Gigantic Little Muscle Bottom

[shrinking, bodyvbuilders]

Darrin felt slightly more out of place in the convenience store than usual. The 6’5” muscular man stood a full head and shoulders taller than the college kids in front of and behind him, and his broad shoulders made him nearly half as much wider as well. He’d worn a sweatshirt to cover up most of his bulging bulk so he could escape the stares he usually basked in, but it was size 4XL. He’d wanted this to be a quick stop on his way to his rendez-vous, but he knew as he approached the teller that he was going to have a conversation, most likely about his body.

“Wow,” the heavyset, bleary-eyed 21 year old said as he eyed Darrin up and down. “You’re big.”

“Am I?” Darrin said. He winked, and bounced his pecs. Even under the sweatshirt, his flex was apparent and impressive. He figured that a little treat might make this go more smoothly (or, depending on who the teller really was, repulse him enough to make him drop all of his questions).

“Do you do steroids?” the teller asked, failing to scan Darrin’s two bottles of 9-hour energy.

“Nah, I just eat a lot of Quizno’s.” He glanced behind him, at the two sorority girls transfixed by his protruding glute-shelf. He smiled at them, then looked back at the teller. “Meatball subs always end up right HERE.” He flexed his arm, winking again.

The teller stared at him, dead-eyed. “Can you wipe your own ass?” he finally asked.

“Yeah, but people offer to help quite a bit.” Darrin hoped the questions were over, although he didn’t have a coping mechanism besides being charming, especially when his size was in question. He waved his debit card, flashed his bright smile and his dimples, and the teller finally swiped him through. On the way out, Darrin passed by a small crew of fratboys, a few single guys on their own, and two football players. As usual, the men either gawked at his 300 pounds or bristled, intimidated. He hustled past, flashing a friendly smile but eager to get on his way.

Back in his car, he shot a text to that evening’s trick: “On my way, boys. Get ready for me.” The pics of the guys who had messaged him were adorable. While his first choice was muscledudes his height, he was willing to settle for attractive, fit, shorter guys, as long as they had big cocks. “I’m vers,” he had said, “but what I’m horny for is huge dick.”

“We have exactly what you need,” came the response. The two guys–at least ten years older than he was, somewhere in their forties–were blonde and brunette respectively, had a decently muscular build (although nowhere near his mass), and confidently bragged they’d have exactly what he was looking for.

“Two tops looking for a demanding bottom?” Darrin said, giving himself a look in his rearview, admiring his jet black hair and icy blue eyes. “I’m gonna be like mana from heaven for them.”

He chugged his energy drinks outside their house, a mansion on the beach. “These dudes are loaded,” he said. “I bet they’ll offer me some nice booze.” As he hopped out of his car, he stripped off the sweatshirt. Underneath, he wore a loose (5XL) tank top. “Nice,” he said, rubbing his hands down his bulging, rock-hard torso. Deep down, he felt that needy itch in his ass, and boy did he need it scratched.

He stood at the doorway, grinning when the door opened and the brunette–Cole, he had introduced himself as–looked up at him, his eyes wide. Darrin was as tall as the door, wider than it, and his tan skin, capped shoulders and hefty pecs seemed to sweat testosterone.

“You’re… bigger than I expected!” Cole said, inviting the massive man inside. The house was just as lavish as expected. A fire burned in the fireplace in front of a luxurious couch. A spiral staircase rose to the second floor, and an extravagant kitchen wasn’t far from the front door.

“I get that a lot,” Darrin said. Cole was about 5’8” (as advertised), so Darrin had to bend over to kiss him. He relished the fact that Cole’s knees went weak as soon as his searching hands gripped Darrin’s bowling ball biceps. “Where’s your hubby?”

Ethan, Cole’s husband, emerged from the kitchen with a tray bearing three glasses of champagne. Darrin downed his in one gulp, grinning, then leaning down to kiss Ethan. Cole wore a tight t-shirt, Ethan a tight polo. Both men’s outfits showed off their decent guns and their v-tapers, although neither was as bulky as Darrin’s dream men. Still, all they needed was to be big where it counts.

A small chihuahua came scampering into the room, barking at the intruder. Darrin reached down to pick up the pup, who looked even tinier in his big hands. “Cute little guy!”

