Rene raced home on his skateboard, he couldn't wait to examine his latest acquisition. He skidded to a stop inside his parents' garage, and carefully closed the door. He made sure no one noticed him. Carefully, Rene opened the backpack. The man he'd hit earlier on his skateboard was still there crushed to about 3/4 of an inch thick and rolled up like an aerobics workout mat. Gently, he lay Dan on his father's work bench and unrolled him. He half expected Dan to curl up, but his edges lay flat where Rene put him. Rene smiled, and began to unbutton Dan's shirt. With a little effort, Rene peeled the shirt off Dan's flattened chest and arms. Dan's hair remained unaffected by his transformation, and Rene laughed at the huge wads of armpit hair sticking out of Dan's flattened form. He noticed Dan's slight tremor, which was all the motion Dan was able to make.
"Don't be afraid, Dan, I'm going to take really good care of you. But you're a lot hairy than I expected, I guess it comes with being flattened. But don't worry, I'll give you a trim. I must say you've got some nice pecs and abs. Bet you were quite the poster boy," Rene said slyly. Pulling a scissors out of the workbench drawer, he went to work on Dan's pit hairs and on the heavy fringe hanging off the back of Dan's head. He even trimmed Dan's few chest hairs, and the trail from his belly button to his belt. Then, Rene unfastened the belt. He worked the jeans and boxers down to his shoes. It was weird, Rene had forgotten about the feet. He unlaced the shoes and pulled the socks off. Two human feet, totally 3D at the end of Dan's flattened legs. He tickled the sole of Dan's bare foot, it jiggled, a faint murmur like laughter from under a pillow seemed to come from Dan's head. Rene pulled the jeans and boxers off, and tossed them in the washing machine. He propped the now straightened Dan upright against the work bench balanced by his unflattened feet.
"Your clothes are a little big for me, but that's how I wear them. Man, your dick looks funny folded over itself and squished flat. Heh,heh. Oh, well, maybe I can fix that," Rene laughed. Tentatively he reached out and touched Dan's dick head. He gingerly fingered it, and peeled it back straighteneing it out pulling it toward him. Let's see how long you are. I'm guessing four or five inches. Mine is closer to eight," he added proudly. He grabbed a yard stick from the garage wall, and started pulling. "Six, seven, eight,...hey, it's stretching, twenty four, thirty six, I bet it could go farther. I bet all of you is pretty stretchy, I wonder how to get you back in shape?" He held a thin flesh colored string that hung from Dan's crotch to between Rene's thumb and forefinger. He let it drop to the floor. "Nope, thought it might spring back."
Dan was in agony, stretching his penis had been terribly arousing not painful, but the horror of seeing it deformed that way was painful enough for the young man. As he watched, Rene looted his other possessions. His wallet's contents were transferred to Rene's wallet, with Rene's comment, "Too bad, you're not 21, ID would come in real handy, oh well, cash will do. And thanks for writing your pin on the envelope for your ATM card, that was real thoughtful."
Inwardly, Dan groaned. Rene found Dan's bottle of Molecular Plasticity Enhancement, or whatever it was called. He unstoppered the bottle and sniffed. He looked from the bottle to Dan, and asked, "Ecstasy? GHB? Or some shit like that? Could come in handy."
Dan breathlessly hoped that Rene would drink it.