Witches Brew (humil AR muscle theft fd)
She reached over and kissed him. He was still asleep but the kiss was intended to wake him up. It was the deep kind of kiss one would give when one expected a pleasant awakening from one's partner. Cindy was hoping for a response of equal gratitude, but she got nothing in return other then a small grunt that was more of a leave-me-alone response than a friendly and happy return on her lip-locked investment. Instead he opened his deep blue eyes and pushed his long bangs face from his. A scowl came over his face and his thick lips went pouty than opened only to say, "WHAT THE FUCK!! COME ON! Stop it," as he wiped his thick lips dry of her wet kiss.
Dan was the fuck-them-and-forget-them type guy. This fuck was meant for pleasure it had nothing to do with any long-term investments in any kind of relationship, and that kiss screamed, "Can we see each other again?"
Cindy was shocked and dismayed by his reaction to her sensual kiss. It was meant to mean something and yet met with cold callous resistance. She knew then that she was just a prize, a one-night stand. No more than a trophy to be remembered, only as a number in whatever in Dan's conquest to fuck all of the girls he could.
He was one of the best looking guys at the college and she was just a girl he had come on too. He was just using her just to get her to go to bed with him and to fuck her. She meant nothing to him. Dan could have any girl he wanted, and he would have another girl that very night. He was the star gymnast of the school. He had the prime body, the prime looks and the attitude of a winner. He didn't need her and she knew that was exactly how he felt! He could have his choice when the time came to pick one, and it wasn't going to be her.
Cindy backed off and slid out of his bed and took the covers with her as she did it leaving him naked and exposed to the cold air of the room. She let the covers fall to the ground and dragged them halfway across the room knowing full well he would succumb to the chilly air and need the covers to be comfortable. She left them on the floor halfway to the door and looked back to see his reaction to her deed. Dan sat up on the bed a look of pure hate on his handsome face, his stomach's abdominal muscles tight and firm showing all of the eight mounds that made up his well formed abs clearly, his broad pecs sticking out firmly and taut. They encompassed his entire chest between his thick arms, massive biceps showed clearly why he was a winner on the bars. His massive legs exposed to the cold air showed the goose bumps that went with the sudden feeling of cold morning air, his more then ample manhood shrinking in retreat to the air's chill, still impressive even in this situation. His body was coated amply with enough hair to be sexy without being to extrusive. Seemingly surrounded by hair but not covered by it, his quarter-sized nipples stood at attention like tiny hard-ons on his chest; they too felt and reacted to the chill in the air.
Dan, ever the cool guy, just put his hands behind his head and stretched his elbows outwards and then shot his hands upwards in a radiating path separating his strong fingers in a stretch that said, "I'm the MAN!" Dan then looked her in her face and thought she wasn't bad looking. As a matter of fact, she was quite beautiful in every way. Her well-shaped nice legs supported her fine frame, big tits sat firmly on her chest with no real sagging to them, her face was as nice to look at as her body was. But he done better and would do better in the future, and she was but one of many he'd been with just that month.
"What the FUCK are you doing BITCH!!!" Dan said looking down at his still half-hard 8-inch cock and scratching his balls in a devil-may-care motion. "Bring those back bitch!" Dan said pointing to the covers.
Cindy's eyes widened to the comment. "WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME?!" Cindy said totally pissed now. She hated being called a "BITCH"! And now the guy she went to bed with the guy she thought she made LOVE to had just called her one! Did the night mean nothing more than a fuck too this guy? She was astonished at his reaction to even her anger. He just got out of bed waved his hand in the you-can-leave-now-please wave and grabbed the blanket and crawled back into the bed and covered his fine as hell body back up, turned his head to the wall and waited for the inevitable slam of his bedroom door. She, of coarse, did just that.
Cindy went back to her sorority house on Avenue 6 House B with tear-filled eyes and a runny nose. She had cried the whole way back from Dan's dormitory. Once there, she vowed her revenge. She would somehow get the arrogant bastard back for treating her as just another fuck, a notch in a gunstock. She told her coven of his deed and they gathered around and each decided if it was worthy of retaliation. Two of the sorority sisters had also been with him and since their encounters both had been ignored as if they had never existed or made love to him at all. Strike three, you're out, they thought.
The deed was decided to be too much and a payback was deemed acceptable. The sisterhood of the sorority was different to say the least. They were selected to the house only after proving they were of the sect, the witches' sect that is. Only the most powerful witches were allowed into this house--the house of Beta Seda Alfa Tri. It was comprised of seven girls and one housemother who was the most powerful witch there ever was. Her name was Celestine Morgan. She was the elder of the house and she would dictate the punishment. She decided to hurt Dan where it would show the most and have the biggest impact on him and the way others view him--his prime body! They would need three things from him to do this: his sperm that was found on Cindy's dress; a bit of his hair, also found on her dress; and a piece of clothing, a jock strap fresh with his own balls' sweat would be the best thing to use. That would be what they needed.
