I want to make it clear that I didn't start out
with a plan. I don't even know what came
over me, really, except when I got this
idea, it gave me a hard-on for the rest of
the day. It just FELT right.
I should start at the beginning.
On the day of the party, I perfected my
invention. The past 10 years of work had
come to a sudden and unexpected
fruition, and suddenly I had a bona-fide
matter transformation ray!
I'd put a lot of work into this thing, more
hours than I can tell you, but I still thought
it would take years longer to complete.
The breakthrough was almost a miracle,
and I was so stunned that I probably
stood there for a half hour, not even
knowing what to do next, who to inform. I
mean, what was the protocol for
something like this?
After a little while, it occurred to me to test
it on some lab animals, which I did. Calling
upon an old fantasy of mine, I decided to
shrink them. I could have done anything at all,
but this would do for now. They
were perfectly fine. I even enlarged some
of them again. Absolute perfect health.
And then, I glanced at my calendar and
was reminded of Bob's party.
Of course, that's when I got The Idea. After
playing with the device for a while longer
(at this point, pretty overwhelmed both
with my unexpected success and my
killer erection), I packed it up and headed
straight to Bob's house.
Coming from work, I was one of the first
ones to arrive. Bob gave me a friendly
enough greeting, but I could tell he was
forcing it, maybe even asking himself why
he had invited me. Bob and I have a little
history, and the invitation had been spur
of the moment one evening on a street
corner.
But I didn't know anyone else. I wandered
around for a little while with a drink in one
hand and a the bulge of the little device in
my back pocket, wondering what to do
next . . .