"Hey, stud, feeling blue? Don't worry, it won't last. As you shrink you'll become shiny surgical steel. But you'll still be a stud, Chad. Only you will be the stud earring hanging from my earlobe. Oh, you've got a boner at the thought of hanging from my ear! Ha, ha. I was going to mount you to my ear by shoving a pin up your bum, but with a little filing, I suspect your prick would make a perfect pin to screw into a backing on my ear."
Chad could only listen and look up as he shrank into a tiny shiny trinket. He was going to be some a-hole's trophy, a stud reduced to a stud earring. It was impossibly, but it was happening. He stares in horror as you grow to Statue of Liberty size right before his eyes.
Giant fingers descend to pluck the shiny stud off the dirt floor of the fieldhouse. Chad cannot believe that he is being picked up 80 feet off the ground by just your index finger and thumb. He is horrified as you compare his prick to the piercing shaft of his stud earring.
"A bit thicker than my piercing shaft, and not quite as long, but you will be malleable for about ten minutes so this backing should be able to screw your dick into my ear piercing hole.
Chad it lifted, his face is buried in your earlobe as his dick fits through the tight opening of your flesh. Oh, if he could only come, but he's frozen on edge. Then he feels the backing being forced onto place. It is twisting around his cock screwing him in place as your newest piece of jewelry. Chad screams the pain is exquisite. He still cannot cum, even with his cock twisted in excruciating pain it remains hard and edged. At last it stops. Chad is mounted to your ear.
He cannot see. He can only feel, smell and hear. You don't say anything to him. Afterall he is an it now. Time passes. Chad is bored.
Music. Movement. You are dancing. Chad moves, and twists. The silver man shaped stud is now upside down, and can see behind you from under your earlobe.