Biff felt confused and uncertain. In the past, he had always been able to touch or fondle any girl he wanted, and nobody had ever said or done anything about it. He was pretty sure that most girls liked being groped by him, or that they would come around and start liking it if he did it often enough. It wasn't like he ever crossed the line and fucked a girl who wasn't asking for it.
But that bitch Karyn must have been some kind of a hypnotist or something. All he did was feel up one of her tits, and now she had managed to force him to stand naked in the washroom. For some reason he couldn't help but obey her commands. He tried, but it was like holding back a really big fart or sneeze - he could only resist for a second or two, then he HAD to do whatever she said. It was scary as fuck.
Biff wasn't used to feeling vulnerable and exposed, and he didn't like it. He couldn't figure out why Karyn was doing this to him - it was just one little titty grab, after all. Well, maybe he had shared the story with a couple of friends, and maybe he had implied that Karyn had fucked him once, but he never actually SAID that. That was just his stupid friends making stupid assumptions. He wanted to explain this to Karyn, but she had ordered him to shut up and he couldn't force the words out.
Karyn was standing in front of him, examining his naked body critically. He figured she must be getting pretty turned on, because he could feel his dick starting to harden slightly. It only did that when he was near a hot chick who was getting turned on - like a sixth sense or something. But she wasn't speaking, and that was as creepy as fuck.
Finally, Karyn spoke. "Biff," she started, "You don't seem to know how to keep your hands to yourself, so your lesson for today is that touching people without permission is wrong. I think you're too stupid to learn this from someone telling you, so I'm going to make the lesson a bit stronger than that."
Wait a second, thought Biff, is she calling me stupid?
"You seem to like fondling boobs," Karyn continued, "so I'm going to give you something to play with. Any time a female touches you, or you touch a female, your breasts are going to grow by one cup size. Your breasts will be nice, firm, porn-star style tits, not the kind that normal women have, so you won't need a bra to hold them up or make them stick out."
Biff chuckled. This hypnosis trick was one thing, but there was no way she could change his body like that. She was trying to scare him, but she'd just gone too far. This was ridiculous.
"I see you aren't taking this seriously," said Karyn. "I'm not worried, you'll believe me soon enough." She smiled knowingly. "Anytime a male touches you, or you touch a male, you will feel an uncontrollable urge to jack yourself off. When you come, your cock and balls will shrink to half of their current size, until they are so small that you can't feel them anymore. If you don't start wanking within ten minutes of being touched, you'll come anyway, and they'll shrink to a quarter of their current size instead of half."
Biff was barely listening now. He remembered hearing something about breaking hypnosis, and he was trying to remember it. This bitch was going to get major payback for putting him through this bullshit.
Then, Karyn walked up to him and poked him in the chest. "This is for starters," she said, and he felt a strange tingling sensation in his chest. He glanced into the bathroom mirror, and gasped as he saw two small, but distinctly feminine, swellings beneath his nipples. This bitch had hypnotized him into seeing things!
Karyn said, "You will be permitted to speak and move again five minutes after I walk out of this washroom. If you're lucky, nobody will come in here in that time... but I wouldn't count on being that lucky."
With that, she grabbed his underpants out of the pile of his clothes and casually tossed them into a toilet. She flushed the lever, and walked out, taking the wooden wedge with her, and saying "Enjoy your day!" cheerfully as she left.
Biff tried to say something, but couldn't. He was getting angry now. He tried to grab his clothes, but he found he couldn't move. He was frozen, stiff as a mannequin, unable to move from the spot beside the sink.
The minutes stretched on like hours. Biff tried harder and harder to move, but he couldn't. The more he tried, the harder it seemed. He wasn't sure how much time had passed, but as the moments dragged on, he started to worry that someone might come in.
Sure enough, about four minutes after Karyn had left, the door swung open again. Biff tensed, uncertainly, but there was nothing he could do. He couldn't move, and he couldn't speak; he had no choice but to stand there, naked, and wait to see who it was.
Biff's football buddy, Steve, came through the door and headed to a urinal. He didn't notice Biff until he was done pissing. He turned around as he was zipping up his pants, giving Biff an unwanted glimpse of his cock. Steve gasped and stumbled back a step as he saw Biff.
"Holy shit, dude, you startled me!" Steve said, then paused. Then he said "Dude, why are you naked?"
Biff wanted desperately to respond, but all he could do was stand there like an idiot.
"Dude?" said Steve, taking a step closer to Biff. "Dude? What's going on? You're kinda freaking me out. And you really ought to get some fucking clothes on."
Biff continued to stand there, mute and unmoving. Sweat started to break out on his forehead as he struggled to move.
Steve continued walking slowly towards Biff. He cautiously reached out a hand, and touched Biff on the shoulder. "Dude?" he said.
It felt as though a lightning bolt rushed from Biff's shoulder to his crotch. Biff moaned softly as he felt his cock start to harden. He managed to glance at his reflection in the mirror, and he saw his penis start to rise away from his body.
Steve didn't notice that right away. He was torn between trying to look at Biff and trying to look like he wasn't looking at Biff. Biff could see Steve's eyes linger on his small breasts, but Steve didn't say anything. Then he saw Steve's eyes wander down to his crotch.
"Dude, what the fuck!?!?" yelled Steve, taking a hurried step back. "Are you fucking gay or something?"
Suddenly, Biff felt as though something shattered around him, and he could move and speak again. His hands shot to his crotch, in an attempt to cover himself, and he said "Steve, I can explain..."
It was too late, though. Steve was already at the door, looking at Biff with a mix of fear and disgust. "Not fucking funny, dude!" said Steve, just before he dashed out of the washroom.
Biff nearly followed him, before he remembered that he was totally naked. Biff grabbed his clothes from the counter and ran into the stall where Karyn had flushed his underwear. He slammed the metal door behind him and locked it. He looked into the toilet, hoping to retrieve his underwear, but they were twisted at the bottom of a pool of yellowish water. Even if he retrieved them, they would be soaking wet, partly with someone else's piss. Biff decided he could do without underpants for now.
He started to pull the rest of his clothes on, but his hard-on was uncomfortable, and he couldn't seem to hide it in his pants. No matter what he did, it would swing back to tent out his crotch. He tried keeping one hand in his pocket to hold it flat against his body, but every time he touched it he started to feel a tremendous urge to jerk it off. He really didn't want to jerk off in the washroom, so he tried waiting for it to go away on its own.
It didn't. After several minutes of impatient waiting, Biff felt nothing but a growing and implacable urge to stroke it to completion. Nobody else had come into the washroom since Steve left, so Biff decided to take his chances. He quickly began to stroke his cock with a familiar rhythm. Biff didn't like masturbating, as he usually found a girl who was more or less willing to bring him off, but he was familiar with the techniques. After a couple of minutes of vigorous attention, he felt himself start to orgasm.
Then, a strange burning sensation shot through his cock and balls, followed by a pain not unlike being kicked in the nuts. Biff groaned involuntarily, and as he looked down he saw his still-erect penis start to shrink. "No!" Biff cried, before he caught himself. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. His cock was shrinking from its normal 6 inch erect state to a mere 3 inches, and his balls were shrinking accordingly. Within seconds, his erect cock was the same size as it normally was soft, except it was still rock hard. Within a short time, it finally started to soften. When it was fully soft, Biff thought it looked ridiculous - more like a kid's cock than the adult member he was used to.
Biff started to get mad. He was scared of the power that Karyn had shown, but he was also determined to force her to reverse it by any means necessary. He pulled his clothes on and stormed out of the washroom.
