gave a quick twitch. The tall brown haired boy was obviously thinking about something that he found extremely hot, but what was just a quick twitch to Jake was a massive lurch to Dalton. He lost his already tenuous balance and fell flat of his back causing him to slide down into the abyss. Faster and faster he slid as the force of gravity did its job. Dalton plummeted down Jake’s chute like he was riding some erotic tube slide at a bizarre water park. He spread his arms wide and tried to dig in as best he could to slow his descent, but the surface was too smooth for him to get any resistance. 

Dalton closed his eyes and braced himself for the inevitable crash once he finally reached the bottom of this carnal water slide, but the crash never came. Instead, the incline steadily leveled out, and Dalton coasted safely to halt. After realizing that, once again, he had not actually died, Dalton let out a long sigh of relief. He hadn’t taken into account the curvature of Jake’s boner. Sure, it was steep up at the top, but towards the base it leveled out nicely. 

Dalton looked up the shaft trying to see if he could see any light in the distance. He thought he could make out a few stars through the opening, but the exit to his prison was several hundred feet up. He knew that he had no chance of escape as long as Jake was as turned on as he was. 

Dalton flopped down on the ground in defeat. He could do nothing but sit there and stare at the starlight way off in the distance. As he sat there cross-legged, his huge nuts filled up the entirety of his lap and his massive dick flopped out a few feet in front of him. If he wasn’t so weighed down by his oversized equipment, he might actually stand of chance of crawling back up. Dalton sighed and pushed the thought out of his mind. Now was not the time to be thinking about what-ifs; now was the time to be focusing on what-is. The more Dalton pondered, the more he realized that he was completely powerless. All he could do was sit there and wait until Jake either came down from his current arousal or blew his load all across the countryside and Dalton along with it. 

As Dalton sat there, something began to seem a little off. It was subtle at first; so subtle that he hadn’t even noticed until a few minutes into the process. The exit was getting closer to him. Dalton was about to Jump for joy, but something was off. The exit was getting closer, but it didn’t seem to be getting any larger. Dalton tried to ponder this paradox. It made no sense to him… unless… Dalton’s stomach sank as he realized that Jake’s cock was shrinking with him in it. 

Dalton wasted no time in trying to run back up the water spout, but the itsy bitsy hipster kept sliding back down after a few short steps. Dalton was panicking. He didn’t know whether he would be crushed to death by the walls of flesh or smothered to death amidst all that dick, but he really didn’t feel like finding out; both options seemed equally terrible. He wished that there was some way for him to get out of there. He also wished that his raging hard-on appreciated the gravity of the situation. Sure, being snugly wrapped in gigantic cock like it was a nice warm sleeping bag was kind of hot; it’s just that that kills people, Carl. 

Dalton continued unsuccessfully to try and scale the ramp until eventually the walls were close enough around him that he could touch them if he spread his arms wide. Dalton quickly capitalized on this and pressed his hands firmly against either side. Digging in like this made it possible for him to slowly trudge his way up the slope. Dalton was still worried that he wouldn’t make it, though. It was slow going and every second the hallway got narrower and narrower. As the hallway shrank, the distance he had to go was getting shorter too, but it was a small consolation to Dalton. As the hallway continued to shrink his progress got even slower. At first he was fine with just stooping down, but as the roof continued to come down on him, he fell to his knees and crawled. 

Soon the passage as too narrow for him to even do that, and he had to lie flat on his stomach and wriggle his way up like some grizzled action hero on a jungle rescue mission. Moving around like this would have been so much easier if he didn’t have such a huge dick of his own. Dalton occasionally shuddered as waves of pleasure arced through him. The way his thick dick was pinned between his body and the inner linings of Jake’s cock was effectively causing him to jack himself off as he tried to crawl. On the plus side, the steady stream of pre he was leaking helped to lubricate the pathway a bit. 

Soon, the path was too narrow for Dalton to even crawl. He thrashed and struggled as the massive cock engulfed him like a cocoon. He couldn’t believe it was going to end like this. He was so close to the exit, too; He could see the slit not even a foot away from where he currently lay. Dalton stretched his arm forward and got his hand free. Feeling the cool night air against his skin calmed him, even in the face of his impending doom. There were worse ways to go, Dalton thought as he sighed in defeat. 

