Kurt woke up when the sun crested over the neighbors house and poured through his window. He opened his eyes just a crack and the hangover hit him like a ton of bricks. He reached over with his left hand and closed the shades. He thought for a second about all of the cleaning he was going to have to do before his parents got back tomorrow. As he thought about it he slid his right hand down to dick. Kurt was very proud of dick. He wasn't shy about showing it off, strutting around the locker room naked, wearing tight pants so his bulge was visible. Kurt got off on seeing girls and guys stare at his penis. He didn't need to wear a speedo, but he did anyways because he wanted everyone to know, he was packing. Kurt knew something was wrong immediately, instead his anaconda there was just a little worm of a dick. He jumped out of bed, where was it? As he looked down he noticed his washboard abs were gone too. What the hell happened? He looked in his mirror and barely recognized the reflection. He looked like he had years earlier, before he started working out, but at least then he was still hung. He pulled on his dick a little, maybe it would grow. He got hard, but it was still only about an inch. As he continued to stroke it, he felt himself getting close to climax, before he could even stop a thin stream of jizz shot out, it wasn't even a quarter of his usual load. Kurt was really alarmed but had no idea what to do, could he call the doctor and tell him about his drinking and his shrinking penis? Kurt got dressed, his clothes didn't fit. He had to wear a belt from 8th grade just to keep his pants up. What had happened? He was so confused.