“Yeah, that’s Ruffian,” Ethan said. “Careful, he’s vicious!”

Darrin stroked the pup, exasperated by the large digits massaging his body. “Aw, he’s just a little baby.” He set the dog back down and Ethan shooed him into the nearby living room and closed a doggy gate behind him.

“We’re surprised you’re a bottom,” Ethan said as Darrin stripped off his tank top, eager to get started. “Because you’re… y’know… so big.”

“We’re all the same size on all fours,” Darrin said, his tongue darting out as he yanked his sweatpants down, revealing a white jockstrap. He put his hands on his hips, flexing his massive legs, each of which seemed to be nearly as wide around at the waists of the men in front of him.

“That’s… not true at all…” Ethan said, dropping to his knees and placing both hands on Darrin’s right quad. He licked up and down the grooves of the massive thigh. Darrin flexed and wobbled the muscle to tease the man, reaching down and grabbing his polo by the collar and yanking it up and off him.

In response, Cole stripped off his shirt too. “It’s just, y’know… a guy your size can have whatever he wants.” Cole eyed Darrin’s packed jockstrap. “And you’ve got a big cock, too.”

“Being big everywhere makes my cock seem a little smaller, I guess,” Darrin said with a chuckle. He twanged the straps of his cock playfully. “On a shorter man, I’d be considered ‘hung like a horse’ but since I’m big as a Clydesdale, some guys say I’m inadequate.” He shrugged his big shoulders, then pulled his arms up into a double biceps pose. Cole buried himself in Darrin’s armpit, needing to stand on his tiptoes to reach.

“Very nice, boys,” Darrin said. “Let’s see those…” He fell silent as Cole pulled down his shorts, letting his rock-hard cock spring free. It looked to be about average, maybe five inches. Darrin sighed. He looked down at Ethan, who had also gotten naked. He looked to be hung a little more, maybe six and a half? Darrin let out a sigh.

“Guys, I uh…” He didn’t want to size-shame the men, but they had advertised ample cocks, hadn’t they? No, he remembered, he said he needed massive cocks to get off and they said they had what he needed.

“This thing…” Cole said, making his way behind Darrin and slapping his ass. “This thing is HUGE.”

“Yeah, so… that’s kind of… why I need a BIG cock to… y’know, penetrate all of it.” He grabbed his cheeks and gave them a squeeze. “Kind of why I said, I only bottom for big cocks.”

“You also said you were horny to bottom, tonight, right?” Ethan said with a glint in his eye. He had pulled Darrin’s jockstrap aside, freeing his balls, and started sucking on them. It was a pleasant sensation although Darrin was distracted by the fact that he have to turn down their offer to top him.

“Yeah, that’s the thing,” Darrin said. “I can top too, y’know. I mean, I can give you guys a few spins on my caboose, but I’ll have to finish inside you guys…”

“We don’t bottom,” Cole said, his fingers tracing up and down Darrin’s deep crack, already starting to get damp with sweat.

Darrin started tweaking his nipples. “Well, then, we may have an issue, here, boys…”

Suddenly Cole slipped something into Darrin’s ass, catching the big guy by surprise. He gasped, actually blushing. “Hey, what was that?” he said, trying to play it cool.

“A suppository,” Cole said, slapping Darrin’s ass. The big man chuckled, then reached down toward his hole.

“A… a what? What was in that thing?” he said, but whatever was up his ass had begun to feel warm, spreading out through his body. He was practically aware of the moment whatever chemical had entered his bloodstream hit his heart. He gasped as a tingling went through his body. He’d begun to pour sweat, even though the room was cold.

Darrin felt dizzy. He closed his eyes and put a hand on his head. At that moment, his jockstrap–skin-tight a moment ago–slid down his meaty quads. “Hey, what…” he said, reaching down to grab it, although Ethan and Cole were on him at that moment, Ethan licking the line where Darrin’s abs met his groin while Cole tongue-traced the grooves in his back muscles. “Fuck…” he said. The sensation of both of them on him felt amplified.

Darrin closed his eyes and leaned into the contact, his cock rock hard, his glutes twitching with need. “Fuck… how bout you… get that mouth a little lower…” he said to Cole–wait, did his voice sound different? His head was swimming, sound echoing. Maybe that suppository had drugs in it… but at the moment, Darrin felt amazing. He wasn’t about to turn it down.

