David purred deeply after finishing up with cleaning himself with the tissue, moaning softly at the sensation of warmth moving through his body. He felt a bit odd after a few moments, as if the usual sensation of afterglow had been magnified. David pushed away from his computer, sliding back on his office chair and glancing down at himself, his cheeks flushed and his breathing a bit erratic.
As David stared he felt – and saw – the odd sensation of his boxers becoming slowly looser upon his meaty thighs, as if he were slowly becoming small enough to fit a bit less snugly into the tight briefs. His eyes widened at the sight, and after few moments of staring dumbfounded at himself he leaped up out of his office chair. David immediately went to his mirror to confirm that he was still fully himself, and that he’d just been having some sort of odd, pleasure-induced hallucination.
But what he saw in the mirror was worse than what he expected.
Staring back at him was a smaller version of himself. Not only could he tell that he’d lost six inches – bringing him down to 6’9” in the process – but he also appeared to have lost some muscle mass! He brought his arms up and flexed, a soft whimper in his throat when he saw that his arms had lost some of their thickness. He turned to the side and flexed his calf muscles, already noticing that he’d lost muscle mass all over. And if David wasn’t already freaking out enough, it was when he put a hand to his half-hard cock that he felt the curious, frightening sensation of having shrank slightly “downstairs” as well.
Just as David opened his mouth to bellow in terror at the inexplicable change to his body, he heard his brother’s voice calling out from the other room.
“David, get in here!” The smaller drake called out, a strong urgency in his voice. And something else in his tone, a depth that had never been there before. David ran from his room and into the hall, his briefs hanging loose around his hips and rump. Though he was still tall and muscular, he’d lost enough thickness and enough size to really feel a bit small in his own clothing.
Tyler turned around on his office chair when he heard David burst into the room, the smaller drake immediately standing up again. He appeared to have been doing the same thing as David – finishing a little self-pleasuring for the night – with his underwear pulled halfway down his thighs. David growled softly, “Sheesh Tyler could you pull those up, I don’t need that staring me in the face…”
Tyler whimpered softly and shook his head, bouncing a bit urgently on the balls of his feet, “I can’t get them back on, I’ve…I’ve grown or something! Look!” He tried to pull up his briefs, only for the waistband to start stretching to its limit, the sound of stitches popping filling the air. Tyler gestured to himself, “I’m like, six inches taller than I used to be, and check this out!”
David’s eyes widened when Tyler lifted his arms and flexed, seeing exactly what Tyler was freaking out about. In direct opposition to David’s changes, Tyler seemed to have gained both height and mass, the once-scrawny purple drake sporting a respectable amount of muscle mass and tone, though he was still a far cry from David’s Herculean physique.
Tyler dropped his arms, staring at David for a moment before asking cautiously, “Bro did you uh…did you get shorter or something? And you look kinda…thinner.”
David growled softly and nodded, his tail lashing back and forth with agitation, “I lost 6 inches and some muscle mass! Seems I know exactly where it went.” He eyed Tyler with a firm glare, as if accusing him of stealing his size from him.
Tyler held his hands up defensively, “I don’t know what’s going on! I mean…Something like this isn’t supposed to happen…Wait…when did you start, you know…shrinking? Did you do anything peculiar?”
David snorted and shook his head, not understanding where Tyler was going with his line of thought, “All I did was crank one out, why?”
“Were you wearing that amulet when you did it?”
“Yeah I was wearing the amulet, I told you I liked it, isn’t that enough?” David growled, thinking that Tyler was trying to get off subject rather than solve their problem, “But what does that have to do with anything!?”
Tyler rolled his eyes and stepped forward, reaching up to take a hold of his brother’s amulet and tug on it, “This is your problem! This thing must be some kind of, I dunno, magical object! I guess having an orgasm with it on made you lose your size…”
“And you gained it? So what are we gonna do about it, Tyler?” David growled, still not pleased with his brother’s theorizing. He stepped forward and cracked his knuckles, feeling angry enough to lash out at his brother for this offense, even though it wasn’t entirely his fault.
Tyler immediately backed off, laughing weakly, “Look look it’s okay! It should be a simple fix. Just calm down. All we have to do is…”
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