Scott Rolfe was a genius. He had a scholarship by his own merits and was studying to become one of the most
renown biologist in the world. The guy was good looking, albeit a bit geeky perhaps. He didn't train out his
body, but kept a healthy diet and overall good shape. He was around the area gathering samples. He was
accompanied by his sibling, the unremarkable Keith Rolfe, a year older and going to community college. He
accompanied his brother on petition of their parents, but years of being crushed under his young brother
shadow took its toll on the brothers' relationship.
While Scott gathered samples, he went to the fair, were he saw the trials of Timothy Porter and Shawn Mayer.
Thinking it the perfect chance to finally get back at his brother, went looking for him. Before seeing the
cautionary tale that was Mr. O'Toole.
"Three persons with to much and to high opinion of themselves. Has come and gone, and many people here has
taken what they didn't needed. Now another one has been drawn to our little show of amendments." said Madame
as Keith dragged Scott into the tent.
"Keith, I don't have time for this superflous nonsense." admonished Scott.
"It'll be fun, beside you need a break. Hey Madame, here's a volunteer!" shouted Keith before shoving Scott
forward.
"I'll do no such thing!" said Scott with severity.
"Scott Rolfe. You believe you have all the answers, and trust your wits over everything else. But life is not
that way. You should listen to your brother and enjoy life. However you're far to smart for your own good."
said Madame.
"I'll hardly think so." said Scott antagonizing with the old woman.
"Therw you see, you THINK. Let's take care of that. How much is your IQ?" asked Madame.
"This is obviously a set up of my brother. So I'll play along for now. 160."
"How smart, rationalizing even my influence. Very well. Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you Scott Rolfe a genius
who lives only and for his brains. But he is unhappy because he is to smart to live a simple life. Since his
points are way to valuable, they'll be not sell by money, but for gifts to enjoy his new life." said Madame.
"But I don't want a new life." responded Scott.
"Too bad. Let's start by selling 5 points." stated Madame.
"You can't sell my intelligence."
"Hey aren't you going to strip him first!" shouted Keith, thinking he would cause an uproar, but the audience
was wary now.
"Oh... So you have some ideas." said Madame.
"Keith!" barked Scott at his brother.
"$100 for all his clothes, and make him ugly for another $100." yelled Keith.
"If you want to be part of the act so much, become part of show. Ladies and Gentlemen, for the first time a 2
for 1 offer, Keith here will gladly double you whatever you buy from his brother cost free."
"WHAT?! FUCK THAT!" shoted Keith for this turnabout. But soon himself dragged into the stage by two of Madame
goons. who proceeded to search him for his wallet extracting only a hundredth.
"Hey! That's mine!"
"No it's not, you offered $100 for a strip show, and that's what you get. Later." said the assistant.
"Fuck you! And Fuck the Old hag too!"
"Just for that not only will you suffer your brothers change, but you'll also pay the price. For now let's
start the bidding, what do you give for 10 points of IQ."
"Give?" asked a person in the public.
"Sure, we have already said you can't get something from nothing." said Madame glaring.
"We'll pay for 10 points each, and some knowledge too." said a young man. In fact one of the three who
purchased the years from the jock. "We made ourselves older but with no education. We want it so we can get a
better job."
"Very laudable, but what would you give him. Your asking for double and then some." asked Madame.
"I just had it with you people." steamed Scott his patience consumed. "All this nonsense of stealing
intelligence and youth is no longer amusing, let my brother go. I had enough."
"I know!" said other of the young men. "If he wants to enjoy life. We each will give him an inch of cock."
"What?!" yelled the other.
"Oh come on! We are pretty well endowed an inch less is nothing. Beside think on the trade." explained the
second.
"Fine"said one. "All right..." said the other. "What fuck no!" said Keith.
"It's not enough." said Madame. "If you want what you ask, Two is the minimum."
This startled the three young men. Each gave each other a look, until finally one said. "We agree."
"And then some... I'm sure the audience will want to SEE the transaction." said Madame.