“Your ass is a danger zone for the next few minutes,” Cole said, his voice a deep purr. “Let’s wait until that suppository finishes doing its thing.

“What do you mean?” Darrin said, his eyes opening. He gasped when he looked up. The two men he was with were HUGE. He didn’t even recognize them as Ethan and Cole at first, just two guys nearly his size who had appeared where the much smaller men had been moments before. Ethan stood up, looking Darrin in the eyes now. Darrin turned to see Cole, an inch taller than he was, licking up along his neck. Their hands grabbed at him, fingers searching along his muscles. “How… what…”

Before Darrin’s mind could process what was going on, he felt like he was sliding downward. He gasped as Ethan and Cole started to rise up around him. He went from eye-level to staring into Ethan’s nipples. Cole towered above him! Darrin couldn’t remember feeling so small around anyone ever before.

“Not done yet,” Cole said, slapping Darrin’s ass with a MUCH larger hand. “Those muscles STILL feel good on the way down, though. Flex for me, little guy.”

“LITTLE guy?” Darrin said, his voice audibly higher-pitched. Ethan buried his face in Darrin’s torso, licking up and down the cleavage between his big pecs. Darrin gasped as he felt himself sliding downward again, Ethan’s tongue growing bigger against him as the two men rose around him.

Despite all the confusion, Darrin was ROCK HARD. He had never BEEN so turned on before! Then again, his thirst for large (or larger-than-him) men was RARELY satisfied, normally. He had no idea what was going on, but these two sexy gentlemen seemed to have doubled and size… and Darrin was still getting smaller!

“I want to pick him up for the last part,” Ethan said, standing up as the formerly massive man’s face slid down to abs-height.

“Go for it, babe!” Cole said.

“Wait–” Darrin was cut off as Ethan grabbed him by the midsection, easily lifting him up. Darrin’s powerful legs kicked, but the grip around him was too strong (and gaining in intensity!).

“Fuck, he feels so good wriggling in my hands!” Ethan said to Cole.

“Watch this,” Cole said, grabbing Darrin’s hands and pulling them overhead. Cole licked Darrin’s pit with an impossibly huge tongue, causing the former musclegiant to giggle and squirm even more. Through it all, Darrin couldn’t deny how incredible it felt to be picked up and manhandled like this, something impossible in his daily life. Even though the considerable drop to the floor made his feet tingle, these gigantic men were satisfying his fantasies in ways he’d never dreamt.

“Okay, put him down. He looks like he’s almost done,” Cole said. Ethan gently put Darrin back on the floor, and the musclestud found himself staring into the couple’s knees. He took a step back, his foot slipping when he stepped on his discarded jockstrap. It looked like it could cover most of his body now!

“What do you think? Two feet tall?” Ethan asked, placing a hand flat on Darrin’s head to measure him.

“PERFECT height. How do you like it, little guy?”

Darrin took a few steps back, all his confidence gone. His cock was spewing precum, his body tingling with excitement, but his uncertainty about what lay ahead gave him pause. He took a few steps back as he watched the now-giant couple kissing and jerking each other’s dicks above him.

Suddenly, a ferocious roar from behind startled Darrin. He whirled around, terrified, to see Ruffian the chihuahua seeming as big as a great dane. It barked, baring its teeth and bashing against the doggie barrier. “Holy shit!” Darrin exclaimed as he backed away from an animal he’d held in one hand earlier.

“Did you fix the latch on the doggie fence?” Cole asked.

“Shit, I don’t think I did,” Ethan said.

Suddenly, Ruffian’s impact with the fence knocked the latch free, causing it to swing open. The dog leapt at Darrin, no longer recognizing him at his new height. Darrin ran, feeling the dog nipping at his heels as he ran at top speed (which, unfortunately for a bulky bodybuilder of his size, was more of a rapid lumber than a sprint). He leapt under the sofa, army-crawling toward the safety of the wall, but the chihuahua pursued. Darrin yelped as it snapped at him, but just before it made contact, the dog was dragged away by Ethan. He saw Cole stoop down and offer a hand.

“Sorry about that!” Cole said. “We’ll put him out in the yard and shut the door. You’re all ours for the night.”

Darrin’s body relaxed. He looked up at the sofa, looming huge around him, and slowly crawled out.

