Sarah drove Biff back to her place. It was a silent and awkward drive; Sarah tried to talk to Biff, but he either remained silent or gave one-word answers in his strangely feminine voice. Biff was keeping a stiff upper lip, but inside he was freaking out - how was he going to get on with his normal life? Having a micropenis that fell off every time he orgasmed was bad enough, but now his voice was all weird. He had a swimming practice early the next morning, and he couldn't afford to miss it. How was he going to hide how tiny his penis had become in his tight swimming speedos? And how was he going to talk to anyone now?
Before long, they pulled up in front of Sarah's place. She handed the keys back to Biff and got out.
"Thanks for the fun today, Biffy," she smiled. "I'll see you tomorrow, okay?"
"Okay." Biff said back to her in a melodious female voice. Fuck! he thought to himself. He walked around to the drivers' side, got in, and drove home.
"Hi Biff!" called his mom as he walked in the door.
Biff tried to make his voice as low as he could, and said "Hi mom." It came out high-pitched and scratchy, but it didn't sound quite as feminine.
"Oh, my, Biff, have you got a cold?" his mom asked. "Maybe you should get to bed. I don't want you going swimming in the morning if you're sick."
"Thanks, Mom," squeaked Biff. "I'll try to get some sleep. Good night!"
He went up to his room and shut the door. Then he stripped naked to inspect himself in the mirror.
His body looked a bit slimmer than normal, but his lithe muscles were still well-defined and he still had his broad swimmer's shoulders. His face looked younger - there was no trace of stubble on his chin, and his eyelashes looked too dark and full for an 18 year old boy. He almost looked as though he was wearing makeup, and his lips looked a bit plumper than usual. Below his waist, however, was where the real damage was. His tiny, hairless cock stood out from his crotch, too small to dangle the way it usually did. His tiny balls hung underneath, equally hairless. His junk looked like it belonged to a little kid! Worse, his hips seemed a little wider and his butt was distinctly bigger - it looked kind of girly from behind, and the wider hips didn't help his genitals to look any less pathetic. The faintest bright side was that his legs and chest were also completely hairless, so for once he wouldn't have to shave his body before swim practice.
Feeling defeated, Biff crawled into bed and fell asleep.
He didn't sleep well, having strange dreams about women with huge tits and huge cocks fucking him in the ass, and he woke up with a raging hard on - barely three inches long. The events of the previous couple of days came crashing around him, and he could barely work up the energy to get ready for swim practice.
His speedos didn't fit well at all. They were too tight around his waist but were loose and baggy in the crotch. It was blatantly obvious that his usual 8" man-meat wasn't filling the front like it usually did. He tried stuffing socks down the front, but they didn't look right - too lumpy, and he worried what would happen when they got wet. Biff sneaked downstairs and was inspired when he saw the fridge. He found a thick sausage in the meat drawer, and lopped a length off of the end. When he went back to his room and stuffed it in his speedos, it looked just enough like his usual cock to get by. He tossed the sausage and his swim trunks into his bag with his other swim gear and drove to the pool.
Unfortunately, things did not go very well for Biff that morning. The coaches were angry at him because he wouldn't talk, and his swim times were way off. He just couldn't seem to get the power he needed from his legs. Worse, the sausage in his speedos kept rubbing against his tiny dick, making it hard and erect! That didn't help, either, when his speedos nearly fell off in the water on one of his dives. He managed to pull them back up before anyone saw his naked groin, but when another swimmer started freaking out about the eight inch sausage that mysteriously floated up in the pool, Biff knew that he had to get out of there.
Covering his tiny erection, which was tenting out the baggy crotch of his speedos, he left practice early without an explanation and got changed before any of the other swimmers came into the change room. He went to school and tried to get through the day without saying a word.
He made it until lunch before Sarah cornered him in the hallway. "I need you to come to my place after school today," she said. "I think I might have figured out a way to help you with your... problem." She smirked as she glanced down at his crotch, stuffed once again with a gym sock.
What could he do? Biff had no idea what was happening to him, and if Sarah thought she had a solution, he could hardly pass up the chance to do something about it. As he left school, Sarah was waiting for him, leaning on the Camaro. They drove to her place, and she tried to ask him how his day had been.
"Fine," Biff said tersely, still in his strange high voice.
"That's it?" asked Sarah, "Nothing more to say?"
Biff just gave her a foul look. Sarah laughed, and asked, "Don't you want to know what I have to help you?" she asked.
"You know I do," chirped Biff, flushing red at the sound of his own voice.
"Head straight up to my room when we get there," said Sarah.
Biff pulled up to the house and they headed inside. He went into Sarah's bedroom and she shut the door behind him.