The trio looked defeated. And without warning three set of pants came down. And lie they didn't one had an 8
incher, while the other two where around 7 and half.
"What vulgar disp- hey!" but before he could finish Scott's own trousers were pulled down. As well as Keith's.
They wanted to inmmideately pull them up, but somehow felt compelled to show their cocks to the people there.
And unlike the other three Scott was four inches long, and Keith's was six.
"Heh... At least even two inches less I'll be bigger than you?" said Keith.
"Two?" said Madame sarcastically. "He's obviously the genius, because your math is lousy. The deal is
accepted."
Scott was blushing red, from all this people seeing his tiny cock, but then he felt lightheaded as his years
of formation left his noggin. Keith also felt lightheaded, but in areas were Scott could spare 30 points he
was struggling to form coherent thoughs.
As their heads filled with knowledge and the ability to understand and apply them their cocks regressed into
their bodied. At 6 and 5.5 inches, theirs were average at worse. And while they were shrinking Scott dick
began to enlarge and grow until it was an impresive 9 incher. Meanwhile Keith saw with horror how his cock
shrunk from five, to three to a mere nub... To nothing. Effectively a pee hole were a penis should be.
The less endowed but with the mental capability of a regular college freshman young men quickly did their
pants and left the stage.
But before going one of them turn around and suggested, "Madame, if I may. Why don't you mention an attribute
for the better life of our fellow here and simply pay the people the appropiate amount of points?"
"That's a great idea. Listen people, I'll mention some attributes and you'll raise your hand and then we'll
make the appropiate transaction." said Madame,
"If I may also contribute, Madame." said a woman. "This young man is too shy for him to be happy like that"
said as Scott and Keith were trying to cover themselves. "and I have a daugther who is way to bold, she like
to run around naked. That's not proper of a lady. How much for my daughter boldness?"
"Ahhh... Fair point. A good trait 5 points," said Madame, Scott felt light headed again as he was trying to
remember why he was trying to cover in the first place. Meanwhile Keith was blushing red, all his boldness
stripped away, now having trouble processing what was happening.
A man said. "His dick is well an all, but his body doesn't match, he doesn't look strong or manly enough to
pull it off."
"Eh?" looked puzzled Scott and Keith.
"Another perfect point. And as they said handing out Brains over Brawn. The men who want a point raise your
hand, and I'll take the equivalent of a point, the women raise your hands to give out your man-like traits.
But first the young man here was promise a strip show. So off with their clothing. Given away complimentary to
the first bidders."
Hand's began raising, as Madame assistants tore up the brothers clothes trowing them to the crowd.
The empty headed feeling was increased, with each raised hand, but it also was Scott body. Each point lost
gave him more muscle, height and a manlier physique. But since it was drawn for women, the masculine traits
were more handsome and princely than bearish and thugh.
But as his intelligence dropped Keith suffered the opposite effects. He lose muscle mass, become a puny man,
for the time being, since his man facets were melting away, his hips narroed, and his chest began to inflate
into two mounds, and his nonexistant cock was easily turned into a vulva. His brother became so manly, than
the only option was for him to become her.
"Here you have it folks. After loosing 60 points we have a dull minded nudist with a giant cock, on the other
hand a bashful petit woman." said Madame. "What do we do with Scott, who will not be a scholar anymore, and
Keith, rather Kath, to dumb to take care of herself. She can't even dress herself." mocked Madame to the red
woman crouching on the floor.
"I'll take them both." said a fat man in a cheap suit. "I own a pair of certain entertainment stablishment and
I'll hire both."
"Pray tell the audience what." asked Madame.
"Well far from me to make shameless advertisement. But Club Mars is proud to announce his BIGGEST star, Scott
here. And Venus Villa Club newest 'waitress'. What do you say Scott, would you like to dance naked and fuck
any girl that come your way?"
"Hehehe... Girls..." said Scott simply thinking all the sex he would have.
"Good bring your... Sister. Maybe Madame could give them some covering at least a blanket or something, price
is no problem." said the man.
Madame produced to bedsheets that the couple used to drape themselves. Then being lead by hand outside the
tent.