“It was funny to see a guy as big as you running like that,” Ethan said as Darrin dusted himself off.

“But also as SMALL as you. All those big muscles trying to move fast, but also… you’d fit inside a purse,” Cole said, rubbing his hands together.

“And that helium-sounding voice, too! So freaking adorable!”

“Am I stuck like this forever?” Darrin asked, measuring himself against the nearby table leg of a coffee table he was now the same height as.

“Just for the night,” Cole said. “You said you wanted big dick. Your profile said you liked big men. Well, now you’ve got both!” He and Ethan approached Darrin, their big cocks bobbing above his head, their balls swinging pendulously over him.

“Fuck,” Darrin said, reaching down and jerking his dick with one hand as he casually worked a hand into his ass-crack. “I can’t… I can’t even process this. You guys are HUGE! I feel fucking… TINY!”

Ethan grabbed Darrin’s discarded jockstrap and brought it over to the shrunken hunk. As it fluttered down over him, Darrin gasped. It seemed as big as a small tent. The two-foot tall muscleman batted it away at first, then marveled at it. He recognized his own smell, but couldn’t believe how strongly it reeked. He grabbed the jockstrap with both hands and held it up.

“Not gonna be filling out that basket anytime soon,” Cole said. He and Ethan were jerking each other’s cocks and, despite himself, Darrin felt his own fire up with such ferocity it bobbed near his abs. Despite the butterflies in his stomach by staring up at these towering men, as well as around the now-unrecognizable surroundings, Darrin couldn’t resist the urge to jerk his own cock.

“What happened to the big musclebottom you adverrtised?” Ethan said after kissing Cole. “You just jerk yourself while you look at big dicks? You said you could ride anybody.”

The two walked, still linked hand-to-junk, back to the couch and collapsed down. Cole put his hands behind his head while Ethan played with his nipples. The two giant men stared hungrily at Darrin.

The little guy took a few steps forward, still intimidated as he passed the tall-as-him coffeetable and footstool, and shrugged. “I don’t… I don’t really know what to do! I guess I’m… I’m too small!” They were words Darrin had never spoken before, a concept he was wholly unfamiliar with. Cole and Ethan both laughed at their little guest.

“Use those big muscles and climb on up here!” Cole said. “Show us how bad you want dick!”

Darrin couldn’t deny that he wanted cock badly, although the ones in front of them were a quarter the size of his whole body (and thicker than his pumped-up legs). He sauntered forward, casually pumping his cock to self-soothe, but had no idea how to proceed.

“What, you can’t climb? You weigh about ten pounds now. Those muscles just for flexing or you think you can pull 10 pound?” The two men snickered as Cole taunted their little guest. Darrin looked down at his bulging arms, bounced his big pecs, then slapped his hands together and jumped. His powerful legs propelled him higher than he expected. He grabbed the edge of the couch and pulled himself up, then looked at the laps of the men on either side of him. Between each man’s legs was a bobbing, drooling cock. Cole’s was bigger, so Darrin naturally gravitated toward it.

He shivered as he felt Ethan’s thumb rubbing small circles on his head. “Holy shi-” Darrin began, but Ethan followed it up with a moistened finger running down the muscles of his back, tweaking each of his glutes and finally tickling at his crack. Darrin’s cock spewed precum like a faucet as his whole body shivered, his muscles tensing all at once.

“You like that, don’t you? Little muscle pig,” Cole said, leaning down as his tongue (which looked shockingly huge to little Darrin) emerged. The big tongue jabbed at his abs, then rolled slickly up Darrin’s pecs.

“Faaaaahhhk…” Darrin said, his knees going weak. Before he could recover from the erotic assault on his nervous system, Ethan’s tongue came at him from the other side. They felt like warm pythons, pressing hard against his body, making him shiver with their textured tastebuds tickling him up and down.

“Fuck, his back is like a cobra’s head,” Cole said as he licked up and down Darrin’s lats. Ethan did the same, both of them pausing to taste deep in his armpits.

The force of them digging deeper, knocking him back and forth, lifted him off his feet. He groaned loudly as a massive volley of cum burst from his dick. His whole body spasmed as his balls emptied. The tongues moved to his front to lick him clean. He shivered and grunted as they tasted his spent, overly stimulated cock. When they pulled away, he collapsed in an exhausted heap.