The next day was to be Dan's last day as a super stud and his days as the top gymnast were about to come to an end. Dan didn't know this and he went on with his day as he always did. He finally rolled out of the bed three hours later unaware that what he loved to view in his full-length mirror would soon be changed. He scratched his balls and handled his rod. He was always horny and it was always at his disposal and soon it was fully erect and being fully erect it topped 10 inches and it was almost as thick as a Coke bottle. It was no wonder he was so sought after by the ladies, and then talked about amongst them.
Dan went to his shower still softly cuddling his manhood. It was the first thing he lathered up and it always ended up cleaner then any other part of him. He massaged its long length till it was near full of his cum and then he plugged its end and allowed it build up pressure till it could build no more. Then he removed his thumb and shot a load that could have impregnated the entire population of girls at his college. He fell against the bathroom wall panting in ecstasy and just let the warm waters soak his well-muscled body, the cum still gushing from the huge bulbous head of his monster-sized dick. It traveled down his thickly muscled quad and equally well-muscled calf and mixed with the waters below and joined the initial cum in its trip down the drain.
Dan finished his shower, the whole time enjoying his finely-toned body causing another semi-hard-on in the process and got dressed and headed for the gymnasium to practice for that week's upcoming competition. Dan winning was a sure bet for the young stud and everyone, even the competition, knew it. He was pure magic in his field and the day's workout and practice proved to everyone that he was a shoe in for a medal and it would surely be gold.
Cindy had watched his whole routine knowing her needed prize of a sweaty jockstrap would be hers when he finished this arduous workout. Dan was indeed sweating when he finished his day and went to locker room. He had seen her watching him while he was at the rings and he put on more than just a show. She cared for little more then his sweaty jockstrap. It was her mission and she had her eyes on it the whole time. So did every other hot blooded girl and even the guys there. It was packed to capacity with his manhood and it showed it to the world as the biggest package there, for now at least.
Dan went into the locker room thinking he was the only one there. The rest of the guys were still working out and practicing out on the floor. Dan with a towel wrapped around his shoulder ready for another shower where he would surely have a nice time washing his now sweat-soaked monster cock off again.
Cindy watched as the handsome stud undressed and then released what had amply filled her to more then one climax the night before. It was a thing to be proud of, that was for sure. Even flaccid it was huge and well-formed. His balls hung down from it thick and full of his seed and manhood. It caught her eyes and her breath to see it so wet with his sweat. It glistened.
Taking it from him was almost a big a crime as letting him keep it. Almost.
She waited as he haphazardly threw it down on the bench, scratched his thick hairy balls and chest and walked away leaving it alone and free for the taking. Cindy took everything he had on, even his shoes and every other pair of old dirty jocks she found in the shower hamper and that was a pair from almost every guy there. She took one sneaky last glance at her hated stud washing and pleasuring himself again, shook her head and left. She figured it would be just to have the buffed out stud come out and be forced to have to wear a towel back through the court to his locker. Not that that would really bother Dan. He was very proud of himself and his looks.
Dan was a bit confused to come out after his shower and find his workout wear and all his other clothes gone. Cindy had taken even his street clothes in an angry fit of spite as well. Dan would have to borrow something to wear back to his dorm that day. Dan borrowed some jeans from his buddy. They were a bit over sized for him but he had no real choice. Very few of the other guys there came close to his size and his legs were so very well developed he had his own jeans were tailored to fit him. So with his custom-fit jeans stolen, he was forced wear jeans that accommodated his well muscled legs' girths, but having a trimmer 31" waist made the fit of the 34s a bit big around his waist, but tight around his legs. They were kind of comical looking on him in a way. A belt was more than needed for the waist but he filled the crotch of them quite nicely.
Cindy returned to her sorority house with more than the ample amount of needed things. She came in with a satchel full of jockstraps, one from just about all the guys on the team. Every arrogant one there was. The jockstraps were to be returned to Dan and his buddies laden with the cauldron's contents and the girls' evil spells as well. A coven of seven and one was a powerful force to be reckoned with and they meant business when it came to giving Dan and the rest the lesson of a lifetime.
For some, the mix was for aging. For others, it was for youth and then for Dan, it was to be so special blend of things that even the girls would have to wait to see what Celestine had planed for him. But one thing was known to all of them: Dan wouldn't be the stud with the he was today and there would be few if any who found him quite so filling or attractive as he was right now.
The jockstraps were soaked and allowed to dry. Each one treated with care and careful diligence, each one voted on as to what should be done to the owner of said jockstrap. In a way, it was run away madness and vengefulness, in another just desserts. But all in all it was wicked and actually quite mean in conviction. But this deed to be done was done and the end results promised to be very interesting indeed.
