Mark's Very Bad Day (muscle theft)
by fucil99
Mark got to the gym already pumped up. He was going to finally go on a date with the girl from the front desk, Karin! She and Mark had a friendship that was dictated by their schedules and not by their hearts, and now Mark was finally going to be able to do something else with Karin other then just talk to her at her desk or at the gym.
To Mark, she was one the most beautiful ladies he'd ever met--a beautiful face with fine feminine features, small cute pug nose and a pretty white as snow smile. Her lips were thick and sensual and her hair was long and curled just enough to give it character without being obtrusive and overdone. It was natural and down to earth.
Mark liked that about her. And she liked Mark, and why not? He was very good-looking. He had the perfect body 6'2" and 195lbs of well-toned, well-defined muscle. His face was very good-looking. He had a small but noticeable nose, not feminine but not to big either. It was easy to look at and easy to forget. His face was square but not too square. He had high cheekbones but his thick face and angular jaw and well-trimmed moustache led your eyes to his. Bright green eyes of the Irish descent stared back at you when you looked at him. And a feeling of self-assurance and arrogance showed on his face. His thick eyebrows moved as he talked as if they were under his control, expressive and delightful to watch. Mark's confidence came from the fact that he was very proud of his God-given body and handsome face.
Mark was a very likeable guy for the most part, good temperament, not real abusive towards women or men. But he was somewhat of a hater of smaller guys. He made no real beef about it. He thought little skinny guys were just that way by choice, and not nature's reasons. Mark hated little guys. His adopted brother Carl had always been a little guy. At 5'6" and 115lbs, he would always have to be defended by someone, and that was weak to Mark, he thought. Every guy should be able to just stand up and fight for himself! But he knew from experience that little guys do little of there own defense! It's always the big guys that do it for them!
Mark was just finishing off his workout when his cell phone went off. Mark was ready for a break anyway. He hoped it was Karin; he and her had a phone thing going ever since she found out his cell phone's number. Mark picked it up and said hello in the sexiest voice he could come up with! Mark was mortified when his adopted brother Carl said, "Hey really SEXY DUDE! What the hell was that? You hoping for a call from your girl friend or what big guy?" Carl said, knowing that he was!
"Hey Carl, what's up little guy?"
"Not much big guy! But hey do me a favor tonight big guy!"
"What?"
"Go on a double date with me!" Carl nearly yelled.
"What? NO! I got a date with Karin, man!!! " Mark said in a no way tone.
"COME ON MAN! It's my twenty-fifth birthday, dude! PLEASE!" Carl said in voice that would surly get a yes answer.
Mark was pinned. Carl had used his trump card and the game was his! Besides he owed a lot to his younger brother, adopted or not! He had helped Mark out of a lot of bad times from jail to near suicide, and monetarily as well! Yeah, Mark owed a lot to his weaker brother. The decision was already made for him by fate! Mark said alright and they chatted for and then Carl said he had a surprise for Mark! Mark asked what it was.
"No way dude! It's just that! It's a surprise! You know you've always been my protector! Well, now it's my turn to have to protect you!" Carl said very confidently, like he was the big guy now!
Mark laughed and said "Alright little guy. I'll talk to you later! Love ya Carl!" Mark hung up and thought about what Carl had just said! "MONEY! That's what he's talking about!" Mark said very loudly and in a very excited tone!
Carl was very well off. His two degrees in physics and chemistry provided him with a very good job indeed with his own research and development team and a very fat one hundred thousand a year job! Yeah, Mark's mind was on money, his favorite thing besides women, and being big, strong and good looking!
Mark took a shower and headed home. He hadn't thought about where the four would all go together but he did want to keep it casual. He hated to get dressed up unless of course it was a wedding or some work-related thing. He liked to wear jeans and a casual shirt at best. Mark decided that they would all go to a low scale but not sleazy restaurant and then a movie. And then the couples would go their separate ways!
Mark got home and his brother's Jaguar was in the driveway blocking his way in. He had to park in the street and walk up to his driveway. He was slightly pissed off but not that much; hell, it was his brother's birthday and that was that! Mark walked in and saw his brother was already in the house. He had a key so it was no big deal!
Mark walked into the kitchen and there he was. "What's up little guy? Happy birthday, Carl!" Mark said in a very nice tone.
"Thanks! Mark, I've got some real good news, dude!" Carl said, as his voice got more excited at the end of his sentence.
"What?!"
"We're rich!!" Carl said and then smiled.
"RICH? How?" Mark said as he grabbed two beers from the fridge and handed one to Carl and smiled back.
"I've invented something that rich guys everywhere will want to have!" Carl said. "But it's untested as of yet! But I have a buyer! Ten MILLION! He wants to see how well it works first!" Carl said and then drank some of his beer and walked over to a box that he had apparently brought with him! He pulled out a small bag of bottles and then a large crude-looking device that seemed to hum on its own. Mark looked at it and grimaced if that was the ten million dollar baby. It looked like a loser to him!
Carl laughed and told him it was the prototype and that the one he sold would look more expensive. Mark looked at it his eyebrows squinted together and he smiled. "Well, what's it supposed to do?" Mark said and smiled again.