“Don’t tell me he’s exhausted already,” Ethan said, a pinky digging at Darrin’s big buttocks.

“No fucking way. He said he came over for deep dicking,” Cole said. “He said he wanted to get BRED. Get ready for me to pump you full, little guy!”

Darrin had just started to rise when Cole’s massive hand clamped around his torso, lifting him up and setting him gently on the end of his massive dick. Darrin gripped the shaft with his legs as his ass sat directly on Cole’s huge cock head, which itself was equal in size to both of Darrin’s glutes.

“F-fuck,” Darrin said, struggling to maintain his balance. Cole chuckled.

“You said you could take big dick, right?” Cole said.

“Yeah, but not, like… dick THIS si-IIIZZZZE!” Darrin’s already pipsqueaky voice hit a new high as Cole grabbed his beefy shoulders and lightly pressed down. Darrin’s eyes nearly popped out of his head as he sank down, the head of Cole’s cock sliding right between his cheeks. Darrin expected pain, but instead he was silenced by a massive way of pleasure. His mouth opened in a silent cry as a tidal wave of erotic stimulation crashed down upon him.

“Poor guy just blue-screened,” Ethan said, chuckling, but Darrin couldn’t respond. Every nerve in his body was tingling, his cock burping up cum. It was a full minute before Darrin was aware enough to look down to see that the cock head was firmly buried in his ass, but rather than causing him pain, his body had stretched to accommodate it. His ass and lower abdomen were thick with the size of the intruding organ, as if he were made of rubber.

“You’re stretchy now,” Cole said. “So this will actually feel good.” He gave another gently shove down, pressing on Darrin’s back and pec shelf. The little muscle head slid down another inch as more cock entered his body. He hit a new ecstasy peak, his vision whiting out as his cock fired off more load from his nearly-spent balls. Darrin’s eyes crossed and he bit his lip, only able to vaguely grunt.

One more shove down and Darrin once again drowned in the feeling that followed. Sex had never been this good. His heart pounded, his ears ringing, as he looked down to see his torso nearly twice as wide with the big cock buried up his body. Darrin’s toes curled and he kicked his legs wildly.

“Feels good, doesn’t it?” Cole said. “Finally, a cock big enough to satisfy you. You little fucking size queen, you.” Cole tickled Darrin’s pecs with a finger. The little guy’s body shook, his cock blasting off again (although the miniscule size of the load spoke to the fact that the tiny man was nearly empty).

Cole stood up and took a few steps, flexing his groin muscles. As his cock bobbed, Darrin swung up, then tilted forward. “Meat on a stick!” Cole said proudly. Darrin, meanwhile, couldn’t do anything to respond. The once-cocky giant was no so overwhelmed by the sensations in his stretched-out musclebod that he could only drool and twitch. Cole reached down and wrapped a hand around Darrin, jerking him like he was an extension of Cole’s dick. After one twist of his hand, Darrin fired off another load, his legs kicking as Cole’s cock warmed him from within.

“He likes it,” Ethan said, dropping to his knees. Darrin’s eyes went wide as Ethan’s huge mouth came into his view. He knew what was going to happen, but his cum-spattered body was powerless to resist. The warm, hot hole widened as it took Ethan in. The rough tongue lapped up against Darrin’s muscles. The tiny man squealed and chirped as he felt a new level of stimulation. Fireworks burst rapidly inside the tiny stud as Ethan swallowed Cole’s stud-sheathed cock as deeply as he could.

For Darrin, it was a trip past huge teeth, undulating walls and warm saliva all around him. As Ethan slurped, Darrin reached a new level. It was like his whole body was as sensitive as a cock; touching any part of him was the same as a deep-tissue massage on his shaft. He could hear Ethan’s heartbeat in the warm cave as he swallowed, feel Cole’s heartbeat throbbing from behind his ribs… Much more of this and Darrin would truly go insane.

When Cole was about to blow, Ethan sat back and tickled Darrin’s armpits with his fingertips. Darrin could only submit to the act, too breathless to even make a sound as the cockhead in his core blasted him with, to the little man’s perspective, gallon’s of cum. Darrin’s cock twitched, far beyond the point of having no more semen left to spew. Cole grunted as he pumped the little man full, then roughly reached down and yanked Darrin off his cock like he was a used condom.