For Doug, a guy who was actually quite a nice guy, they chose a ride back to childhood. Doug had really done nothing to them but they needed a test subject and he was their choice of the names thrown into a hat and randomly drawn.
Doug was a lot like Dan their main target as far as his build and body went. He had a body that most would have loved to have. He wasn't the looker Dan was. He was rather average in that area but he was perfect for this test as he was as hairy and mature more so than even Dan was. Where Dan was amply covered, Doug was overly-covered. His body was hairy from his feet to his shoulders, so much so he was a bit unappealing to the girls. Not ugly in his face but average at best. But his body was to die for, well muscled and very appealing to the eye. It more than made him a target for the ladies and made up far any inadequacies his hairier than average body and not as attractive face may have caused.
Doug was the also the nicest of their targets, the least deserving of any kind of revenge. His jockstrap laced with hate was placed in his locker in a stealthy move that no one saw. The one that was in the locker was removed so he would be wearing this one next. Doug, as Dan was, was blessed with a rather ample endowment. His being nearly seven flaccid had given him a reputation most guys envied on its own.
Girls talk. They talk to each other, and they talk to each other, and soon they all know who has what and how well they used it. Doug was well endowed and well thought of as a more then amply good fuck. He was probably better then Dan was in that field, and as equally aware he was, and as equally he was proud of the fact he was.
Although he was one of the nicer guys on the gymnastics team, Doug was also a player of the other field as well.
Doug and the others came in for their day of practice. The event was three days away and this was a crucial time in their lives and that week. Dan was a shoe-in winner already but Doug was not as sure a bet. He needed this day more than the others did. He wanted to be the best he could be. He was pumped for the day and eagerly undressed as they all did. They were a chatterbox of word and emotions all synchronized so badly they sounded like deep voiced girls at a slumber party. Doug didn't mind standing there nude. His more than adequate endowment an obvious asset to his already good-looking frame, it hung thick between his legs, the air dried any sweat it had accumulated in his street underwear off of it.
Doug reached in and grabbed his jockstrap and got dressed the only set of genital bigger than his there were Dan's. Doug's package was an eye-catcher for any guy there and an envious few scooped it out before he hid it as well as he could in his tight fitting gym shorts. Not really much of a hide. It was still more then amply noticeable, an effect he rather loved. He liked the slighted stares at it as well.
The deed was done. His days as a top dog were already fading from his body. Every second was a half a millimeter at first, just the slightest of shrinkage occurring ever so slowly. Doug was as happy as he could be. He had done well all week and he had improved to the point he was now considered an easy winner. In his crotch thought buryed in an over taxed jockstrap's pouch, time was receding a minute a second and increasing its trip to five minutes a second before he ever made the arena and then as he geared up for his practice, a day became a week and then year a minute now fell from his body's crotch area. By the first ten minutes, it had decreased in size to a twelve-year-old's and then a ten-year-old's. His hairy manly body now sported a child-sized dick of an eight-year-old's.
His vocal cords took the ride back in time as well. They had gone from a raspy deep bass to a rather high tenor and he still had no clue anything was happening to him. He did sound different. His grunts and groans caused by his actions did seem different to him, but he was far to focused on winning and doing his best at this practice for him to put any real thought into that!
Cindy had come with the others of her sorority coven to watch their handiwork unfold. Doug's crotch, so well filled at the beginning of his routine, was now a much more spacious and airy area. It lacked its eye-catching appeal and looked almost comical now, like a girl wearing guy's underwear. It lacked what should have been here. Doug's manhood was now nearing the five-year-old size, the way it was 17 years ago.
His body's thick coating of manly hair was now also retreating back with time. His crotch area was now totally bald. His pubic hair had taken the trip back in time with his dick. His muscles were thinning as well and his performance was beginning to show this fact more then he was aware of it. He made one mistake after another and was about to give up when he finally realized what was going on. The rest of the class seemed to have become aware before he did. Doug could no longer hold his own body's weight up on the bars. His once massive biceps had shrunk down in size to those of a twelve-year-old's, from 18" and strong to 7" and weak, a loss of more than half their old size. The crotch of his suit wasn't the only thing hanging empty now. His whole suit was four sizes too big for his now much smaller frame. His massive legs were twigs, his knees knobby and frail looking. Even his socks had nothing to hold them up anymore. Doug's still beard-stubbled manly jaw dropped open and he collapsed on his knees on the mat below him. The whole gym had seen this happened and they all stood sat and stare in silence.
The coven got from the bleachers up smiled at each other and went to the guy's locker room and changed all the guy's jocks for the tainted ones. The fun had just begun.
Dan's was as stunned by all of this as the rest were. His best friend, his teammate, had just gone from a threat to a debt to the team. He couldn't have won a competition of leapfrog now. He was pitifully weak looking, skinny as hell and no one had any ideas as to why, least of all Doug. Doug's chances at ever being attractive enough to be a player had been taken away.
