The last several moments were a blur. Mr. Croston had a free period after first bell and decided to head to the locker room for his daily weigh in and progress check.
He hit record on his phone and set it on the counter so he could record his progress and later share it with his Insta followers (which were mostly smitten moms of students and fellow fitness buffs). As he stood before the mirror, he began to feel a weird tingling throughout his body.
It felt as though his whole body was shrinking, because it was! It was as if somome had pulled a plug and was letting all the strength out as his muscles deflated. He watched in shock and horror as glorious biceps transformed into two scrawny noodles. Next his perfect pecs dissolved leaving behind a flat chest with some tictac sized nips adorning them.
The transformation continued as his washboard abs washed away leaving behind a smooth and patheticly weak abdomen. Next to go were his thunderous thighs and calves which turned into two twigs. Finally, he felt a weird, almost titillating sensation in his crotch that left him in horror as he saw the area shrinking as well.
As if losing his muscles wasn't enough, suddenly his felt another tingling sensation as suddenly he started slowly trending downwards in height. It was like the world around him was growing, but the terrifying reality was that he was getting smaller and smaller as his towering frame shrunk from 6'5 to 5'4.
The tingling suddenly stopped.
Mr. Croston stared at the mirror in disbelief. His face was still steely and that of a 34 year old man's, but every other part of him from the neck down looked like it belonged to a young boy who had never seen a weight bench let alone lifted a weight.
"This has to be a fucking dream" Mr. Croston said as he slapped his face with his boy sized hand as if trying to wake himself up from the nightmare he was suddenly in.
A few minutes ago, Mr. Croston could barely fit into his shirt and his burly legs filled out his shorts which hugged his thighs, now the shirt hung off of his thin and tiny body, his shorts slipping to the ground with no musclesto hold them up.
Mr. Croston was speechless and distraught. Just as he was about to lift his shirt to see just how small he had become, someone entered the locker room.