"Let's see," Runt thought at me. "Who's next?"
I felt woozy, like something was hypnotizing me. Runt was searching through my memories, which were now a part of him. I could feel him invading my mind, examining everything I knew.
"Oh, I like your neighbor," he said. "Let's go get him."
"Mike? Come on, leave him out of this," I thought. But Runt was already striding, naked, to the door. He stepped into the hall, walked down past a few other apartments, and knocked on Mike's unit.
He was still a naked demon, and as I heard my friend mike coming to open the door, I was scared of what he would see. But at the last second I felt our shared body shift and contort, and suddenly Runt has taken the appearance of me, wearing boxers and nothing else. What was his plan?
Mike opened the door to see what he thought was me. "Uh, hey man, what's up?" He said.
"This is a little embarrassing," said Runt in my voice, but I locked myself out of my apartment when I got some delivery food. I have you a welfare key awhile back, right?"
Mike laughed. "Yeah dude, hold on, let me get it."
He started to walk back to a closet, and Runt followed him into his apartment, shutting the door. Uh oh.
"Mike, are you feeling ok?" Asked Runt. "You look short."
Mike turned around. "What do you mean short?" He asked, but suddenly he dropped a foot in height, squashing down in an instant. "Whoa!" He yelped.
Runt was at his side. "What just happened to me?" Mike cried in a panic. His clothes were billowing around him, huge.
"Oh no," said Runt. "I heard there was a shrinking flu going around."
Mike got a dumb look on his face. "Oh yeah, that must be it," he said. Runt must've done something to his mind to make him believe that that was plausible.
"Mike, you'd better do something before you shrink even further," said Runt. As soon as he said it, mike dropped another foot in height. "Help!" He squeaked. His voice was getting kind of high pitched. "What can I do?"
There's only one cure for shrinking flu," said Runt. "But I don't know if you'll like it." Mike used to be pretty tall, but now his eyes were down at the level of Runt's chest. His pants were down at his ankles.
"I'll do anything," Mike squeaked.
"The only cure is another man's cum," said Runt. He pulls down the boxers. He still had two dicks, but Mike didn't seem to register this as unusual.
"Oh geez," said Mike. "I don't know if I can."
"If you don't, you'll keep shrinking," Runt said. Mike dropped one more foot. He was now just barely up to Runt's waste. Runt stepped closer to the little man. His two dicks were brushing against Mike's face.
"I can't," said Mike, licking his lips. His tongue brushed the coco that used to be mine and I felt a little surge of pleasure.
"You have to," said Runt. "Before the other symptoms kick in."
"What other symptoms?" Said mike, taking a deep smell of Runt's crotch.
"Well, after a while, shrinking patients start growing tails," said Runt.
Mike gasped. He fumbled around his ass, then winced. His underwear had already fallen and he was just covered in a t shirt now, but he took it off to stand tiny and naked before us.
At the top of his butt was a puffy bunny tail.
"Am I gonna be a bunny?" He asked, scared.
"If you don't take the antidote, yeah," said runt. "Look, your ears are changing too." He grabbed Mike's ears and pulled up. They stretched up and puffed out with fur as mike watched with horror.
"You gotta help me, dude," he said. "I don't wanna be a little bunny!"
"I don't know," said Runt. "You're starting to get buck teeth and that might hurt." Mike's front teeth grew longer and whiskers sprouted from his cheeks. His nose and mouth pulled out a bit to be a puffy muzzle.
My shrinks neighbor rushed over to a mirror to gape. "Help me, man," he squeaked, "don't let me change all the way!"
His feet flopped out, big and clumsy. He fell down on all fours and looked up pleadingly at runt. His nose twitched.
"Come on," Runt said, "be quick about it."
Mike hopped over on all fours and eagerly look a cock in his mouth. But which one would it be, mine of Mike's?