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I gotta get home!

added by Anonymous 2 years ago AR BM S

Panicked, you start to run back to your car.

You slide into the seat and have to stretch to reach the ignition. You hurriedly adjust the seats and mirrors. As you go to step on the brake to start the car, your foot slides in your sneaker.

“Sh—…!” you yell as your ankle twists, your voice cracking horribly and cutting off the expletive like a TV censor. You swing your leg to see your ankle and your right shoe slips off your heel. The ankle looks fine but you look at the size of your Air Force 1 compared to the reduced foot in it. The shoe is more than two inches longer. It was already loose when you tried to go to the bar, but after the mishap with the hooker, it’s unwearable. Even your no-show sock was loose and twisted. You start wondering what the hooker must have thought and get lost in your thoughts. As you shift in your seat, the loose fabric of your boxers and jeans rub and your dick, unbidden, springs to life.

You shake your head. Gotta get home!

You very carefully put the car in drive and drive as carefully as you can back to your apartment. You do a terrible job parking because it’s harder to see over the wheel, and you hop out of the car. The jolt of gravity as you hit the ground makes your pants fall down. You hastily hitch them up, grab your giant shoes, and rush upstairs.

In your bedroom you allow the pants to drop and shuck off the huge shirt. You look at the young fellow in the mirror. He looks like you, but not exactly like you did. Your chest is flat, your nipples returned to the tiny dots of a preteen. There’s only a tiny dusting of hair on your legs near your ankles, and your feet seem big for your height. You let go of the bunched up boxers and once again, your dick springs to attention. It is small and ringed only by a smattering of hair.

You head to the shower in case there’s still any cream on you, and as you soap up you take care of business. After just thirty seconds or so, you shudder, but just a little clear liquid comes out. You brush tears from your eyes… the ointment made you so young you can’t come yet!


What do you do now?


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