A Spirit & Size Theft Revenge

A size theft story!  Enjoy!

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Wolffy was hanging out with his guy friends, teasing them relentlessly when the vengeful spirit came.
“Very funny, Wolffy,” his friend Ian, a deer, said nervously.  “You can stop picking on me now.”
“Aw, you’re such a baby, dude” Wolffy, a wolf, replied.  “Grow up.  I’m just messing around, you know.”
“You need to chill out, Wolffy,” said Tyson, a tiger.
“Yeah,” agreed Jason, a squirrel.
“You’re /all/ just big babies,” mocked Wolffy.
Jason’s ears flattened in shame.  At that moment, the spirit entered the room.
It looked around at the group, wondering which one it should possess.  But seeing the exchange, it settled on Wolffy—because seeing the wolf’s actions, it wanted to get revenge for his friends.
The spirit moved forward, and then entered Wolffy, going inside the wolf’s body with a single movement.  That caused a shiver to run up Wolffy’s spine, and a cold sweat ran down his body.  Suddenly he could feel a . . . /presence/ inside of him, some kind of paranormal being.  What was going on?
The spirit smirked to itself as it settled into the wolf, taking control of his head, arms, legs . . . and dick.  This was going to be good.
A moment later, Wolffy felt a bulge start to form in his underwear.  “Oh no, no, please!” he muttered, putting his hands over his area.  But the spirit forced them away, revealing the sight to all of his friends.
“And then, I decided to. . .”  Jason stopped mid-sentence when he noticed what was going on, his words drifting away into nothing.  “Um, Wolffy?”
“Yes?” Wolffy squeaked.
“Are you, um. . .”  Jason blushed.  “Are you getting hard right now?!”
“What?!” Wolffy blurted out.  He tried to hide it, but the spirit once again prevented him from doing so.  “N-No I’m not!”
“You totally are, dude!” said Tyson, giggling.  At this point, everybody could see the bulge that was forming—and growing—in Wolffy’s pants.  “What the fuck, man?”  He laughed harder.
“S-Stop it!” Wolffy said, wanting both the laughing and enlarging of his penis to stop.  But his dick just got harder and harder, until it was rock hard, visible for everybody to see.  By now, all of his friends were laughing.
“Couldn’t keep it in your pants, now could you?” teased Ian.  “Come on, man!  Contain yourself!”  Seeing Wolffy’s face, the deer said, “What, you can’t take a joke?  Now you know how I feel, dude.”
Wolffy felt his legs moving on their own, thanks to the spirit.  “Oh crap,” he muttered, involuntarily standing from his chair.  He tried to sit back down, but the spirit refused him that action.
“What are you doing, dude?” asked Ian.  “You leaving?”
Wolffy opened his mouth to say, “No,” but instead, the words the spirit forced him to say were, “Can I go down on you?”
“What?!” Ian exclaimed, blushing.
“Wait, that’s not what I meant!” is what Wolffy wanted to say.  But the spirit made him say instead, “You heard me.  I want to go down on you, right here and right now.  You up for it?”
Ian was taken aback for a moment.  But then, a smirk crossed his face.  “Hell yeah I’m up for it.  Let’s do it.”
“Whoa, dude!” exclaimed Tyson.
“In front of us?” asked Jason.
“Why not?  That’s apparently what Wolffy wants,” Ian replied, gesturing to the wolf.  “Isn’t that right, Wolffy?”
“NO!” he wanted to scream, but the spirit forced him to say, “Yes, exactly.  Let’s do it.”
“Alright,” Ian said.
The squirrel unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, then removed the garment from his body.  After that, he took of his underwear, revealing his intimidatingly large penis to the wolf.  “Go to town, buddy,” said Ian, smiling.  “I can’t wait to feel your mouth on my cock.”
Wolffy nodded—looks like there was no getting out of this.  The spirit forced him to get down on the ground, kneeling on the floor.  He stared at the dick for a moment, and then, the spirit forced him to begin.
He leaned forward and opened his mouth wide, then stopped.  Perhaps some foreplay was in order before he begun.  So before he sucked Ian’s dick, he came up, and planted a gentle kiss on the tip of the penis.  Then another, higher up on the dick.  Then a few more. . .
“Oh, that feels good,” said Ian.  “Fuck yeah, Wolffy.  You really know how to tease a guy.”
Upon hearing that, Wolffy planted a few more kisses onto the deer’s hardening member, and then, he gently started to take Ian’s dick into his mouth.  Wolffy put himself in front of the cock and opened his maw wide, slowly getting the penis into his mouth, letting it rest on his tongue.  It was a rather big member, so he had to put it in slowly, bit by bit, so he wouldn’t choke.
“Ooooh yeah,” said Ian, leaning back in his chair.  “Feels good to be pleasured like this, Wolffy.  Thanks for volunteering to be my little bitch tonight.”
By now, all of Ian’s member was nearly inside Wolffy’s mouth, and he could feel it tickling the back of his throat.  He could taste every inch of his friend’s dick, and it . . . wasn’t an /unpleasant/ sensation.  But the submissive feeling he felt doing this certainly wasn’t something he desired . . . or was it?
He continued to lick and suck at his friend’s penis, running his tongue across the large cock, and planting his lips on Ian’s hardening member.  For a moment, Wolffy got lost in the moment, engaging with the activity of pleasing his friend, going up and down that delicate shaft.  He brought his mouth back and forth on the big dick, pleasing it as much as he could with his lips and tongue.