"Now strip," she said.
"No!" squeaked Biff, feeling extremely self-conscious.
"Listen, do you want my help or not?" Sarah asked. "Do what I tell you or I can't help you."
Reluctantly, Biff stripped down to his underwear.
"Now lie down on the bed," ordered Sarah. Biff did. Sarah climbed on top of him and gently lifted his hand up towards the corner of the bed. Her heavy breasts dangled in her sweater inches from Biff's face, and he didn't realize that she was handcuffing him to the bed until she had his other hand nearly at the other handcuff. He tried to fight back, but it was too late - Sarah snapped the padded cuff around his wrist.
"What the fuck are you doing?" asked Biff in his feminine voice, but Sarah just turned towards the door and said "You can come in now!"
"Wha..." said Biff as the door opened, and a pale-skinned, dark-haired young woman dressed in black with tattoos all over her arms stepped inside. Biff couldn't remember her name, but it was that goth emo chick who was always smoking outside the school! And here he was, handcuffed to a bed wearing nothing but his underwear!
"So what seems to be the problem?" the goth girl asked.
"This!" said Sarah cheerfully, and smartly pulled Biff's underwear down to his knees.
"Holy shit," said the goth girl, "My kid brother has a bigger dick than that!"
"It wasn't that tiny until yesterday," said Sarah. "Actually, he was above average before that."
"Well, he's quite a bit below average now!" said the girl. "Is it slowly shrinking?"
"No," squeaked Biff, but Sarah interrupted.
"It's weird. It falls off when he orgasms and turns into a dildo," Sarah explained.
"Show me," said the girl.
"No..." said Biff, but Sarah was already sucking his tiny dick into her mouth. He felt his face turn bright red as his tiny cock rose to attention.
"Not much better when he's hard, is it?" said the goth girl. Sarah giggled but kept on sucking. Biff tried to turn his body away but the handcuffs held him steady, and Sarah was lying on his legs, pinning them.
Biff felt the pleasure building in him, and in a much shorter time than he would have liked, he felt his body wracked with an orgasm.
"See? No jizz," said Sarah, and she tugged on his dick. Biff felt the now all too familiar feeling of nearly a foot of rubber sliding out of his pussy.
"Wow," said the goth chick, "I've never seen anything like this!" She turned the dildo over and over in her hand. "Can we measure it?"
They found a measuring tape. "Twelve inches long," said Sarah, "and the other end is barely two inches now!"
"Fuck," said the goth chick, "I think my clit is almost bigger than that."
"It used to have balls on it," said Sarah, "But I don't see them now. They used to be where the little one attaches to the big one."
"And you said you could wear it?" said the goth girl.
"Yeah," said Sarah, "When I put the small end in my pussy, I grew a dick."
"Do you mind if I try it?" said the goth.
"Be my guest!" said Sarah. "You don't mind, do you, Biff?"
"Wait, what?" said Biff, but the goth chick was already shrugging out of her black clothes. She had beautiful pale skin and large, firm tits as she stood naked before Biff and Sarah. She pulled off her thong panties to reveal a hairy pussy, and she pushed the tiny cockette on the end of the dildo inside herself. Almost instantly, she had a massive, veiny, and very erect cock jutting from her crotch.
"Wow, this feels amazing!" she said, and she crawled towards Biff. She spread his legs apart and examined his pussy.
"You have a beautiful vulva," she said, and Biff almost thanked her for the compliment. Suddenly, her warm tongue was licking his pussy and his eyes rolled back in his head. This chick knew her way around a vagina!
For several minutes, she licked, sucked, and fingered Biff's pussy. "Can I come inside?" she asked, when Biff was sweating and moaning involuntarily with pleasure.
"Fuck yes!" Biff heard his feminine voice saying, and suddenly he felt a foot of meat ramming inside his cunt. The goth chick thrusted and moaned, and Biff came again and again and again. His mouth went dry as the goth chick rammed him deeper and deeper, and finally came inside him.
She pulled out and wet, slimy juices coated the inside of Biff's thighs. He could barely focus as the goth chick pulled the penis off and it turned back into a dildo. Then she shoved it back inside his sopping cunt, and Biff felt the aftershock of an orgasm as it slid home.
"Well that's fucked up," he heard the goth chick say.
"Holy shit!" said Sarah.
"What?" cried Biff.
"Here," said the goth chick, holding a hand mirror up to Biff's crotch. He looked, and his jaw dropped at what he saw. He saw the world's tiniest penis, rock hard and not more than an inch long, standing at the cleft of HIS wet, hairless, and unmistakably female pussy!
