Around his ankles lay the sweat-shorts he had worn to bed. Guy shivered as the cold air in the room hit his naked body, no longer guarded by the sheets on the bed. Oddly, though, Guy’s body was covered in sweat…which didn’t help the situation at all. In fact his sheets and mattress for that mater were soaked in it as well. None of that really mattered however as he stared down at what had happened to his body in complete and utter disbelief.
As he ran his hands along the now strange surface of his skin his face contorted into a pained and confused look. Stepping out of his shorts he gulped and approached the familiar full length posing mirror he used ever so frequently to admire his bodybuilding progress.
Closing his eyes as he drew near, afraid to see what he knew for the most part what would lay in front of him. He trembled as he slowly opened his eyes, the image forming in front of him.
What Guy saw in the mirror was even worse than he had imagined, he looked nothing like what he had been accustomed to seeing on a daily basis. His well trained, sculpted physique, the result of careful dieting and dedicated workouts and training had been totally wiped away. Not just that, but his height was nowhere near 5’10”, more like 4’6” by his loose estimate. His body was scrawny. Gone were the pumped up pectorals, straining biceps, ripped abs and thick incredibly toned legs. In there place was a scrawny thin rail of a body. A light dusting of fuzzy hair at his ankles, a paltry patch of pubic hair above his much diminished cock and balls was all that was left of his manly body hair. His face was as smooth as a woman’s despite the light disbursement of acne.
His mind going in circles, Guy spins around the room in a near delirious state. “I-I’m a god damn kid now!” he says to himself. He can’t be more than 14 years old, although much smaller and underdeveloped than what he remembered himself being at that age.
“FUCK!!!!”
Looking around the much bigger room, Guy focuses immediately on the open jar of muscle ointment on his nightstand. His face hardening, he remembers the old Chinese dude vividly, the things he had said to him, “I thought you were one of the neighborhood CHILDREN….you’re a very polite BOY….polite YOUNG person…”
Shit, the guy even left him clues, but he tricked him! “I gotta reverse this!” Guy said to himself. Mustering some courage, Guy charged toward the muscle ointment, reading the info. No warnings of something like this happening.
Guy……