A Little Payback

Of course we'd all heard about it, how couldn't we? Apparently the drug had been invented originally for couples who were into the whole dominance/submission thing. Women who had more submissive boyfriends could make them look more like they felt on the inside or something like that, anyways that's the way it was described when it was invented.

Unfortunately, something powerful enough to emasculate a man in just one dose was bound to be a bad thing. And then of course there were the side-effects. Having all those nerve endings in one little place, not to mention the constant rush of hormones keeping your body from going back to normal? How could they have ever thought it would be a good idea; the men who took it were perpetually horny and would get their fill any way they could.

Well anyways, that's how it started. One pill to make unusual couples' love lives more interesting. Then some girl got the bright idea to spike a guy's drink with it. Apparently he'd been molesting her at the strip-club she worked at in Alabama for months, against policy, and no one was doing anything about it. One pill in his beer before her set and halfway through he'd rushed into the bathroom out of dizziness and discomfort.

That's how it caught on. Men had been slipping roophies in women's drinks for ages, now they were slipping this little pink pill into ours if we got unruly.

I can tell you first hand what he experienced - no I'm not the molester, but unfortunately I've had a hit of the stuff and it's not entirely pleasant. I'll start at the beginning.

It was my Senior year of college and everything was going well. I didn't play any sports or act or anything like that, I was just a typical business major. I worked hard for my body though, hitting the gym 14 times a week for hours on end, I was a pretty muscular guy. I liked that I wasn't big per se, but I was definitely ripped and the ladies loved it. Unfortunately I had let it all go to my head. I'd always been like that I suppose, attractive and muscular, who wouldn't be? Of course, now that Kim has pointed out the error of my ways it all makes perfect sense.

I'd gone out drinking with my buddies one evening and we were at a great little singles bar and I was hoping to score. Unfortunately there weren't many women there so I'd started to get pretty drunk by the time a total knockout walked in and sat down at the counter. She ordered a martini. Yeah, she was going to be mine.

It should have gone through my head as I walked over and patted her ass that she could easily slip something into my drink but it didn't. The whole thing hadn't quite caught on yet. My friends and I had seen the news footage every once in a while. Some big hulk of a guy's picture next to the new, weak version of him telling his story. Most of them would cry. They'd be sitting there in tight-fitting women's clothes usually because that's all that would fit, they were like sticks. The news never showed pictures but they talked about what happened downstairs and it didn't sound pleasant. A quick google search would resolve that though. Nubs they were called.

Anyways she obviously didn't take too kindly to my touching her the first time, or maybe it was the second or third time; or maybe it was when I grabbed her breasts and went in for a kiss before I'd even asked her her name. Whatever the case I must have upset her because at some point she managed to drop one into my beer.

She walked out of the bar and I walked back to my group of friends, all of them football players surprisingly, and sat back down. They started to make fun of me for not scoring but I didn't mind. There'd be plenty of other opportunities. I took a swig of beer.

Kieth, who was a lot bigger than I was (in the crotch department too, he always wore tight jeans and it was no secret that he was packing a monster) reached over and took a long swig of my beer as well. He'd run out and the service hadn't gotten there. It was perfectly normal behavior.

We kept chatting about school and girls and whatever it was that we were interested in at the time for about 20 minutes before I started to feel really dizzy and my dick got half hard and felt like I really needed to pee. I stood up and went to the bathroom, still not realizing what had just happened.

I stood at one of the stalls and pulled my guy out, I admired him for a minute; 8" cut, still about half hard which I thought was strange, and tried to pee. Nothing happened. A minute later I heard Kieth walk into the bathroom too.

"Think I had a little too much to drink," he said, unzipping.

"Yeah me too man, I'm feeling odd."

He pulled out his dick and I saw it bare for the first time in my life. I'm not gay by any means but I can appreciate something beautiful when I see it. His cock must have been at least 10" hard, but like me he was sort of in-between at the moment.

"Haha," i laughed, "looks like we both need to get laid." I said, gesturing to his half-erect member.

"God man I know, it just won't go away. Wait, you too?" he asked.

"Yeah, it's been like this for about 5 minutes, nothing even started it, just perked right up and hasn't stopped since. You're really packing though man, that's impressive."

"Hey, not bad yourself," he said, reaching over and patting my ass jokingly. For some reason though I got extremely dizzy and started to fall.

"Whoah man," Kieth said,I fell over towards him and he caught me, losing his own balance. We both wound up pants around our ankles laying against the door to the bathroom and laughing.

"Must look like a couple of fags, huh?" I said, laughing.

"God I know, I'm hard as a rock too," Kieth replied. He was, he'd gotten a full hardon and it was, if I say so myself, glorious.

"Looks like you are too though, buddy." Kieth said.

"I'm so fucking horny right now, jesus." I said. I was still in his arms, dizzy as hell.

"Look man, I don't want to be rude or anything, but on the football team sometimes we do things for each other, and it doesn't make us gay right, it's just like - "

I cut him off.

"If you want me to jerk you off you're going to have to help a brother out." I said. He smiled.

"Nothing gay now, you hear?" He said.

"Deal." I said, reaching out and grabbing his cock. My hand barely fit around it, it was massive. He grabbed my dick and together we started to fondle each other and stroke.

After a minute I started to get less dizzy and as I was thinking about how nice that was Kieth spoke.

"Umm, man, I don't want to freak you out but are you going soft or something?" he asked.

"No man, why?" I asked.

"Well, you seem a lot smaller, it's weird."

