"Yeah, he's working perfectly," laughed Jung-Su as his new big cock
became flaccid after ejaculating.
"Told you, it would. And best part of it is that our dicks retain
their original consciousness. Not sure if they will after we leave the
park, but since they can't talk, it really doesn't matter," said Ho-
Suk adjusting himself as he reclined on the bench where Nate had
originally lain.
"That's too bad. I wouldn't mind Ohno begging for me to jerk off, or
begging me not to," laughed Jung-Su.
"Well, I suppose we should hit the showers and then hit the slopes.
Park-Lo and Ho-Su will be waiting for us at the rendevous point on the
border."
"Speak for yourself, I want Ohno to get the full impact of my
maleness. I'm not showering for a week," said Jung-Su evilly.
"Well, I suppose I might let Nate get used to my odor for a day or two
before showering. Besides we're just going to work up a sweat cross-
country skiing out of the TF Park," Ho-Suk said reflectively.
The two left the sauna and dressed hurriedly. Twenty minutes later
they were using their GPS to ski toward the unfenced far border of the
park well into the mountains. The strange 50 foot tall red pillars
that were posted every 30 feet demarcated the boundaries of the TF
Park. It took over four hours of hard skiing to reach their
destination. They were panting and sweating heavily, when the arrived
at the rendevous point. An orange tent was all that there was to
indicate their contacts were there.
Ho-Su exited the tent first, and pointed at his watch.
"What took you two so long?" he asked in Korean.
"Ho-Suk, speak English," the real Ho-Suk ordered. He figured that Ho-
Su looked more like him than Park-Lo did, which made sense since they
were cousins, "Now strip, let's exchange clothing." He undid his
cross country zipper and began to strip completely. Ho-Su did the
same.
Park-Lo appeared now, "Is this really necessary?" he asked.
"Yes," Ho-Suk said, "The pillars monitor inanimate objects. So if this
speed suit and jockstrap leaves the park, it must re-enter it. Same
with the skis, poles, goggles, etc. You know that."
"But it's so cold," complained Park-Lo undoing his jacket.
"You should complain, Ho-Suk and I are slick with sweat. Brrrr,"
complained Jung-Su.
Back at the TF Park, Neville in Apolo Ohno's body has had one too many
beers and is talking his mouth off about how he gets to keep Ohno's
body, because the Koreans dicked Ohno and some snowboarder dude. The
resort bartender sounds the alarm.
In the high security office of the TF Park, the chief administrator
engages the emergency TF restoration system. Keying in the codes for
Nate Holland and Apolo Ohno. As he depresses the green button, he says
to those gathered, "I pray we're in time, and that they haven't left
the confines of the park."
At the rendevous camp, Jung-Su has been having a little trouble
getting out of his ski suit. He pulls off his pants leaning against
the red pillar for support. As he does his big cock flops wildly in
the air. He screams, as his cock suddenly feels like it's on fire. He
leaps backward away from the border.
"Yeow!"
His cock is erect, but from the foreskin on his penis is now a
miniature version of Apolo Ohno from the waist up.
"What the hell!" screams tiny Apolo. The influence on his mind to
worship his owner is long gone along with his penile shape. He rubs
his hands on what should be his thighs and crotch, but all he feels is
Jung-Su's cock.
"Oh, you want me to jerk you off, Apolo?" asks Jung-Su as he sits up
in the snow. He shivers, "Quick, Park, give me your clothes, I'm
freezing, and I need to take a piss."
"Don't even think of it!" screamed Apolo pummeling with his tiny fist
against the thick cock that his waist is growing out of.
"You're right, I should jerk off first," replies Jung-Su gripping his
lower cock and squeezing mightily.
Ohno gasps, and throws his head back. His arms pin against his sides.
"Oh, yeah, come on, Apolo, yeah, yeah, yeah! Ahhhhh."
Cum spurts out of Apolo's mouth as his body spasms. He gasps, and
spits, feels his body shrinking in the cold.
"Nooooooo," he screams as his body disappears into Jung-Su's foreskin.
"Cold weather makes my cock look almost as small as it was before,"
laughs Jung-Su.
Ho-Suk glares at him, "I hope you're happy, Jung-Su." Ho-Suk is
changed into Ho-Su's outfit, and is putting on his ski boot.
"Oh, I'm very happy. Apolo and I are going to be great friends, now.
We now have a common interest besides speed skating, and anyway he was
going to retire from speed-skating anyway. This way, he gets to still
enjoy the thrill of winning medals riding in my jockstrap."
"You're sick man. What's your girlfriend going to say when you
introduce her to your little friend?"
"Let me worry about that," Jung-Su says as he stands there in Park's
open to the crotch jumpsuit, "But first I gotta piss."
"Aaaaah!" screamed Apolo as his head peeked out of Jung-Su's foreskin.
His scream was cut short by the hiss of the stream of hot urine
writing Jung-Su's name in the snow.
Unceremoniously, Jung-Su shook Apolo violently, and then zipped up.
"Do we have to go right away?" Jung Su asked.
"Yes."
"But won't they be looking for us?" Park asked, "I mean, Ohno changed
partly back."
"You two will be fine. They'll analyze you, and determine that you
don't have tf'd cocks, and that should be that. If there's a problem,
call Dr. Sin, he will take care of everything. After all, he arranged
this for us," Ho-Suk said calmly. He wasn't sure what would happen to
Ho-Su and Park-Lo, but he didn't really care, after all they were
being well paid for their part in the scheme.