I shut my eyes tight unable to take the embarrassment. This was all getting to be a bit too much.
"Pickled Sourcrout!" I yelled and felt my muscles begin to shrink a way and my spent dick and balls grow back to full volume in my hands. I expected to find myself back in my dorm room poised to write in the book again. However when I opened my eyes I could still see Hugo towering over me waving to the crowd. Then I remembered what I had written in the book.
"If I say, 'Pickled Sourcrout,' any changes that I've made about myself will revert back to how I am at this moment.'"
My muscular body and tiny dick was a change I had made to myself but this wrestling match was a change in the reality to the rest of the world. Also participating in the match was a decision i had made, sealing it into the reality of my world, not necessarily a "change" made by the book. None of this was effected by my safety net! So now in this reality not only had I ejaculated in front of thousands of people, I had done it in my own body! I felt my dick shrivel at the thought of how my life might be ruined. I had to get back to the book and fix this as soon as possible.