"That's gotta be a secret for now. I'm sorry." Carl said as he got out a glass from Mark's cabinet and poured some beer into it. He then grabbed one of the bottles he'd brought and then poured it into the glass and stirred it.
"Here, drink this. When you're rich, you'll thank me for it!"
Mark gave the no-way face and just waved it out of his face!
"Drink it or you'll be struggling for the rest of your life!" Carl said demandingly.
Mark looked up and smiled, "Make me, Carl!"
"You don't have to drink it actually, Mark!" Carl said as he tossed the whole drink onto Mark's lap! "It absorbs through the skin as well so enjoy! It's not deadly so don't worry! I'll meet you tonight!" Carl said as his brother just sat there unable to even move thanks to whatever Carl had just poured on him.
Carl walked out and left Mark stranded there unable to even move a muscle. Mark couldn't believe his submissive brother had just done that! Mark's feelings to his limbs soon returned and found he could move around again and he quickly stood up and started for the door. He was going to make his little brother pay for what he figured was just a joke, adopted brother or not! He would know how Mark felt about that joke! Mark got to the door just in time to see him drive off. Mark shook his head and then smiled. What that was all about he hadn't a clue, but it was his brother's birthday and no real harm was done.
Mark went upstairs and found another pair of jeans and started to take off his now-soaked crotched jeans--something was wrong, though! They weren't as tight as they were before? They were looser! Maybe he just stretched them out, he thought and took them off, and then he took off his underwear. They were a little loose as well! But what really surprised him was the size of his penis! It was two inches shorter then it was before! Mark's heart sank! Was that what this shit did to a guy? Mark just grabbed it and fondled it for along time. It eventually became erect but it was so thin and small looking! No more then 5" and thin as a fat magic marker! Mark was pissed. His brother had just shrunken his dick down to an average-sized dick at best! Mark was going to meet Carl alright. He was going to either get his old size dick back or kill him; it was one or the other!
Mark got redressed in new jeans and walked to the mirror! He was pissed there where a stately cock once filled his jeans crotch was a empty airy looking wrinkle that had been formed permanently by the outline of Mark's once proud member! Mark couldn't believe Carl would do this to him, but he had and now it was payback time!
Mark came out of the bathroom and heard the hum of the machine that Carl had left on his table. "The ten million dollar machine," Mark said as he stood over unit and pondered its purpose. Mark left it alone. Maybe it was worth a lot of money? Maybe he would just hold it as collateral until his fucked up brother restored his manhood!
Mark left the damn thing running and headed off to pick up Karin. He felt weird but not sickly weird. It was more a weak type of feeling. He wasn't tired so that wasn't it. He just felt weaker, like he did after a good day's work or a good work out at the gym. Mark dismissed the thought; he had other things to think about and one was getting Carl back and then his dick. in that order!
Mark picked Karin up and drove like a mad man to the restaurant. Carl's car was sitting right out front. Mark was pissed but kept it to himself. He would deal with Carl when he saw him. Mark was furious. He would have his time with Carl but this date was important to him and getting laid wasn't the only reason he was here. Mark put his anger aside. What choice did he have if he ever wanted his old dick back he would have to find out how or why his dumb adopted brother took it away from him in the first place!
Mark was the perfect gentleman with Karin and did all the right things. He opened her door and led the way into the restaurant. He saw Carl right away but something seemed different about him. He looked bigger then he had earlier that day and Mark was becoming aware of the fact that his jeans were looser on him. They were riding down his thighs and bunching up around his knees! Mark was feeling weaker as well as the two approached the table.
"It's working!" Carl exclaimed loudly. Mark was pissed and shocked at the same time. This is what that drink was supposed to do to him! Mark watched as the sweat suit Carl had on filled out! He, on the other hand, felt his own body getting even smaller! His face went blank as Carl got bigger and bigger and he shrank in both weight and height! Soon they had changed size completely and then it went on poor Mark got thinner than his adopted brother was as Carl got even bigger than he was.
"Stop this please Carl!" Mark screamed as he had to hold up his jeans and felt himself getting smaller and smaller. Mark finally felt the change stop and looked down at himself. He was now a very short and bone-thin guy. His body was emaciated; it was just skin and bones now! He felt so weak and tired. All he wanted to do was sleep but would this be what he woke up to? If so, he would rather be dead! That decision was no longer his; it was Carl's and he liked his men small!
Carl smiled at poor now twiggy Mark the Big Defender and said, "Think about this, little guy. We're going to be rich! How many other rich skinny guys wouldn't pay an arm and a leg for these kinds of results!" Carl smiled and flexed his new 22" biceps and laughed so loud the whole restaurant looked over at the now puny 5'3" 80lbs of what was a perfect specimen of a man and just had to laugh at how weird this twig looked it size thirty, specially-made jeans and an enormous muscle tee shirt! For Mark, life had definitely changed for the worst! He was what he hated most--weak and in need of support from a big guy!
"Well Mark, you should have turned off that device, my brother! But greed got the best of you now, didn't it?" Carl said as he and his date got up and left Mark with his! Marks date was as shocked as he was by what she saw! Here was her dream man now a pathetic little wimp and not even able to do anything about it!
"This is too weird for me Mark! I'm leaving! SORRY!" Karin didn't know what to think but Mark was now history!