Darrin found himself roughly plopped on the carpet. His knees buckled and he lay back, writhing in the off-white fibers, as the two giants kissed above him. Darrin looked down to see his belly swollen like he was pregnant. He weakly grasped the new gut and gave it a jiggle, feeling Cole’s load sloshing inside him.

“Aw, you filled the poor little guy up!” Ethan said. He and Cole squatted down, gently poking their tiny guest. “You okay tiny?”

“He’s fine,” Cole announced. “Just you wait, little man. This is gonna feel like the best orgasm of your life.” He pressed an index finger against Darrin’s swollen musclegut and pressed gently. The little stud’s exhausted body went rigid once again as a stream of cum blasted from his mighty glutes. It was like a full-body experience, his entire body shooting a giant load instead of just his dick. When it was done, Darrin hadn’t the strength to even lift his head. He gently reached up and patted the side of Cole’s finger in gratitude.

“Let the little guy rest,” Ethan said. “Let’s go shower up.”

“Yeah, let’s finish each other up there,” Cole said. He slapped Ethan’s ass as the two lumbered out of Darrin’s sight. He felt a minor tremor with each of their giant footfalls.

Darrin had no idea how much time had passed when he finally found the strength to stand. He shivered when he realized the carpet seemed far deeper than before, now coming nearly up to his knees. Had he gotten even smaller? The furniture seemed higher up, and as he jogged to the hardwood floor, he felt another full-body shiver as everything around him seemed to grow more. “Hey!” he called as he ran for the stairs. “Hey, I’m still shrinking!”

By the time he reached the stairs, there was no way he was getting up even the first one. It seemed to be a forty foot climb! Darrin’s heart sank as he realized how small that meant he was. He could hear the shower running upstairs, could hear the terrifying yaps (now booming to the tiny man) from the dog outside… and then again he shrank.

He was exhausted, his huge muscles spent and covered with his and Cole’s cum (mostly Cole’s, of course) but something about the fact that he was still getting smaller… the feeling of helplessness and defeat… there was no way he was getting his giants’ attention, no way he was stopping whatever formula was sapping him of his size, so he just had to let it go. He jerked his cock, satisfied that, to him at least, it still felt huge.

“Fuck!” he said, imagining Cole and Ethan coming downstairs, stomping down on him without any idea that the tan speck stuck to their heel was the gigantic man they had invited over. He started to imagine every boyfriend he had ever had, every man who had ever bottomed for them. They would need a magnifying glass just to see him. He imagined standing on a microscope slide, flexing his big arms, hoping that, with enough magnification, he would look huge. When he came, he collapsed to the ground, well aware that dust motes lay like boulders around him and were still getting bigger.

He woke to the feeling of a cold cloth on his face. Darrin sat up suddenly, grateful that Ethan and Cole both appeared to be smaller than he was. He was naked (they wore robes), but without hesitation he grabbed Cole and pulled him into a deep kiss. He did the same with Ethan, but kept Cole in a gentle headlock.

“Oh, fuck, I thought I was gonna shrink away to nothing,” Darrin said. He stood up, once again towering over the two men. His cock twitched; it was nice to be big again, but he couldn’t forget what Cole’s dick (which seemed small to him now) felt like when it filled him up.

“We should’ve warned you,” Ethan said. “The formula shrinks you down a bunch before it wears off.”

“I don’t think he’s complaining,” Cole said, gently tapping Darrin’s rock-hard erection. “Fuck, you’ve cum a dozen times since we got you over here and you’re still ready to go?”

“What can I say? I have a big appetite,” Darrin said. “Can we, y’know, go again?”

“No can do, big man,” Cole said. “Formula only works once a day. We’ll have to wait a full 24-hours before making you my cock-sleeve again.”

Darrin chuckled and fell to his knees. “That’s fine,” he said. “I’m fine doing it the usual way.” The mighty top immediately bent over the couch, wiggling his enormous glutes for the two men to admire. Darrin, fueled by the idea of being dominated by the giant men just an hour before, was more than ready to bottom for these men now.

And as Cole and Ethan took turns giving Darrin a deep-dicking, the bodybuilder grunted and groaned, grateful to hear his own deep voice making powerful animal sounds… but deep down craving the squeaky sound of his own shrunken voice.