Jake was surprised at how good shrinking down felt. It didn’t seem near this pleasant when Dalton had done it to him, but then again, this time he was shrinking down by choice. Maybe he had just missed out on how good it felt because he was panicking last time. There was something else, though. Jake couldn’t put his finger on it, and he was enjoying it too much to really try and focus on just what it was. It was like there was a pressure building up inside of his cock. It was a much different kind of pressure than what he was used to when he boned, but it felt amazing. Whatever it was was just making Jake harder. 

Down below, Sam was watching the events unfold with silent awe. It was so fascinating watching Jake’s cock dissipate. With the way the air shimmered around it as it shrunk, Sam half expected to see Dusk of Oolacile pop out and thank him for rescuing her. As the monstrous wang got smaller and smaller, Sam noticed something else odd. It looked like there was something moving around in there. Sam walked around the perimeter of the gigantic dick trying to see if he could figure out what was going on. Sure enough, as Jake’s massive dick got smaller, the lump in the shaft seemed to get more and more pronounced. Whatever it was, it was very close to the tip now. 

Dalton was actually surprised that he hadn’t been crushed yet. He could feel the gigantic cock getting steadily tighter around him, but somehow it never really got painful. It was far from comfortable though. He was wedged in there so tight that he couldn’t even move a muscle. His outstretched arm was getting sore and cramping from being stuck in such an odd position. He figured his other arm would probably feel the same if it hadn’t already fallen asleep on him. 

Sam moved around to the front side of Jake’s humongous dick. What he saw there made his blood run cold. There was a hand sticking out of Jake’s cock. Sam instantly realized the hand must belong to Dalton. It was physically impossible for Jake to be inside his own cock, and the hand was much to slim and pale to be Tyler’s. Sam didn’t waste any time thinking about what kind of freaky-deaky Yume Nikki shit was going on here. He rushed forward and grabbed hold of the Dalton’s hand and began trying to pull him free. 

Dalton jumped in shock as he felt another hand grab his... or rather, he would have had he been able to move at all. Instead, all that happened was his body tensed up for a second. He had no idea who his savior was, but he had a fifty/fifty chance of guessing right. It couldn’t be Jake for obvious reasons, and he figured Tyler was probably still up top with Jake. That meant it had to be Sam. Dalton felt his heart flutter as he thought of Sam coming to his rescue even after all the douche things he had done.

Jake still couldn’t quite process what was going on. The pressure in his cock had evened out, but now it was moving again. He could definitely tell there was something inside of him now though. He had no way of telling what it was, but it felt amazing. Jake was already rock hard, but now that he could feel the object wiggling around right inside the tip of his cock he was about to blow. 

Sam pulled harder. He was afraid of hurting Dalton, but he also knew that he had to get him out of there quickly. Fortunately, Sam was getting some unexpected help. A trickle of pre was beginning to flow up around the sandy brown haired boy. The extra lubrication helped Sam to pull him out a little farther, but it was still taking too long. Sam knew he needed to act fast, but he didn’t know what to do. He wasn’t strong enough to pull Dalton out by himself, and the flow of pre wouldn’t provide near enough pressure to shoot their Augustus Gloop out of the pipes. 

Dalton could feel Sam tugging on his arm trying to pull him free, but he was just wedged in their too tight. All that they had succeeded in was making Jake even more aroused. Dalton could feel slimy pre bubbling up all around him. He was getting laminated in the stuff. It wasn’t necessarily a bad feeling, but Dalton wasn’t in a position to really enjoy it. 

Sam suddenly got an idea. Pre wouldn’t be enough, but he had seen Jake cum before. Hell, after that last cumsplosion, he was pretty sure the entire tri-county area had seen Jake cum. Sam was pretty sure that a nice solid cumshot would be more than enough to launch their captive hipster like a human cannonball. Sam was curious as to how Dalton had gotten stuck in there in the first place, but he didn’t want to waste time pondering it.   

Dalton’s heart sunk as he felt his pale hero’s hand pull away. Was his white knight really giving up on him? He didn’t have much time to lament though, because almost instantly after he could feel Jake’s cock get even harder around him. Dalton was squeezed even tighter, but still it did not hurt. He really wouldn’t mind the way this felt if he could have been in a more comfortable position. 
Sam pressed his body up against his bud’s cock and began working it over as best he could. Sam used everything that he had at his disposal; he was getting surprisingly good at jacking off massive cocks lately. Sam figured that there was some truth to the old saying “practice makes perfect.” 

