Ideas and fantasies filled Will's mind. What to do? What to wear? Should he tell Max that he'd de-aged himself? Should Max think he really was a ten year old? Then an idea came to mind. A delicious idea. He began the work on his phone. Normally there'd be no way he could self-bondage very good, but if he set his clothes to transform while on him, he could truly become helpless. First things first though. He needed to get a pen and paper and make up a spicy fiction that would turn Max on...
Max:
Max drove slightly over the speed limit. That picture Will had sent earlier better not be a joke. He'd nearly wiped out his cock there and then and cum. This was all very risky, but oh if it were true, so worth it.
It took him half an hour to get to the location Will had texted him. A lone house in the suburbs. With a mix of eagerness and hesitation, Max walked to the door and was about to ring the door bell, but... The door was ajar. Slowly he pushed it open.
"Hello?" The lights were on, but no one seemed home. On the floor, he saw a single small shoe. And just at the edge of the entrance hall doorway lay a small and colorful sock with a cartoon character on.
Poking his head further in, Max saw the trail of disguarded clothes continue. A sweater and another shoe leading down to hall. Max followed in silence, like a hunter tracking footsteps to his pray.
A pair of shorts lay against a door that was also ajar. Opening it, Max saw it lead down into the basement. He closed the door behind him and reached a heavier door at the bottom. A colorful underpants hung on the handle. He pushed the door open with some effort, not because it was blocked, but because it was so thick.
The basement was windowless and cool. Wood floor in a hallway leading to even more rooms. He closed the door behind him and proceeded towards the t-shirt lying on the floor with a note next to it. Max read it.
"His name is Draco. He is a very naughty boy who needs punishment. I captured him breaking into a mall last night. Normally I'd arrest him, but why ruin his record for life when he can learn his lesson in other ways. Besides, he's so adorable. He didn't see my face and was blindfolded in the car, so he has no idea where he is. After some questioning, turns out his parents think he's at some Bible camp for the rest of the week, which he snuck off from before boarding the bus, so no one will even know he's gone for a week. I unfortunately didn't have time to take advantage of this situation because of a business trip. I leave him in your care. Have fun. The pin in 6538."
Max's heart was racing. He had no idea that all of this was just made up and that the captured boy was actually his online friend Will who'd he'd sheared all these fantasies with.
The door by the note was a security door with a pinkode lock. He typed in the code and the door opened. Max shucked in his breath when he saw the beauty that waited for him...