I don't know what came over me to make me want to take that hit, but as soon as I did, I knew it was a mistake. I dropped the smoldering object on the ground as I broke up coughing, which barely covered the sound of the man laughing at me.
I could feel the changes coming again, and this time I was awake for them. There was the strangest sensation of pressure all over my body, and I knew I was shrinking. My shoulders, heck, my whole body grew narrower, and I could tell I was getting shorter as well. My dark brown skin grew very smooth, the tattoos fading away, as what little body hair I still had fell away.
"I wished to tease you with what it was like to be a real man, you see," the man proclaimed, chuckling.
My muscle tone was fading, replaced with a subtle softness. I could see my limbs were slender, and slightly gangly now, my hands and feet looking delicate, but at the same time too large for the longish and slim arms and legs. My incredible cock shrank as well. The feeling was indescribably hot, and I stayed totally hard the whole time, so I could see every detail as I lost half my girth and width, veins receeding, revealing a boyish, cut member. It actually looked fairly large on my new body, which was clearly even younger now than when I first woke up. The same went for my smooth, hairless balls.
A glance at the dirty mirror across the room revealed a scruffy looking, unmistakably Mexican young teen, of maybe 13 years. I had shaggy, very nearly black hair that had clearly been cut short at some point and was in need of it again. My eyes were big, and dark, and round. My face looked like it had never even imagined a need for a razor, it was so smooth, and the rest of my body matched. My throbbingly hard cock jutted out obscenely from my smooth crotch. The man sneered and ran a finger across the exposed head, prompting a tiny glisten at the tip.
What REALLY scared me though was... I liked it.