“WAIT” cried Erik, “DON’T LET GO!”
The others all looked at him.
“Oh you think this is FUN for us??” the rapidly dwindling Phill said. “I’m the size of my twelve year old sister!!” Phill’s clothes were billowing around him. He looked like Tom Hanks at the end of Big.
But Tristan got it first. “No, I think Erik is right. If anyone let’s go, then the round is over. And they’re.. stuck.” Tristan’s growing pains were intense, and he had ripped at his collar to free his airway a bit. He might be growing but his clothing wasn’t. He knew that if he stood up, he would probably be close to touching the ceiling. The fact that he was sitting across from increasingly skinny Tom wasn’t lost on him.
Sammy sat back with a smile. He couldn’t complain, he was bulking up faster than ever. His baggy sweatshirt was filling out more and more. He would be a heavyweight in five minutes. Luke, on the other hand, noticed how his limbs were shifting. He was already leaning forward. He didn’t feel any smaller but he clearly wasn’t the same.
“So what,” said Tom “we just keep this up? Until when?”
The men sat in silence. The changes continued.
From his now higher vantage point, Tristan noticed Erik’s growing package. He’d always had a crush on his roommate, but this was quite a turn on.
Erik, similarly, was feeling the arousal. His dick had gotten larger and larger, and still was soft. But the more he thought about his package, the harder he got. Women would kill to sleep with him now.
The usually quiet Joey let out a massive belch as a button flew off of his shirt. He had to be about 200 pounds now! Every second he was growing bigger and bigger. Joey always been cute, but now he was round as hell.
“Erik, how much longer?” Joey choked out. He could barely breathe. His collar was suffocating him.
Three minutes had passed total now. The changes were massive across the room. If they tried to think about it, the guys probably would’ve noticed that the orb had shifted to ensure they all could still touch it. Erik was sweating to himself, hornier than ever. His erect cock had slithered out of his pants. He had measure over sixteen inches hard now. Tristan damn near was drooling. Erik looked over at Tristan with pleading eyes, and Tristan started to masturbate Erik‘s cock. Lucky for both of them, their size changes benefited one another.
Tom was crying softly to himself. He had come to college on a football scholarship. Now he could barely imagine doing a push-up. His changes seemed to be slowing, if only because he couldn’t lose much more. He might way 100 pounds maximum.
Suddenly the orb glowed a blinding white. Someone had let go. But who?
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Changes at the End of Round One
Phill -- Eighteen inches shorter (proportionally), now 4’7
Tristan -- Three feet taller (proportionally), now 8’11
Sammy -- Thirty pounds stronger, now 210lb on a 5’7 frame
Erik -- Penis six inches longer soft, ten hard (14in/22in hard)
Luke -- lost a foot of height disproportionally, now 4’8 with dwarfism
Joey -- Gained 90lbs, for a total of 235lbs.
Tom -- Lost 60lb of muscle, now about 110lbs and very weak.