Sam was glad that he had a bit of a head start; Jake was already rock hard and leaking pre without any help from Sam. Sam really wanted to speed the process up a bit because there was a risk of the trapped boy drowning under all that pre if they didn’t eject him pronto. At least Jake’s had stopped shrinking so there was no immediate danger of Dalton being crushed to death. 
Sam got up close and personal with the head of his friend’s cock. The curvature of Jake’s humongous dick made it so that the slit was just about eye level to Sam. Sam wanted to really work over that crevasse, but alas, it was currently occupied. Sam instead focused most of his efforts on running his hands and tongue along the spongy head, occasionally dipping lower to give the upper part of Jake’s massive shaft the same treatment. There was so much pre oozing out and Sam was trying his hardest not to let any of it go to waste. 

Sam was trying to keep his head in the game and remember that this was supposed to be a rescue mission, but it was getting so hard; very hard, actually. Sam’s cock had been steadily inflating the whole time, and by the time that it reached half mast, it was getting in the way of his servicing Jake’s immense meat. Even though Sam’s cock had been shrunken down from the few hundred feet leviathan he had been sporting earlier, it was still bigger than he was, especially when rock hard like it was now. Sam decided to just roll with it. The pale boy lined up his huge erection so that the slit pressed right up against the puffy ridge that ran along the underside of Jake’s colossal erection. Sam felt shivers of ecstasy run down his spine as he mashed the head of his cock into Jake’s. If this continued, he was going to cum before Jake did. 

Sam settled began a nice rhythm of rocking his hips back and forth. Each thrust caused his cock to slide up and down along the length of Jake’s shaft; the mouth of Sam’s dick followed the ridge of Jake’s cock as if it was Gomez Addams kissing a trail up and down Morticia’s arm. Jake’s dick was so coated in his and Sam’s pre that Sam’s cock was able to slide smoothly despite how hard Sam was digging in. Sam’s knees bucked a few times and threatened to buckle altogether as he struggled to hold out from cumming for just a moment longer. Sam was so close to blowing his load, but he could tell from the way Jake’s cock was twitching that his tall, lanky friend was getting close to doing the same. Same gave one last hard thrust. The tip of his long cock mashed up against the underside of Jake’s spongy cock head. Sam came hard, sending blasts of cum flying into the air, completely coating the outstretched arm of the trapped boy. 

Dalton was along for the ride as Jake came closer and closer to blowing his load. He could feel Jake’s cock bucking and lurching around him as it struggled desperately to cum. Dalton could even feel the jizz building up behind him. The goop was much thicker than pre and so it couldn’t flow through the few gaps as easily. A lot of it did manage to slip through, though. Dalton was getting coated in the spunk from head to toe. Dalton didn’t want to admit that he was actually kind of liking this, but the warm spooge felt amazing against his skin. The pressurized rivulets of spunk rolled across his body, giving him the most amazing full body massage he had ever had. Dalton felt himself get packed in even tighter as his own dick decided to fully inflate. The high pressure cum shower made short work of his hard-on though. His erection only lasted a few short moments; the pressurized jets of jizz against his extra sensitive skin quickly sent him over the edge. Dalton’s thick jets of cum joined with Jake’s and sprayed out of the tip of Jake’s cock.

Jake’s cock shuddering and jerked and twitched as it struggled to cum. Waves of cum was spilling out from around the blockage, but much of it was still pooling behind and gathering strength. Sam could barely process what he was seeing through the sex addled haze of his mind. With each lurch Jake’s cock made, more and more of the trapped boy became visible. As the boy’s outstretched arm passed over Sam’s head, Sam reached for it. He wasn’t in a good mental state to process what he was doing; his mind was still so fogged with lust, but maybe on some level Sam remembered that he was trying to rescue this guy and not just get his rocks off. It was a good thing he grabbed for that arm when he did, though, because almost immediately after, the dam burst. 

Jake came hard. Being denied the ability to cum for so long had resulted in one of the most powerful cum blasts Jake had ever experienced, relatively speaking. His balls felt so good that they almost ached from being drained so thoroughly in one solid burst. He still wasn’t sure what had just happened, but he could feel that the blockage had been removed.