Chapter 2: Dealing With Dan
It had been a month since Doug had been changed. He had spent the better part of that time in the hospital under going every test available to the doctors. Nothing was found. He was deemed healthy and released from the hospital.
How Doug had gone from a well-endowed 185 lbs. champion gymnast to a pathetically hairless extremely undeveloped 97 lbs weakling was still a mystery to everyone. Dan hadn't even visited him during his stay in the hospital. Doug wasn't a priority for Dan now he was the sole star of the team, now its shining hope. He had prospered more from Doug's losses then anyone else had and he wasn't about to go near the guy for fear whatever he had was contagious or something. Besides, he was able to date and fuck all of Doug's old flames now and that was a job he was more then willing to handle.
Cindy, although she felt bad for Doug, was still fairly impressed with her sorority's handiwork. Why Celestine had held back on the others was a major question for all the girls there. Celestine explained that in order to get Dan back for his ways, time between the two episodes was needed. For one to see if Dan had any regrets over what happened to Doug, he had proven quite plainly that he did not. Two was to make him feel safe so when they began his changes he would be unaware of them to start with. A little here and there would be more fun than a lot all at once. Then she began the chant that would begin his changes. Dan's first change would be to his cock--his pride, his tool of conquest.
Dan got to the gym as he done for the last month. He never even missed one day since Doug's demise. Dan donned the jockstrap laden with the girl's spell. It tingled a bit when he put it on. His face went blank and he rubbed his slightly beard-stubbled cheeks and chin with his hand, in a inquisitive fashion, then he shook his head. He reached down and scratched his crotch, the very action of the touch to his more then ample sack sent a chill up his spine.
His cock got semi hard and he was slightly aroused by it. It threatened full erection if he touched it much longer. That in itself was a bit alarming considering he was not alone in the locker room. An erection now by him might be misconstrued by the other guys as his finding them attractive and he definitely did not want that. He was as straight as any guy! He was was not gay!
"Hey man, you ready for the competition dude?" Gary asked as he gave Dan's shoulder a manly squeeze. He was one of the last three hopefuls left on the team. Rugged in his own way, he had a look that was as eye catching as the other two hopefuls other than himself, of course. The star of the team, as he called himself, Gary's dark well tanned body was supreme in form. His contours an easy match for Dan's well sculpted body, A handsome face topped his appeal off for the ladies and made him somewhat of a rival in Dan's conquest for the highest scorer as Dan considered himself.
The touch by Gary to Dan's shoulder began the girl's curse. Dan was to find that his cock would be more sexually stimulated by guys than by girls. He would remain straight but his cock would be out of his control and the slightest touch would send him over the edge into full-blown erection. And at his size it would be more then just hard to hide, it would be impossible. The kicker to it was that with each erection, his cock's size would grow another quarter inch in size. Four erections and another inch would be added and every time he saw a naked guy or was touched by guy he was doomed to an erection that would not subside till he came--the ultimate beginning of the ultimate curse.
Celestine picked that one for the handsome homophobic stud herself after watching his triumphs in his other field of expertise: women. There was another clause to this curse, a way out so to speak, but it would be as equally bad as the original curse. If at anytime during full erection Dan mentioned for even a moment out loud the he wished his dick was smaller it would become just that and then the process would reverse and every time he got hard it would loose a half an inch in size. And his prime frame his muscles would fade away as well with every half inch gone would be fifteen pounds as well and guys would be its catalyst. Dan could say goodbye to women because he would from that moment on not be able to get an erection with a girl ever again. A diabolical curse if ever one was made.
Dan's body shuddered when Gary touched him and then to his disbelief, his cock got more then semi hard. It slipped past its elastic cotton covered barrier and stuck out and went straight up. "OOH GOD!!" Dan said as the whole room saw it happen. Gary held his hands up and backed away from Dan.
"Hey man... I--ahh--man, just stay the fuck away from me ok?" Gary said as the entire room burst into laughter. Dan's first taste of humiliation was a success. Dan ran from the room still very much erect there was no way to hide this from anyone he ran into the showers to the last stall and looked down at his pride it was as hard as a rock and the very touch of it sent reverberations up and down his whole body. He was ashamed and embarrassed by his loss of control. This erection from nowhere had done irrefutable damage to his reputation, that was more then a given now.
Dan stayed in the last stall for ten minutes reviewing what had happened. He had never been aroused over any guy in his life and now the simple touch of one had given him an erection that would simply not subside. He grabbed it and tried to push it back into the confines of his jockstrap but all it did was escape through another opening through the top of the elastic waistband or one of the stretched elastic barriers that formed its pouch. There was no way it was going to stay confined and that was that. Suddenly being so well endowed didn't have the same appeal as it always had for him.