Before Luke left the store, he got the old man to tell him what the rings did. They were dominance and sub rings. Slave and master rings. The idea made Luke excited. Could he really make all three of his friends that he had a crush his personal slaves? It was a dream come true.
Luke waited until they were back out in the mall at an ice cream stabd before shearing the rings his friends. Jack and Tom took their silver rings curiously, while Max finished paying for his ice cream.
"What are these for?" Tom asked, licking his soft ice and studying the silver ring.
"It's a magic ring. Try it on." Luke said.
"But what do they do?" Jack asked.
"It's a surprise. Try it." Max joined in, taking his ring warily.
"I don't know..." he said, but Jack just shrugged and slipped it in out of curiosity. Nothing happened.
"Maybe we all have to wear them," he suggested. Tom was easily convinced, but Max took some peer pressure to join in.
"Come on. I want to see what they do." Jack said. Max rolled his eyes.
"Fine." All three of them had the silver rings on. Luke pulled out the final gold ring, and grinned wickedly.
"Time to become my slaves!" he said, sliding the gold ring on. Before anyone could react, lightning shot through and between each of them. No, between the gold ring and each silver ring. Luke nearly dropped his ice cream. He gasped, looking at his friends. His slaves. But then, an unexpected change began.
As Luke watched, Jack, Max and Tom began to grow taller and more muskulatur. Where three avrage guys stood were three Olympic athlete looking guys. Their old clothes threatened to rip, trying to contain them. And they seemed far too big. No, that wasn't it. Luke was shrinking. They were stealing Luke's body mass! Luke was regressing. His clothes hing loose on him. His t-shirt slid dainty off his slender sholder. He has regressed to somewhere between 9 and 11. It was hard to tell without a mirror.
"What the hell!" Max shouted. "What happened!" Luke found himself answering without meaning to.
"I was told these were slave and master rings." His voice was so young. He would have covered his mouth, but one hand was keeping his oversized pants and underwear from falling to the floor, while the other held his melting soft ice. The cold melted ice cream ran down his slender arm.
"You were trying to turn us into your slaves!?" Max demand in furry. Luke tried to lie, but the magic compelled him to obey and answer truthfully.
"Yes, Master." He blushed at calling his crushes and friends that.
"Why?" Tom asked, sounding more beteayed than angry.
"Because I've had a huge crush on each of you for a long time, and this chance was too good to pass by." His voice was now quivering with fear and humiliation. He'd just confessed to his friends. Jack looked to his fellow jocks with a smirk.
"Well, looks like we have to teach this little fag a lesson." Tears welled up in Luke's eyed. But his underdeveloped cock got hard looking up at these three gods standing above him. He tried to remove his ring, but it wouldn't budge. It had even refit itself to his smaller fingers.