Dalton didn’t even have time to catch his breath afterwards. After that last orgasm, his dick was finally fully soft for the first time since this crazy ordeal had begun. Dalton could feel himself sliding upward. It was slow at first, but it quickly became faster. Getting his hard-on under control was apparently just what he needed to finally knock himself loose. As Dalton quickly accelerated, he realized just how much trouble he could be in. He didn’t know how far he would be launched, but he had seen Jake cum before. The kid could put a fire hose to same. Dalton could feel Jake’s cock tense up and rear back for one last massive cum blast. He braced himself and prepared for the worst, but right before he could be jettisoned into space he felt Sam’s hand back around his wrist. 

Same gave one solid tug and yanked Dalton out of his erogenous prison and not a moment too soon. Jake’s massive cock gave one last shudder and then erupted like a volcano, raining liquid hot spooge all over the two boys and much of the surrounding countryside.  Sam fell backwards as Dalton landed on top of him; he was very surprised at how light Dalton felt. 

Dalton hugged his savior and he felt this lithe boy’s arms absent-mindedly hug him back. Even with the half-assed hug Dalton received, he could feel how strong and powerful Sam’s arms were, and he felt safe and secure. He had barely survived a series of dangerous encounters, and he knew he owed his life to Sam. 

Sam held Dalton close as more of a reflex than anything else. He was still trying to piece together what was going on. Something felt off, but he couldn’t quite get a feel for it. “Are you ok?” Sam asked when he finally managed to get the fog cleared from his mind. 

“Yes. I am fine now. Thank you so much.” Dalton gushed. He was so happy to be alive as well as extremely amazed that anyone had bothered to save him. Dalton could feel the apprehension welling up inside of him. He was so thankful to Sam, but he had to know the truth. “Why did you save me anyway?”

Sam shrugged as he thought about it. “I just reacted. No one deserves to go like that.” 

Dalton felt the sting at this. So it wasn’t because Sam still had some feelings for him; Sam was just a genuinely nice guy. Dalton figured this would be the case, but he had hoped otherwise. 
The two boys could hear another set of feet plodding its way to them. Sam looked up and immediately recognized Tyler headed towards them. “Hey! Get off of him!” Sam heard Tyler’s voice say; he sounded uncharacteristically angry. Sam quickly hopped to his feet, effortlessly rolling Dalton off of him in the process. 

Tyler turned towards Sam; a look of concern was clearly visible on his face. “Are you Ok? He didn’t try do anything to you did he?”

Sam was happy to hear that Tyler was concerned about him, but he was never in any danger. Sam shook his head no in response and replied. “No. I’m fine. Honest.”

Tyler gave Sam a brief skeptical look as he appraised his pale friend and then gave a sigh of relief. Then he turned his attention to Dalton. “I thought you’d have enough sense to leave when you had the chance.” Tyler said angrily to Dalton. Dalton tried to scurry backwards away from the large, muscular jock; for some reason, Tyler seemed much more intimidating than he had ever been before. Tyler balled one of his hands into a fist as he continued is advance. “I think its time you learned what happens when you mess with my friends.” 

Dalton tried to slink back, but he knew there was no way he could get away; the best he could do was brace himself for what was coming. Just as he had resigned himself to his fate another person stepped in between him and his attacker. 

“Sammy!?” Tyler yelped in surprise. His expression softened and his fist relaxed. “Why are you defending him?”

Dalton was beaming with joy. Sam had come to his rescue yet again. He was so happy that Sam still seemed to still like him, and the fact that he was now staring at that glorious ass instead of at a raging berserker about to pound his face in was a definite plus, too. 

“I’m not going to sit back and watch while some bully beats up some harmless kid.” Sam replied firmly. Dalton’s heart sank. Was that really all he was to Sam? He was thankful for yet another rescue, but hearing Sam once again speak about him in such a distant way stung all the more. 

Tyler was taken aback. “Bully? But I’m protecting my friends…” Tyler’s voice trailed off at the end as he began to think back on his actions. 

“Protecting your friends? From what? Dalton? You’ve already beaten him. Whatever power he once had is already gone.” Tyler hung his head in shame. He knew that Sam was right, and now that he realized that Dalton was no longer a threat to them he felt like a total douche. Sam didn’t stop there, though. “And if you need any more proof, just look at him. I mean, really look at him.” Sam gestured towards Dalton and then stepped out of the way so Tyler could look.