“F. . . Fuck, Wolffy,” muttered Ian, letting out a pleasured sound.  “Y-You’re really good at this, dude. . .”
Upon hearing that, Wolffy was encouraged, and he brought that penis fully into his mouth, letting it go down into his throat just a little bit.  He licked and sucked with all his might, wanting nothing more than to please his friend, to make Ian happy. . .
That’s when the deer came.  He orgasmed with a loud moan, squirting cum all in Wolffy’s mouth, just filling the wolf’s maw with semen.  Wolffy almost choked on the stuff, since the giant cock was so far back in his mouth, but he managed to swallow it down, thank goodness.
“Oh man!” Ian gasped.  “That was amazing, Wolffy.  Thank you so much—you did a great job.”  He reached forward and petted the wolf’s head with a smirk.  “You’re right where you belong, dude.”
Upon hearing hearing those words, a shiver ran down Wolffy’s spine.  Right where he belonged?  Was. . . Was that a good thing?  Or was it a bad thing. . .?  Should he /want/ to belong down here, on his knees, going down on his friend?
“That was . . . wow.  Holy crap,” Jason said, making the wolf jump—he had nearly forgotten his friends were there, watching the whole thing!  “Nice one, Wolffy.  And Ian—the faces you were making while he was doing that were /gold/.”
“Ha ha, thanks,” Ian said, giving Jason a playful punch on the shoulder.
Wolffy leaned back, and suddenly it occurred to him that he had never sucked another guy’s cock before . . . so how did he know what to do?  Had the spirit been controlling his actions the entire time?  That was certainly possible. . .
As he was thinking about it. . . That’s when the size theft began.
The spirit made Wolffy reach for his pants.  /What’s happening now?!/ the wolf wondered frantically.  His jeans were pulled down, and then, his underwear was too, revealing his own cock to the group.
“Um . . . what are you doing?” asked Ian.
“Nothing!” Wolffy wanted to cry.  But instead, his mouth said, “Watch this.  Don’t pull up your pants yet, Ian—you’re going to want to see this.”
Ian raised an eyebrow, but said, “Alright then.  Let’s see what you got.”
There was a brief pause.  In that moment, Wolffy tried to reach down and pull his pants back up.  But the spirit refused to let him move.  He tried again and again, persistent in his efforts.  But it was all in vain.
Then, he felt a tingling between his legs.  Wolffy looked down and saw that, to his surprise, his penis was . . . twitching?  And was it . . . /shrinking/?!
/No no no!/ Wolffy thought, forced to stare down at his dick.  But he was correct: his penis was shrinking right before his eyes, being reduced in size bit by precious bit.
“Whoa, dude!  My dick is growing!” he heard Ian say.  The spirit forced Wolffy to look over at his friend, and he saw that while his own dick was shrinking, Ian’s was increasing in size and length.  Was the size of his member being stolen by his friend?  No, the spirit had to be the one doing this; that was for sure.  So the spirit was transferring his size over to Ian. . .
His cock got smaller and smaller, while Ian’s got bigger and bigger.  When the transformation was done, Ian’s member was absolutely massive, while Wolffy’s was absolutely miniscule. . . The wolf wanted to let out a groan of disappointment, but he couldn’t.
“Wow, thanks Wolffy!” exclaimed Ian.  “That was really nice of you to do that for me. . . And here I thought you were just being a jerk tonight.”  Then, a smirk appeared on the deer’s face.  “Go down on me again,” Ian ordered.  “I want to see you fit my cock in your mouth, now that it’s even bigger.”
“NO!” Wolffy wanted to scream.  But his mouth said, “Alright, if you insist,” and he knelt on the ground in front of the deer, ready to serve.
Ian smirked.  “Good luck, dude.  You’re going to need it.”
Wolffy leaned forward . . . and immediately saw that the deer was right.  Ian’s cock was absolutely enormous now, just barely big enough to fit in his mouth, and it was already dripping with precum.  Could he really do this?
The wolf swallowed hard and took a deep breath.  Then, he began.
He reached up with his hands and gently ran his fingers across the delicate member, engaging in foreplay before the actual event.  He stroked the shaft up and down, then brought his hand to the back of the penis, touching the balls just slightly to give a bit of sensation.  After that, the real event began.
Wolffy leaned forward and opened his mouth nice and wide.  This time, the penis was so big he could only bring the tip and half of the member inside without choking on it, and that’s exactly what he did.  He swirled his tongue around the tip of the dick, while using his hands to play with the parts that were still outside.
“Damn, man,” said Ian.  “I-I thought you were good before. . . Fuck, this is even better. . .”
Smiling, Wolffy continued his advances, stroking the shaft and licking and sucking at the tip of the cock.  He teased with his hands and mouth, going all out as he went down on his friend.  Just a little more. . .
Then, Ian came again, squirting cum down Wolffy’s throat.  The wolf gagged for a moment, but managed to swallow the semen down.  He released his friend’s cock from his mouth, and looked up at the deer.
“Holy shit,” said Ian.  “Second time’s the charm—that was amazing!  Thanks, Wolffy.”
“You’re welcome,” Wolffy’s mouth said, the spirit replying for him.  As the wolf was forced to stand up from the ground, he could only wonder one thing:
What was the spirit going to make him do next?