Dan found himself an empty disabled toilet in a quiet part of campus. He wanted the mirror and the privacy so he could get better acquainted with his new twinky form.
Looking closely, Dan was impressed with his new form. He was far shorter than before, probably no more than 5 ft 4 so everything in the cubicle seemed much bigger than he was used to, something that really turned him on. In the mirror. He admired his new Thick, wavy black hair boyishly cute Hispanic face, made just a little manly by a slightly cleft chin and angular jaw. A charmingly crooked smile, mischievously twinkling brown eyes. Keen to explore more, Dan unbuttoned his shirt, revealing small but nicely defined pecs, smooth and hairless with tiny, perky pink nipples that stood out nicely against his olive skin. He had a lightly toned six pack, well defined but not too cut, leading to a cute outie navel paired with an intriguing set of v-lines disappearing into his boxers.
Taking a deep breath, Dan unzipped his fly, hooked his thumbs inside the waistband of his boxer shorts and in one swift motion pulled them down before gasping with disappointment. Tim, beautiful, cute, alluring Tim, had an embarrassingly small cock and balls. Half hard from Dan’s attraction to his new body, it was only 2 or so inches. Fully hard it would be lucky to reach 4 and a half inches, a good inch and a half smaller than the dick Dan had given up, and half hidden by his new downy bush. The balls were no more than marbles in a small scrotum covered by a smattering of wispy hairs.
He probably shouldn’t have been surprised given Tim’s height but in Dan’s fantasies, he always envisaged Tim being like, well Scott, he had a thing for horse-hung short guys.
Despite his disappointment, though, Dan was feeling more turned on than ever. His new cocklet plumped to its full, unimpressive size, probably no more than 4 long and an inch in girth. He stroked it lightly with his finger overwhelmed by its delicious new sensitivity, enjoying how small it felt even in his petit new hands. He lightly squeezed his new balls, enjoying the waves of pleasure far more intense than any he remembered from his old body. He felt near to coming already – he’d have to be careful not to come prematurely when he found a guy to bring back to his room. Although, given his bijou crown jewels, guys would probably want him on the bottom.
The sensitivity of his new package overcame Dan’s disappointment. On reflection, he decided he liked Little Tim. It’s not as if he couldn’t get himself something more awe-inspiring later on. He would keep Little Tim, if not attached then certainly within easy reach.
Dan turned his attention to the rest of Tim's body, admiring the beautifully turned lightly haired legs. The calves and thighs were nicely proportioned – Tim clearly didn’t miss leg day- without being over toned. Dan thought he should probably swap exercise regimes with Tim so he could maintain his new form. Thinking further, he should also give Tim the right regime for his new form – there was no way he was going to allow that body to be ruined before he’d had a chance to enjoy it.
Finally, Dan turned around to pay attention to the silky, round globes of Tim’s beautiful bubble ass, his crowning glory. The perfect bottom’s bottom. Dan was looking forward to giving it a test drive later.
Satisfied with his swap, Dan got dressed again and left the toilet, determined to resolve the exercise regime issue before heading for his next lecture.
*
Dan’s two afternoon lectures passed uneventfully. He liked his course and was interested in the lecture topic. Plus, he was too caught up in the sensations of his new body and the thought of all the people he’d already swapped to feel the need to swap any others right now.
Leaving the lecture theatre, he spotted the high school students getting back on their coach to return home. Feeling guilty about the now hirsute blond girl, he quickly swapped her with a guy leaving the same lecture as him. He clearly couldn’t grow a beard – only a few wisps at his sideburns and a light down of moustache. His arm hair was pale and downy too. Now the girl would have an easier time controlling her body hair, and he would no longer have to struggle to grow a beard. The heavier hair really suited him. He couldn’t see the middle aged teen – the kid would have to live without his youth.
Dan headed back to his dorm for dinner, excited to see the fruits of his labours with Scott and the construction worker, and keen to mess with more than a few of his dorm mates.