Tyler was confused by this last bit, but he looked up to see what Sam was talking about. Now that he was thinking clearly, he was shocked by what he was seeing. Dalton looked so weak and terrified. Tyler actually felt sorry for the guy and felt even worse about wanting to curb stomp his hipster ass just a minute ago. “What happened to him?” After Tyler asked this his mouth continued to hang open in shock. 

“I’m not sure…” Sam explained. “He was like that when I rescued him. My best guess is it has something to do with being trapped inside Jake’s cock as it was shrinking. He probably would have been crushed otherwise.” Sam looked thoughtfully into space as he theorized out loud and shrugged as he finished. 

Tyler nodded to Sam and then walked slowly over to Dalton. Dalton was still a bit apprehensive, but Tyler seemed much calmer and much less menacing than he had been before. “Hey. Sorry about wanting to punch your lights out a minute ago.” Tyler nervously gave his best shot at a reassuring smile as he reached down to help Dalton to his feet. 

Dalton could still feel the dread welling up in him, but he was no longer afraid of Tyler. There was something else that was off, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on it. He slowly extended his hand to meet Tyler’s. When their hands met, Tyler pulled Dalton to his feet; it was then that Dalton finally realized what was so odd about everything. Now that he was standing fully upright he was only eye level with Tyler’s chest. Dalton felt the pit in his stomach return as he stared into those amazingly buff pecs and cute nipples; he was simultaneously really freaked out and strangely aroused by this turn of events. He was supposed to be several inches taller than Tyler, not the other way around. As best he could figure, Tyler had to have over a foot of height on him. Dalton felt his throat go dry as he did a quick mental calculation. He had to be under four feet tall now. 

At this point Jake caught up with the rest of them. He had finally shrunk his dick down to the point where was mobile again. He too gawked when he saw the now diminutive Dalton.  “Is that… Is that Dalton? What happened to him?”

“Well, he shrunk. As for why, I couldn’t tell you.” replied Tyler with a shrug. “I’m assuming by your obvious surprise that you have no idea how to reverse it?” 

Jake was completely dumbfounded. He just shook his head no to indicate that had no ideas. Dalton fidgeted; being under the microscope like this just served to make him feel even smaller. He felt his gigantic cock stir to life; he didn’t want to admit it, but being small like this was actually turning him on, especially in the company of Tyler who was now huge by comparison. 

Dalton stumbled over his words a bit but eventually found his voice. “Hey. Look. You guys don’t actually have to worry about growing me back. I… um… I kind of feel like maybe I deserved this?” Dalton didn’t want to let on that he was actually kind of excited by his new stature, and this also made a nice segue into what he really wanted to talk about. “Anyways, I have had time to think, and I realized I have kind of been a dick.” Dalton fidgeted as he spoke. He had never felt so uncomfortable before. This was the first time that he could remember that he had ever apologized for anything. It was the first time that he ever felt like he had a reason to apologize, even. 

All three of the now much taller boys turned to look at Dalton. The all had looks on their faces that were varying degrees of shock and cynicism, but Jake was the only one who spoke up. “Kind of?” Unsurprisingly, Jake was the one that had the highest cynicism to shock ratio. 

“Ok. So I was a total tool. I get that now. I know it doesn’t excuse me, but I honestly thought I was helping you guys out. I just kind of went mad with the power I had.” Dalton knew there was more to it than that, but he was still new to the whole apology game, and he really didn’t feel comfortable baring his whole soul to these three just yet. “I know I’ve done some terrible things, but I want to be a better person. So, um, can you forgive me?”

Everyone, including Dalton, was surprised by how quickly and nonchalantly Tyler replied “Yeah. Sure. You did actually help us out by teaching us how to control this power… even if it wasn’t intentional.” Tyler could tell that Dalton was being sincere this time, and he figured the best thing for all of them would be to support him in this. 

Sam mulled it over for a minute and then chimed in as well. “Ok, I’ll forgive you.” Dalton was positively ecstatic to hear Sam was on his side this time. 

Jake glared apprehensively at Dalton for a minute and then looked to Sam and Tyler for some sort of indication on how he should vote. He didn’t really want to forgive Dalton, but he also didn’t want to be the only holdout. Finally Jake let out a sigh of defeat. “Fine. I’ll forgive you, but only because Tyler is vouching for you.” Jake knew that Tyler was a surprisingly good judge of character, and if Tyler sensed that Dalton was sincere then that was good enough for him. 

