Oliver left the bathroom and wandered back into his bigger bedroom. He wasn’t a fan of being shorter. Always having a bit of a tough time from his own short stature, but he could appreciate how much more commodious his room now appeared to be. Maybe he would turn into this kid whenever he had to study. It made his bedroom large and roomy.
Glancing at the ring on his hand, Oliver noticed that the ring had altered to fit his new hand. Wrapped around his smaller and thinner ring finger perfectly, preventing it from accidentally falling off.
Which reminded him…
Oliver looked at the other bags full of clothes and decided to try something else on. He felt a bit excited, even more than before. A surge of energy coursing through him from his new age as he tried to choose his next article of clothing. Trying something else on would obviously require him to take his shorts off and without a second thought he pulled them down his hairless and thin legs, leaving them bundled at his small feet.
Having been overwhelmed with enthusiasm, Oliver failed to notice one part he had yet to observe after transforming. At least until it was starring him straight in the face.
Oliver looked at his small dick as it hung freely in the air. It was minuscule and pathetic, lacking any girth or size. Likewise, it was also paler and bare, lacking any pubic hair around it. Feeling a sudden warmth rush to his face, now more apparent with lighter skin tone, Oliver scrutinized his prepubescent cock.
It was clearly the proper length for a boy his age yet Oliver couldn’t help but feel embarrassed at his new equipment. Even more so when he noticed his balls behind his boyish member, smaller and undropped. Oliver juggled them in his hands and felt a strange notion as he noted their difference to his own adult scrotum, a weird stimulation coursing through his body. A wave of pleasure washing over him, Oliver felt as if he would get a boner at any minute. The weird sensation stimulating him. But, to his surprise, his dick refused to rise.
Remembering he was now a boy instead of a man, Oliver recalled that his body was young and inexperienced… but maybe not for much longer.
He used his smaller palm to grasp his dick in his hand as he began to stroke it, giving it the required simulation necessary for an erection. His news hand flawlessly enveloped his cock, just the right size for it. Before long Oliver was jerking his new member quickly, attempting to produce some sort of reaction from his prepubescent dick.
Not even sure if it was working, Oliver continued to masturbate as he lost himself to the odd feeling overcoming him. It felt nostalgic. The experience of a boy exploring his own body for the first time. Something Oliver himself hadn’t felt for a very long time.
Eventually Oliver felt a strange reaction as he felt himself tense as his dick reacted to his motions. He was at the very edge! Letting go, Oliver expected his usual ejaculation but was surprised to find nothing releasing as he experienced a dry orgasm instead.
Oliver breathed heavily, his face still red, as he felt the pleasurable sensation from his dick. It didn’t compare to cumming but it felt good regardless. He moaned in ecstasy as he experienced his body’s first masturbation. The acknowledgment of it making him feel even more pleasure. After a few minutes passed Oliver was able to think clearly. And with a sound state of mind, he instantly regretted what he did.
“Why the fuck did I do that?” he yelled in frustration as he hastily pulled his shorts back around his waist, clearly still blushing. First it was from embarrassment, then it was from exhilaration, and now it was from shame.
Oliver couldn’t believe he gave in to his newfound desires and tried to ignore his recent jerk off session. Blaming his youthful body and recently developed burst of energy for his actions.