Marco turned and saw the guy from the gym. He walked over to Marco, slowly at first, then walked a little quicker, soon dropping his slow gait for a normal pace. He got up to marco and ran his hand down the enormous pecs and bulging muscle gut that Marco now sported. He slid it over his huge thighs, and got up to squeeze (or at least attempt to) Marco's huge left bicep.
"Damn... it's real, isn't it? This isn't just some hoax. You're like the fuckin' incredible hulk!" He said, eyeing marco, then looking critically at the 1 inch erection he sported. Marco tried to take his body in. He was broad, heavily muscled... scratch that,impossibly muscled. He must actually have looked like the hulk, minus the green skin and big package and the rage issue. Marco unintentionally flexed a bit thinking about it.
The young man introduced himself as Brad, and he chatted with marco, all the while looking his massive body up and down. "Marco, I need to say this... I would love to look like you do right now." He looked at Marco like he was a god. "Brad, I can't hardly move like this. And there's no way I can go out in public like it, hell, I can't even leave this alley cause I'm so huge." Marco thought a moment. "Well, We can change me back then. I can't read the book, so you're going to have to do it for me. I'll hold it, because, since I just met you, I can't risk having you run off with the book and leaving me here this big. Even worse, if you stole it, my boyfriend will be stuck a fat, 2000 pound blob at home."
Brad nodded. "I promise, I just want to look like you, that's all." Marco looked at him, believing him. "Okay, you look through and find a spell to shrink my muscles down. Then, we'll go somewhere to make you as big as I am right now." Marco held out the book, and brad rifled through it, rejecting spell after spell. Soon, he found one that sounded promising.
"He who holds the scripture,
shall reduce in stature.
Proportionately small, you'll shrink half a foot tall.
And enjoy your new size in rapture."
Marco thought the words over in his head and realized in horror the spell that Brad had just read. The young man who was once 6 inches shorter than him was now at eye level. Marco was shrinking! Brad backed up and apologized as Marco now stood eye to nipple, then eye to navel, eye to package, eye to knee cap, until he stood only 6 inches tall. He was a hulk action figure now. Brad couldn't help but apologize again and again. Marco could see the book now, but it was far too large for him to read other spells.
Brad picked the book up "Don't worry, Marco, I'll fix it, I swear." He thumbed through the book and found another spell.
"If a friend has been reduced.
By a spell that you induced.
Chant this chant, but remember.
This shall swell your tiny members."
Marco felt a chill focus on his groin as his tiny cock, which now was microscopic, began to grow. Brad stuttered nervously as his jockstrap filled with more and more dick. Marco's little dick soon reached the ground, swelling larger and larger. to him, each inch it added was like a foot. Soon, he was pinned in place by a cock that seemed to be 11 feet long, and too heavy for him to move. Brad had an enormous bulge in his shorts as well, he dropped them down to inspect it, it had to be 18 inches now! Brad began to apologize again.
"I'm sorry Marco, I really want to help, but I keep on screwing up here. There's too much pressure! Can I take you to my apartment and see what we can do from there?" Marco noted that he really had no choice. Brad was the only one right now who could return him to his former height, shrink his behemoth cock, and make his muscles small enough to allow him to go out in public.
"Okay, fine. But once I'm back to normal, I'm reading the spells!" Marco shouted. Brad Nodded. He picked Marco up and placed him in his backpack, since it was empty. He held onto the book though. Marco rustled around in the bag as Brad walked. His huge cock moved with each sway, slowly growing harder and harder. All the rustling and moving was making Marco's dick stand at attention. He pushed back and forth, coming closer and closer to losing it. With a light moan, the action figure sized marco, with the 11 inch cock came. When the rustling stopped, Brad looked in and apologized again for making Marco come.
Marco shrugged it off and asked that he could be towled off, which brad obliged to. He picked marco out of the bookbag and placed him on the coffee table of his living room. He placed the book next to him and said... "All right, which one do we try?"