And so I began my new life as Ty's plaything. Almost every day, he'd change me into something different to humiliate me and pleasure himself.
The day after he turned me into a human pet, I awoke to find myself about 8 or 10 years old, I guessed. I was really short, skinny, and all-
around young-looking. My head barely reached over the bathroom sink and my penis was positively pre-pubescent. However, after being a
dog-like boy and a baby, I was happy to be just a normal boy. I was even wearing pajamas.
"Are you ready to go to school today?" Ty asked me when I went down for breakfast.
"I guess so," I said in my little boy voice. "What am I? In second grade now?"
"Nope, you're still 16!" Ty said with a laugh. "I changed reality so that you stopped growing when you turned 8. Now you get to find out what
it's like to be a super late-bloomer high schooler!"
Crap. I knew there was a catch.
I quickly ate a bowl of cereal (Ty had to get the bowl from the cupboard for me and I tried to ignore how my feet didn't reach the floor when I
sat down), then I ran upstairs and got dressed. It appeared in this new reality Ty has created, that I tried hard to dress like a normal 16-year-
old, but still had to shop in the kids section. Despite my best efforts, I really couldn't change the fact that I looked like an 8-year-old. I sighed
and heaved my backpack on, which seemed to be as big as I was now, and headed out toward the bus stop.
"Look at cute little Dustin trying to act so grown up!" Ty called as he followed me. "Tell you what, I'm going to follow you all day and no one will
be able to see or hear me. How's that sound?"
"Great," I said, trying to make my voice sound deeper.
While we waited for the bus, Ty explained to me how I lost most of my friends when they hit puberty and I didn't. As they shot up to 5 and 6
feet tall, it became really awkward for them to hang out with a little 4-foot-tall twerp like me. I refused to make eye contact with Ty while he
told me this — it was just still too weird to have to look up at him. It was also really weird and horrifying to know that he could change
anything with a simple thought. I still couldn't believe that he had turned my parents into infants and just wished them away. I kept wishing
that this was all some sort of bad dream, but I knew it wasn't.
Finally the bus came. I had to practically jump up the steps and hoist myself up onto a seat. A few kids on the bus snickered quietly when they
saw me struggling with my enormous backpack, but most everybody else tried to avoid eye contact with me. A few days ago, these people were
my friends. They looked up to me and wanted to hang out with me. Now I was small and awkward and no one could relate to me. Of course, Ty
was enjoying the whole thing.
Walking through the halls was insane. I now only came up to the waists of my fellow classmates, so I had to squeeze my way through a forest
of butts and crotches to get to my first class of the day, math.
"Are you lost little guy?"
I looked up to see a substitute teacher bending over me, obviously unaware that a high school student could look so young.
"No, I'm in high school, and this is my class," I said, trying to appear as mature as my little body would allow.
"My, what an active imagination you have," the stupid sub said. "But I think you need to go back to your elementary school across the street. I
need to start this Pre-Calculus class."
"No, I really am 16!" I said. I glanced at my classmates for support, but they couldn't stop giggling at my predicament. I was positive that Ty
was causing all this to happen, but there was nothing I could do about it.
"OK, I've had enough of this game," the sub said, beginning to lose patience. "If you don't leave right now, I'm going to escort you to the
principal's office."
"No, you don't understand!" I objected. "I'm where I'm supposed to be! I am 16! I am in high school!"
"That's it! Come with me, young man!" the sub shouted. She then grabbed my wrist and pulled me down to the principal's office. I couldn't
believe how weak I was — no matter how hard I struggled, I could not break from her grasp.
Luckily the principal was able to sort everything out, and the sub was incredibly embarrassed, but not as much as I was. For the rest of the day,
I had to endure countless taunts and teases from my old friends, asking me if I was lost, bending down and talking in baby voice to offer to
take me to elementary school. Because my classmates grew up with me and knew I was really 16, they generally tried to keep this kind of
teasing down to a minimum. But when someone opens the gate, like the sub did, there's no holding back. I just tried to go about my day like
normal and not giving Ty the satisfaction of seeing me have an emotional outburst. Finally the last class of the day came — the one I was most
dreading — gym.
Last week, I was tall, strong, and athletic. I loved gym and I had nothing to be ashamed of with my body. But now ...
I had to stand on a bench to reach my locker and tried to do my best to hide my skinny and hairless body from the giants who used to be
smaller than me. My gym uniform was in the smallest size, but it draped over me like a circus tent. I had manipulated the clothes with a
complicated series of twists and rolls to get them to stay on my body, but I still looked like a drowned rat. And because word had gotten out
about my incident with the substitute, I had endure more jokes like, "Don't worry, I'm sure you'll grow into it once you finish elementary
school," all while Ty watched and laughed silently from behind me.
Sadly, I found out today was the beginning of our weight lifting unit, something I had been looking forward to for weeks. Now instead of me
being able to show off my incredible physique, I had to endure one more activity that pointed out how small and puny I am. We were divided
into groups based on our size, and I was put in a group of the smallest girls in the class. While most people laughed, these girls were nice to
me, but more like in a big sister way. I couldn't really blame them, though, each of them was more than a full head taller than me.
Our first task was to see how much we could bench press. My team was using the special girls bar that only weighed 25 pounds, and for me,
we decided to start it with no weight on it. My spotters had to hand the bar down to me, and before they even let go, my twig arms began to
shake more than I've ever seen them shake. The spotters slowly let go of the bar, and I began to sweat and strain as if I were holding 500
pounds, but I was determined to lift this bar. I couldn't let Ty win. But as soon as the spotters fully let go of the bar, it came crashing down on
the safety bars. I screamed and everybody burst up laughing and someone yelled out, "Coach, why are you making a second grader do a high
schooler's workout?" The coach apologized and told me he'd make some special exercises for me the next day, and I went to hide in the locker
room. Today had been too much for me and I couldn't stop the tears from flowing.
But waiting for me in the locker room was Ty with a huge grin on his face.
"Now you're starting to understand how I felt," he said.
"No!" I yelled, losing all control. "You weren't ever this small in high school! I may have been a jerk to you, but this is completely unfair and you
know it!"
Ty thought for a moment. "You might be right," he said slowly. "But I really don't care, anymore. I'm just having so much fun with you."
"I hate you!" I screamed, and I ran up to him and began beating his chest with my tiny fists. I was so weak, it felt like I was moving in water, and
I knew I couldn't possibly hurt him, but my emotions wouldn't let me sit still.
Ty laughed and laughed, then brushed me aside like a mosquito. "You know, this gives me an idea," he said. "Your head is at just the right level
..."
"For what?" I asked, not wanting to know the answer.
Suddenly, three of the biggest guys in the school came into the locker room, wondering aloud if the little prick could fit one of their cocks in
his mouth. I knew they were talking about me, and I tried to run, but gigantic hands quickly grabbed me, undressed me, and forced me into the
showers, where I found out that my head was at just the right level to suck on my old friend's dick.