I looked down and noticed he was right. I could see the head of my dick earlier, it came out the top of his hand as he was jerking me. Now though it was nowhere to be seen. He removed his hand and as I looked down I gasped. It was almost exactly half the size. It was at that moment my stomach and arms and legs started to cramp up and I doubled over. I caught a glimpse of myself in a full length mirror in the bathroom and saw my now small (but still very hard) cock poking out between my legs, I was on all fours doggystyle while the big beefy Kieth lay against the door looking like he was about to pass out, but still stroking himself.

"Dude I think," I said, "I think you're getting smaller too. Look." I put my hand around his monster and where I could barely close it before I could now hide his cock completely with my hand. The cramps hit me again and I resumed my come hither position.

"Shit man, what's going on? I got the cramps something awful." I heard him say. I just closed my eyes and lay down on the floor.

After a few minutes I felt less awful and was tingling all over. I opened my eyes and looked over at the mirror. Laying on the ground where I had been earlier was what looked like a scrawny version of myself. I was slightly shorter it looked like, my big bubble butt had turned into a small tight one, my arms and chest had deflated and my tummy was tight rather than muscular. The same with my legs, long and supple but no muscle tone. I tried to stand up and fell over onto Kieth's lap.

If he'd been the man he was before he would have caught me before I hit the ground but he too had atrophied. In fact, if his cock had been the monster it was before I probably would have had it halfway up my ass. Instead I noticed a tiny hard lump pressing between my buttcheeks and my head hit the door as Kieth did all he could to catch me.

"Umm, Brad." He said.

"We've been Nubbed, haven't we?" I asked.

"Oh shit." He replied. I felt his hand go up my slender leg and into my lap and nearly came then and there as his hand touched my crotch.

"You're tiny." was all he said.

"Umm, thanks asshole," I replied, "You're not so huge yourself you know."

"I can tell." He replied.

"I'm so fucking horny." I stated.

"Dude, we need to cum, then we need to get out of here and figure out what the hell we're going to do."

Seemingly instinctually his hand went from my crotch down to my butthole and he started to finger me. I moaned and kissed him, it was a strange feeling but it felt so right. Once he had a finger in me, then two, I knew what I wanted. I crawled in front of him and lifted my butt into the air invitingly.

"You want me to fuck you?" he asked.

"Please." was all I could say as I looked into the mirror and bit my lip in anticipation.

He came up behind me and fondled my ass for a minute before I reached back and pulled his crotch towards my waiting cherry. As his crotch rubbed against my buttocks I realized the slight logistical issue here; his penis was only about an inch and a half long.

"This isn't going to work, is it?" I said, exasperated.

"No wait, i think I can get it in far enough for me to cum, then you can fuck me." he said. Music to my ears.

"Do it, Kieth." I growled.

I felt him rubbing his tiny penis against my butthole and as I reached back and forced him into me with all my strength (which wasn't much now) I felt the very tip go into me, but that was about it.

Then I realized we'd stepped away from the door. Of course, as soon as it opened and our two other friends walked in they barracaded it again so no one else could enter.

"Jesus, what the hell is up with you two?" said one of them.

Kieth grunted as his tiny little excuse for a cock spurted his semen all over my butt. I felt the warm fluid begin to drip down my crack and off my little prick almost immediately, none of it had entered me - just like Kieth. He started to cry in embarassment and in the mirror I saw him curl up into a corner by one of the stalls and lift his legs up to his chest. He was playing with his little penis.

"Kieth, I need to cum too." I said, meaning it immensly.

"Oh we'll help you cum," my other friend said.

"Oh come on guys, seriously? As if this wasn't a bad enough day already? I need to fuck something." I said.

"Not with that you don't." he replied.

"Fuck you." I shouted.

It didn't take much of an effort for them to subdue me and before I knew it there was one cock in my mouth and the other up my butt. It felt amazing and I moaned in pleasure the whole time. Kieth had stopped crying and now stood blocking the door playing with himself. With his new size it looked more like a girl fingering herself than anything else.

It only took about a minute for me to blow my load on the ground - no one even touched my sorry excuse for a manhood and yet I came harder than I ever have before.

There was a nudge on the door, then a shove and Kieth was on top of me. Poking her head through the door was the girl who'd done this to us.

"Two for one I guess. Sorry chum, but your buddy's to blame. You little boys will be needing these, I think." she said. She tossed a pair of almost matching pink minidresses onto the floor next to us. There was a clunk as two pairs of hot pink 5 inch heels hit the floor as well.

"Tata." she said before any of us could react.

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Once my friends had finished fucking me they made Kieth and I put on a little show for them. We slid on the dresses (which fit like a glove to our new, feminine and slim bodies) and the heels. We teetered a bit at first but after the guys encouraged us we were soon walking like pros. Of course, they wanted to see their two new girls make out so we did, passionately. Kieth sat in one of the sinks, one heeled foot on my shoulder and the other between my legs as we kissed like it was going out of style and rubbed our crotches together. We came at the same time and coated each other with our juices.

The walk home was embarassing, to say the least.

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We've adapted of course. Kieth and I are living together now. We've tried to find men's clothes but the only option is children's clothes and those are too small. We even tried to find masculine women's clothing but you could always tell so we've decided just to grin and bear it. I prefer the slightly more modest dresses but Kieth (who's still got a slightly bigger peepee than me) likes to show off in tight shorts or short skirts.

I think there's something about simultaneous orgasms. I would never have thought that I'd fall madly in love with my best friend after we were forced to kiss each other in women's clothing in a public restroom. However, we both know that when our peepees exploded on each other we were just expressing the feelings that had been inside us for so long. Suffice to say, we rub our peepees together quite a lot now and, thanks to the internet, we can make some money doing it as well.