Richard was confused and aroused as he noshed and chatted with his table mates. The women were attractive and their habit of lightly brushing his fingers as they emphasized their stories was alluring and sexy. Ordinarily he would take it as a clear flirtation, but he was wondering if his drink had been spiked or something because Dimitri’s male version of his sisters’ behavior, firmly gripping his hand or shoulder briefly was also spiking his arousal. Richard’s erection was painfully hard and throbbing. He felt like he was ready to burst out of his pants. Surreptitiously pressing himself under the cover of both the table and his suit jacket felt like he was sporting a giant codpiece for the world to see. To add insult to injury, he now had a rapidly growing need to pee.
“It was very nice meeting all of you,” Richard said, doing his best to feign a casual demeanor. “I hope we meet again.” After another round of slow almost sensuous handshakes, Richard self consciously made his way toward the nearest facilities, unaware of the smiles and quiet giggles behind him as his noticeably round ass wiggled with each step.
Hoping that his suit jacket was adequately covering his embarrassment, Richard was relieved to feel his erection beginning to ease as he walked. By the time he entered the men’s room, he was soft enough that he would be able to pee. Stepping up to the oddly high urinal, Richard unbuttoned his suit jacket and reached for his zipper, only there was no zipper! As he fumbled around feeling for the zipper that wasn’t there, a tall guy stepped up to the urinal next to him and whipped out a truly amazing dick. Richard immediately wondered how big it would be erect and felt his own dick harden in response, stretching his pants like a sausage in spandex, and still no zipper.
“Dude! I don’t swing that way. Keep your eyes to yourself,” the guy said shaking off and zipping.
Flustered, Richard stood in front of the urinal pretending to pee until the coast was clear. With his jacket opened, Richard looked down and saw his conspicuous erection prominently displayed as he hurried into a stall. Hanging his jacket on the door, Richard huffed as he unbuckled his belt and found his pants still clung to his waist. “What the hell kind of pants did Ying make? They’re like women’s slacks,” Richard said to himself as he wondered how to get them off without a zipper. Fortunately, he discovered that his pants stretched. Facing the high toilet, Richard stretched the waist band and pulled his pants down, or at least tried to pull them down. The back wouldn’t come down until he slid his hands farther back in order to stretch and shimmy the rear over his ass.
“What the hell!” Richard blurted out when he felt a whole lot of soft round ass that had never been there before. Richard found it necessary to do calming mental yoga for several minutes before he could pee. Finally relieving himself, he began to reassess recent events. He couldn’t really see his ass in the stall, and he sure wasn’t going to go out and use the mirror, but he could certainly feel it. “Ying, it had to be Ying. She didn’t just change my clothes, she changed my body!” As crazy as it seemed, the Himeros really worked. Wriggling his pants back on, Richard began to wash his hands at the too tall sink when it hit him. “Sonovabitch ... she shrunk me!” Stunned, Richard went in search of Ying.
As he wandered around in search of Ying, Richard’s first thought was once again embarrassment that he was again sporting a non-stop erection. Finally he spotted her talking to a couple of really tall hot guys. Now that he was aware that Ying had made him shorter, he told himself the hunks weren’t really as tall as they seemed, but that still didn’t detract from how hot they were. “Focus … focus,” he muttered to himself as he approached Ying. “Ha ha. Very funny,” Richard said, interrupting.
“This my coworker, Richard,” Ying said, introducing him to the two guys. Ying watched and tried not to giggle as she watched Richard catch his breath and hold their offered handshakes a little too long as he gazed up into their eyes. “It nice speaking with you, but I need to talk with Richard now,” she told the two. Richard had obviously made them uncomfortable, although he seemed oblivious to it so it was no surprise they made their excuses and moved on.
Richard’s gaze lingered on the two guys as they left before turning back to Ying and demanding, “What the hell? You shrunk me, this is not funny!”
“It just a little test. You said we should try Himeros, so I made small changes. Besides, I like being taller than you.”
“You could have simply made yourself taller couldn’t you? Besides, you can wear heels to make yourself taller, you didn’t have to shrink me.”
Ying grinned when Richard lost his train of thought momentarily as he tracked a hot guy passing nearby.
“Shrinking me was bad enough, but you gave me a big ass and pants with no zipper. What the hell,” Richard emphatically whispered. To Richard’s surprise, Ying stepped close, reached around with her right hand and grabbed his now big soft ass. When he looked up in shock, she put her left hand against the back of his neck and tilted her head downward to press her lips passionately against his.
“I always want to do that, much easier now,” ” Ying whispered into Richard’s ear. “You like Dick?”
“What? I … I … ,” Richard stammered as his thoughts whirled around Ying’s sensual kiss madly interspersed with thoughts of a big dick and a confused lust.
“The kiss, was kiss alright. You like Dick, er Richard?” Ying said to her obviously flustered and aroused coworker.
Richard struggled to pull his thoughts together. “Yes, I … yes it was nice.” Glancing around self consciously, Richard saw that they had attracted some attention. “I’m still not happy about what you did to me, but it’s only temporary. Let’s go back to our suite. You can fix me and maybe try a few changes to yourself.”
“Good idea. I know changes I want to try. You go up, I’ll be a minute.” Ying smiled again as she watched Richard’s round ass wiggle away. Wandering around, Ying found a small ballroom with a handful of couples dancing. One couple was really good. The guy was dipping and flinging the girl effortlessly, and the girl was spinning and twirling like a yoyo on a string with each fling. ‘I wonder if Richard can dance,’ she thought as she watched. ‘Why of course he can, or at least will be able to shortly,” she tittered.
Richard was wandering around the suite waiting for Ying when he wandered over to the Himeros. “I can’t believe this thing is real. Where did it come from, how does it work,” He wondered out loud as he slowly reached out to grip the over sized phallus. Lost in thought, he found himself running his grip up and down the statue in a sensual manner and slowly leaning down toward it.
“I not believed it either.”
Richard jumped in surprise hearing Ying right behind him. “I was just … I … how is this even possible? Never mind, first things first. You need to fix me.”
Ying smiled.