Jon’s overwhelming need to to reach orgasm faded and he felt a hot blush of crimson as he stood naked before Karen holding his now softening but still dramatically larger dick in his hands. Self consciously, Jon let go of himself and forced himself to look at Karen. Words and thoughts raced pell-mell through his mind in a doomed attempt to repair his embarrassing actions. ‘Man up,’ he told himself and looked Karen in her eyes. “I … wait … did you make yourself taller?” Jon asked cringing at the sound of his high girly voice, when he realized he was looking up. He wasn’t looking up by much, probably only about an inch or so but considering that Karen used to be a lot shorter than him she was now really tall, especially for a girl.
‘God I love that voice,’ Karen snickered to herself. “No silly, I like my height, not too tall and not too short.
“Then how—“ Jon started and glanced around. Only now did it dawn on him that everything in the room was bigger. Momentarily forgetting his nakedness, Jon walked around the room touching things, confirming that his dresser was overly tall, his bed unusually high, even the window sill was high.
Karen was beside herself watching Jon teeter around the room in outrageous platform stilettos as he touched everything trying to convince himself that he was not shorter. He seemed oblivious to the heels and still didn’t realize the extent to which he had been shrunk. ‘He’s still trying to deny that he’s a bit shorter than me. That’s so delicious, when he notices the heels he’s in for a big surprise, or would that be a small surprise,’ she snickered with wicked excitement. ‘But this isn’t making good use of those heels. Jon’s mincing teetering steps are fun to watch but it lacks wiggle.’
Jon felt a sudden draft, reminding him that he was naked but continued trying to deny the obvious.
Karen smiled in satisfaction as Jon’s body hair all but disappeared. Next Jon’s tight buns lost muscle definition and plumped up, but they looked odd on hips so narrow so she widened his hips and plumped his ass even more. ‘Now Jon has a nice sway and wiggle, but it’s not quite right. Of course! Jon’s waist is much too thick, it ruins the effect. I’ll just … Perfect,’ she thought when Jon’s waist shrank down to accentuate the curve of his hips and ass. ‘But now the rest of him seems disproportionate.’
Jon still hadn’t noticed his newly narrow little waist, wide hips, and plump ass. Why would he, he was busy looking up at things that were too tall, not down.
Karen wasn’t sure exactly how to harmoniously adjust the rest of Jon’s build but like magic {duh} she thrilled watching Jon’s shoulders become narrower and rounded in concert with his chest becoming smaller as his abs lost all definition. This in turn required his small but muscular arms to melt into thin smooth arms lacking any muscle bulge. Similarly his legs became smooth and bulge free. Lastly, Jon’s disproportionately thick neck became thin and graceful, unmarred by the bulge of an adam’s apple.
Finally beginning to accept the obvious, Jon reached for the five pound hand weight he kept by his computer and,”Iiiiiieeeeepp,” he gasped shrilly struggling with what seemed like thirty pounds. “Karen, what did you do to me,” Jon demanded in his silly little high voice.
“Oh relax, it’s all in fun,” Karen said, ‘My fun anyway,’ she smiled. The scowling Jon face on the otherwise petite little body simply would not do. Karen raised Jon’s cheek bones, rounded away his lantern jawline, melted his prominent schnoz back to a cute little button nose, thinned and shaped his eyebrows, and coiffed his hair into an adorable pixie cut.
“Enough is enough, you’re not making this a sex fantasy you’re just torturing me by making me aroused and preventing me from reaching orgasm.”
Karen laughed aloud. “I’m sorry Jon, that’s the most you’ve said with that voice and I couldn’t hold it in. Sorry … sorry … sorry,” Karen said struggling to get her laughter under control. “You’re right, from now on you don’t need my permission to orgasm,” Karen paused watching relief form on Jon’s new adorable face. “In fact, you now quickly and easily achieve orgasm.”
“Wait! No! Not for guys, we need to be able to last.”
“Oh so you don’t like this?” Karen said grabbing Jon’s flaccid dick and stroking it to a throbbing painfully hard erection. “Or this,” Karen teased slowly squeezing and pumping Jon’s cock. It was especially delightful when Jon grabbed her hand with both of his small weak hands in an ineffectual attempt to force the pace. Even moving frustratingly slowly, Karen had made sure that Jon could not last and watched carefully until his face scrunched up with impending explosion then …
“Wait … wait … iiiiiiiiii … iiiiiiii ... iiiieeeeeeee … eeeeee,” Jon shrieked and shrieked and suddenly, it stopped! “Ahhhhh … what the hell,” Jon opened his eyes and saw Karen smiling and holding … his cock! She was holding his cock and balls in her hand. “What!” Jon shrilled and looked down finally. He saw the heels on his feet that he’d not even realized he was wearing. He saw the creamy smooth calves and thighs rising up from the heels, and he saw those creamy thighs converge on a triangular tuft of hair at his crotch.
“You were right Jon,” Karen said drawing his attention back to her. “I don’t know what I was thinking. A guy that easily reaches orgasm is disappointing, that would not be fun. But a girl that easily cums is a delight to all. I’ve always found you to be a fun friend, so now you’re more than fun, you’re a delight. We don’t need this anymore.”
Jon watched stunned as Karen blew on his dick as if she were blowing out a candle and his manhood turned to smoke and wafted away.
