Steve woke up the next morning, and he was fine. He was better than
fine. He felt so well and rested. It was a weird dream.
Surprisingly, he didn't need to use the toilet this morning. He
shrugged after standing over the clear bowl for 3 minutes without
anything happening, and decided to hit the gym.
He seemed stronger than ever. He was lifting 50 lbs more than usual
with ease. He was also sweating like a pig. Steve meander into the
sauna, and watched as his buddy Cam physically cringed and held his
nose.
"Dude, you reek! When was the last time you bathed?"
"Very funny. Last night if you want to really know."
"No way!"
Steve raised his arm and sniffed. His eyes watered. He did smell
pretty rank, "Maybe I'll shower first." Steve lowered his arm.
Cameron had gotten strangely silent. He'd gotten a full whiff of the
chemical emanating from Steve's pits, and it left him zoned out.
Steve shrugged and headed to the showers. The extra strength men's
dial liquid in the dispensers did little to allay the smell in spite
of three washings. Steve noticed something else odd. He hadn't had a
boner when he woke that morning, and he didn't get even a little hard
in the shower. He pulled back his foreskin to have a look and was
shocked to discover a rolled up athletic sock inside it instead of his
penis.
"Don't sweat it," squeaked a little voice inside his head, "So I lost
the original somewhere between here and Upsilon V, I'll get you a
replacement that's even better."
Dumbfounded, Steve continued to walk back to the sauna. Maybe Cam
would have an idea. He glanced down a the empty flap of skin bouncing
off his thighs and shook his head. It was too surreal.
There was another guy in the sauna besides Cam when he re-entered it.
"Cam, dude? You in there? Oh, Steve, thank God you're here. I think
Cam is comatose or something. Maybe heat stroke. Do you have any idea
how long he's been in here? Ew, what died?" he said sniffing the air.
"Oh, Richard, how apt to find you here. Mind if I call you, Dick?"
Steve said, but he had no idea why he said it. His upper torso rotated
on his body and his arms reached up and planted his hands on Richard's
shoulders.
"EW! Ooooooooooooh," moaned Richard slumping forward in Steve's arms.
"Okay, lay him out on his towel and peel off his swim trunks. He won't
need those any more," squeaked the alien in Steve's head.
"It wasn't a dream. I really was abducted," gasped Steve as he
stretched naked Richard out on the bench and hung his wet suit on the
rail by the hot rocks.
"Not abducted, rounded up. You know like with livestock on your
planet. You only thought you were a wild horse. Man, it took a while
to break you, but it was worth it. Initially, Cam was going to be your
new shaft, but Dick seems better suited for it. Besides my buddy Nimro
is anxious to go for a ride, and I can let him use you, while I break
in Cam as an exosuit," squeaked the green and red alien that Steve
recalled appearing when it unzipped one of the gray aliens that had
abducted him and climbed out.
"Dude, chill. They're just exosuits too. Oh, they thought they were
going to easily conquer our tiny race, but well, they didn't. Open
chest hatch, and let me out so I can prep Cameron to be a ride too."
Steve watched in disbelief as his right pectoral muscle twitched and
then swung open on a steel hinge. Instead of blood and muscle, Steve
saw hydraulics, metal and wire and an odd blue light.
"Relax, you're still you, mostly. Actually, you're improved. Hold out
your arm - your other one. That's it," the alien strode down you left
arm and right up to Cam's nose, your hand rested under his chin. The
alien tugged on a nose hair. It came out, but Cam remained in his
stupor. "Excellent subject. Oh, almost forgot, you better attach your
new Dick before he wakes up and runs off."
"What?" Steve said turning his attention back to Richard's prone body.
"He shrunk!"
"Yeah, custom fit. Just tuck him under your foreskin feet first. He
should attach automatically. He may struggle for a few weeks, but
eventually, he'll adapt to his new role in the world."
"Huh?" Steve reaches down and picks him up cradling his soft warm body
in his hands. Then he cautiously slide the tiny man feet first down
his hollow foreskin. Richard's about 2/3rd's of the way down when he
wakes up.
He struggles, and screams, but Steve just uses his index finger to
shove his head inside the foreskin. As soon as the soles of Dick's
feet touch Steve's stump they immediately take root.
"What the hell! I'm not your dick, Steve, I'm a man. Eek, what's that
hideous monster?" Dick shouts only his head is visible. He reaches an
arm over the foreskin flap and points at the alien currently prying
Chad's face off.
"Shut up, Dick! I'm no monster, I'm you're alien master, and yes,
dick you are a complete dick - specifically you're my exosuit Steve's
dick. Now Steve, why don't you jerk off, while I finish working on
Cam. Then after Dick's spent, you can go take a piss and another
shower. You really do reek. I must have your pheromone settings way
to high. I'll adjust those after you shower."