Frank realized that Sean had done this to him, but he vowed to make the best of it. He might be wimpy, but all the other guys were now giants.
He couldn't believe his luck. Roger was waiting at the corner for the light to change. Roger was a 280 lb, 6'5" giant body builder who wouldn't give Frank the time of day before. The giant was really in to little guys worshipping his muscle. Frank looked down at his reduced frame.
"Hey, Rog. Wait up!"
"Huh. Do I know you?" His voice changed from disinterested to very interested as he eyed the little man running up to him.
10 minutes later they were back at Roger's place exploring each other's bodies. Mouths, tongues, hands, eyes reaching and groping each other.
"Fuck me hard, Frank." Roger was a bottom who knew it.
They made love for hours. It seemed to Frank that Roger actually grew bigger while Frank fucked him. Soon the two were fast asleep with Frank's dick forced firmly up Roger's muscular ass.
Sean's program continued.
About 4 in the morning, Roger rolled over. Frank felt like he was being crushed. To heavy mountains of flesh encased him on the right and left. A mixture of sweat, shit and cum filled his senses. He was warm and sticky. He struggled.
Roger awoke. Frank was gone. He felt something between his butt cheeks, rolled over and reached behind. Half asleep he muttered, "Butt plug must've come out," he reached back grabbed Frank, and shoved him up his butt, "there that's better!"
Roger rolled over and went back to sleep.