Dalton cheered up a bit knowing that he had been forgiven by these three guys. “Great! I know we got off on the wrong foot, but…” Dalton turned and extended his hand for a handshake. He was ostensibly talking to all three of them, but his focus was solely on Sam. “friends?” 

Sam glared dubiously at Dalton’s outstretched hand a minute, but then he folded his arms in front of his chest. “I have forgiven, but don’t think for a minute I have forgotten” Dalton’s hand drooped and a crestfallen expression spread across his face. Memories of this morning flooded back into Dalton’s mind. He was once again wracked by guilt and shame for how he had treated Sam.

Sam’s own expression softened a bit as he saw Dalton’s reaction. He felt kind of bad shutting him down so hard, but he still wasn’t comfortable around the now shorter boy. Sam sighed and explained his reasoning. “You have potential to be such a great guy. I’ve seen it in you, but you can also be a great big bag of dicks.”

Dalton dropped his hand and hung his head down in shame and defeat. He knew he had no chance with Sam anymore, but it hurt even worse to be shot down so hard. He didn’t even have a shot with Sam as just a friend. 

Dalton was ready to just trudge off into the darkness and return to his solitary life when he felt a large hand on his shoulder. He looked up to see who it was… and up some more. Now that Dalton got a chance to see Jake up close, he could safely say that the lanky boy was staggeringly tall. Dalton felt dizzy just looking up at him. Not only was Jake huge, but he was also the last person Dalton ever expected to come to his side. 

“If you’re serious about this, the whole being a better person thing. I’ll help you if I can. I’m not saying we can be friends, but I’ll give you a chance to prove yourself. You’re going to be starting way in the red, though.” Dalton’s face lit up as he heard Jake’s words. He was being given a second chance, and he was determined not to waste it. 

“What the hell.” Tyler chimed in with a grin as he extended a hand to Dalton. “It’s not like you can get any worse, right?” Dalton could tell by Tyler’s expression that the buff blonde didn’t mean anything bad with his little jab. Dalton figured that learning to handle good natured ribbing like this would be part of his reinvention anyway. 

All eyes turned to Sam. He was still holding out, but his resolve was fading. Fortunately Dalton stepped up to break the tension. “I know I have a lot to atone for. I don’t expect an answer from you so soon, but maybe some day I will be able to prove myself to you.” 

Sam raised an eyebrow as he appraised Dalton. He certainly looked honest and eager enough, just maybe he would be able to turn himself around. “Ok. Fine. Prove it. I’ll be waiting.” 

Sam’s response was fairly noncommittal, but it was enough to renew Dalton’s hope. “I’ll get started right away. I hope that some day I’ll be good enough for you.” Dalton began to back away; the smile on his face was both pained and happy. “Until next time.” Dalton gave a quick nod to everyone and then turned and walked back to his car.

The three boys watched Dalton walk off into the distance. None of them were really sure how they felt about his change of heart. Tyler had other questions on his mind though. “Why did you decide to support him, anyway?” Tyler asked Jake.

Jake thought about it for a minute before responding. “Well… I guess you could kind of say I empathized. I know what it’s like to really want to change who you are.” 
Tyler looked sympathetically at Jake; the pain was obvious in his eyes. “Do you really dislike yourself that much?”

Jake again too a moment to think before responding, “I’ve… had my moments, yes, but I’ve been getting better lately. Coming out helped a lot, actually. I had been dreading it for as long as I have known I liked dudes, but now that I have done it I kind of wish I had done it years ago.”

“Well. I think you’re perfect as you are, but if you want to, let’s make the new Jake even better than the old.” Tyler cheered on his boyfriend. 
Sam’s eyes lit up as he jumped in on the conversation. “Wait, does this mean he’s getting a makeover?” 

“I swear, Sammy, sometimes you’re almost too gay to function.” Tyler teased. 

“Whatever, blondie. I’m still a black belt and can kick your ass.” Sam jokingly retorted. 

“Oooh. I think I like sassy Sammy.” Tyler commented, and all three boys laughed. They laughed in part because of the joke but mostly because they were glad the crazy ordeal was behind them all. The past few days had been some of the best and worst times of their lives. 

Eventually Tyler managed to stop his laughter enough to speak again. “Let’s head back home. We’ve got class early tomorrow morning,” Tyler then sidled up close to Jake and gave his butt a playful squeeze. “and a hot date tomorrow night.”
