Bill threw a pillow at his sister. "Don't you ever knock?" he asked. He had to change the subject before she found out what had happened.
"Sorry bro," Erika replied. "Just making conversation." She gave him a wink then and walked away.
Bill thought to himself about his situation. All seemed fine that morning, he even remembered showering and everything in his private sector being how he remembered as normal. Certainly not the tiny, pea-sized instrument he was now presented with. Even his pubic hair, though he never had a ton, was completely gone.
Bill's mind raced to find answers. He had always had a nice sized penis, even one envied by most of the other players on the soccer team. He peeled down the boxers and examined himself more closely. When he touched his new peepee, he felt a slight shudder. He decided that masturbation might soon bring his prided member back, and decided to try that.
Unfortunately, the results were only a slightly "erect" baby penis, not even an inch long. He continued masturbating until orgasm, which unfortunately was lifeless and dry.
After giving up, he pulled up his boxers just as his younger brother entered the room. Unfortunately for Bill, he started wetting himself uncontrollably right in front of his brother...