“Hey, Dan, a few of us are heading to the Indian Place for dinner tonight. It’s Phil’s birthday. Wanna join?” Dan turned around, disconcerted for a moment that Scott was addressing him not from his usual looming 6 ft 5 but from 4 inches below even Dan’s diminutive 5 ft 4. He was dressed in a short sleeved button down shirt, the collar open showing a deliciously hairy defined chest peeping through.
“Yeah, sure,” Dan blushed at the attention from Scott. Scott seemed even dreamier now he was short and Dan couldn’t stop thinking about what his 10 inch monster would look like next to Dan’s tiny pecker. “Which ones Phil again?”
“You know, Phil down the corridor. He’s working on the lecture hall refurb.”
So Phil’s the builder from earlier, Dan thought. It amused Dan that Scott didn’t seem to think it was strange for someone who wasn’t a student, who was a good 10 years older than the rest of them, to live in the dorm with them.
Dan noticed Scott squirming a little, adjusting himself constantly. Smirking, Dan asked “whats the matter, you ok Scott?”
Scott blushed bright red, seemed to mull over whether to tell Dan what he already knew must be bothering him. then, “well my, you know, doesn’t feel right.” He made eye roll gestures to indicate his crotch.
“What do you mean, doesn’t feel right?” Dan asked, feigning ignorance.
“It feels bigger than it did this morning.”
“What, like you’re hard?”
“No,” Scott said. “Ive not got a boner. It feels bigger all over, like it looks a good two inches longer than it should. But I’ve measured it three times and it’s the same size as it’s always been. Yet my eyes keep telling me it’s bigger. It’s out of proportion with the rest of my body. I can even see it’s too big for my clothes. None of my underwear fits , but I know they are the same size they’ve always been. I just don’t understand what’s going on.”
Dan tried to restrain a smirk. Clearly, his swapping earlier had created a new reality where Scott remembered his original cock size, remembered how his little man should compare with the rest of his body, but didn’t remember his old height. His wardrobe had also changed to accommodate his new reduced proportions, but not his junk.
Dan was intrigued. Scott’s evident distress over his cock was a real turn on.
“I wish I could help you, man. Any guy would kill to be in your position right now.”
“I know but it ain’t all it’s cracked up to be. It’s hard to find clothes that fit – especially when you’re my height and girls are put off by the size.”
“Well you should try boys some time. Plenty of size queens at a gay bar.” Dan said, half joking.
Scott laughed said “yeah, I wish I swung that way. Life would be so much easier."
That could easily be arranged, Dan thought to himself. He’d have to think of a fun way of making that happen.
“Right, well, how about you get ready and freshen up, and we’ll meet outside Phil’s door in at?” Scott said brightly, changing the subject.
“Sounds good, see you in a minute.’ With that, Dan turned the key in the lock and headed into his room to change into something more appropriate for a restaurant.
*
Dan left his room wearing a short-sleeved shirt and some Chino shorts – ideal for a warm night – and headed for Phil’s room. Hearing people already inside, he knocked on the door. Phil the builder answered it and Dan was struck by how much taller he appeared from Dan’s new lower vantage point. He admired the guy’s silky smooth skin, there really was no trace of his former beard, not even a hint of shadow. Dan thought Phil’s youthful appearance was even hotter than his former manly hairy look. He was disappointed though that Phil was covering that satin skin with a jumper and jeans. He’d have to find appropriate clothes donors soon.
“Right, mate? How you doin'? Come on in.” Phil said in a gruff Northern accent that turned Dan on even more. He definitely hoped the mental swap he performed with the girl earlier had done it’s job as he wanted to get Phil in bed.
Dan joined in with the pre-drinking for half an hour before they headed out. As they were walking down the hall, Dan spotted a guy coming out of the shower room toweling his hair wearing an open shirt. A quick thought saw him wearing Phil’s jumper and Phil now sporting a crumpled open shirt showing off his smooth toned torso. A girl in jogging gear heading towards the girls showers had her tiny shorts swapped with Phil’s jeans. Dan enjoyed the way they hugged Phil’s pert ass, showing the base of the globes of his butt cheeks as well as his gleaming smooth thighs and calves. Phil paused and turned sideways to let the jogger pass, giving Dan a nice view of his impressive package straining the front of the shorts. Happy with Phil’s new attire, he let his dorm mates be. He had plenty of time to think of more exciting swaps later.