Wednesday morning Connor woke up. As he laid in his bed, he couldn't shake off the feeling that something was wrong. His entire body felt off. He rushed to the bathroom mirror, and what he saw there shocked him.
The reflection showed a different Connor. No longer was he a hulk of muscles, but instead he was merely toned.
"This can't be." He uttered.
Yesterday he had slightly changed, but that change was easy to disregard as nothing. However, now it was undeniable that something was severely wrong. Muscles don't disappear overnight. How did this happen? What was he even supposed to do? He couldn't go to school like this. People would notice for sure. He should just stay at home and research this, to see if he could make any sense out of this.
Hours later, the doorbell rang. Connor looked out his window, there he saw Kendall on the porch. She also saw him. Shit. Now he couldno longer pretend no one was home. He looked through his wardrobe and grabbed the thickest sweater he could find. Hopefully it would fool her long enough for him to send her home. He went down to the first floor and opened a small gap in the front door.
"Hey Connor! What's the deal?" Kendall nagged "You weren't at school today, and you didn't respond to any of my messages! You better not have a girl over."
"No babe. I'm just sick."
"Sick? You're never sick. Let me in. Like if you don't properly open that door this relationship is over!" she persisted.
Should he let her in? He couldn't keep his change secret for ever. In the end, he decided to let Kendall in. If he kept her out, she would for sure think he was cheating.
Kendall entered with an angry expression, however when she got a full look at Connor, her expression softened into one of confusion.
"Huh? Is your hair longer?" she examined him.
"Hell! I don't know I-"
"Wait, are you shorter?" She continued to study him. "How?"
Connor didn't even realize his height had changed until her comment, but as she said it, it was immediately noticeable. He used to tower over Kendall with his height of 6'4. He was still taller than her, but not much taller than her height of 5'9.
"I woke up like this. Fuck! I don't know why or how it happened?" he tried to explain.
"I still can't believe it. Like stuff like this doesn't happen." She was puzzled. "What if it's magic?"
"How am I supposed to know? Besides magic isn't supposed to be real. Babe, just please don't tell anyone about this."
"What about your parents? Won't they notice?"
"They're out on a vacation this week. At least I got that for me."
Both of them paused for a bit. Neither said a word to one another. Then after a long silence, Connor took action and felt up Kendall's butt.
"You horndog. I can't believe you're still thinking of sex in a situation like this." she teased.
"Why not?" I need something to take my mind off this fucking shit."
He continued groping Kendall. Soon clothes were off. What if he had changed. As long as he could fuck bitches, he would survive. However, when his boxers came off, he noticed his old faithful buddy was smaller. Fuck it. He could worry about that later. All he should worry about now is pounding the girl in front of him.
Kendall either didn't comment or didn't the change to his penis. The sex continued. She screamed like any other time they fucked. After a while, they both came. Connor's orgasm was intense. It shook through his body unlike any he had experienced before.
Kendall stayed over. They both wondered what had happened with Connor's body, or if it was going continue even further. Occasionally, they would have a fuck-break, before they went back to research. Connor was still as horny as ever.
Later on, they both fell asleep in Connor's bed.