Part I
It all started happening in a span of a month. It's believed that terrorists planted a virus that affected male teenagers. And the effect was chilling. Every single male between the age of 15 and 17 unexpectedly began regressing in age.
Teenaged women watched and giggled to themselves as their male counterparts lost their physical size and shape as they tumbled down the steps to early childhood. Teams of scientists were brought in by the US government to investigate the matter.
Jason was one such teenager. Bright and quick witted. The girls flocked around him at the high school cafeteria. His chest and biceps were those of a grown man since he worked out regularly at the gym with others on the varsity hockey team.
This is his story.
"Jason come here and let's get a picture of you with Lisa," Jordanna said waving him to her table in the cafeteria.
He quickly broke from his group of friends and sat next to Lisa. A smile grew on his perfectly curved face as he put his arm around Lisa.
"That's a good. Say cheese," Jordanna said.
Today the picture is taped on Jason's refrigerator. It's the moment that Jason began to notice something wrong.
His hair seemed thinner in the photo and his chest much less pronounced. he thought. He promised to himself that he would do some heavier lifting at the gym.
Days later the situation grew worse at school for Jason and his male classmates. After a long football practice Jason and his teammates walked to their gym lockers and began taking off their practice uniform. Jason was looking forward to meeting Lisa at he movie theater in the evening.
"What the hell?" he said to himself.
During practice clumps of hair gathered in the crevasse of his sweat soaked briefs. He lightly brushed his hand across the remaining patch of hair above his penis and a few swaths fell to the floor. His penis had been almost totally denuded! A slow murmur began to grow throughout the locker room as the other members of the team found they suffered the same fate.
The coach was notified and the team doctor was brought in to examine the team. It was a scene that was going on at almost every high school in the country. The word spread to the media who dubbed it the "mystery illness."
It was dubbed by some in the media as the boomerang virus, as scientists began discovering that tiny "boomerang" like bacterium that continually changed began connecting to male DNA causing age reduction. It would be a while before a cure is found, they announced.
Doctor Davis began to chart the team members' vitals and took measurements, as the boys shyly told him that they felt they were loosing size and shape.
As the days went on, their diminishing size and shape began to take notice among the girls at school.
"Jay, you look so cute," Lisa said, making his face blush."You're turning into my little guy."
What Lisa didn't realize was that Jason was taking tiny steps to toddler hood. At home, his mother began to see signs of his physical regression in more ways than one.
It started with only a few yellow stains in his briefs each morning and began progressing to larger stains on his bed sheets.
"If this keeps up my boy is going to need protection," she thought, while rinsing another pair of his stained underwear one morning.
Soon, schools noticed a sharp drop in absent boys. School administrators learned that their absences were associated with their embarrassing bladder problems. The school board finally got involved.
"Honey, the school board is ordering all boys to stay home from school, at least until we figure out what's wrong," his mom told him one morning. "Darling, I'm so sorry this is happening to you, but you know that mommy will be here with you throughout all of this," she said in a comforting voice.
Jason remained silent. Suddenly caught by the urge to pee, he toted his diminishing body over to the bathroom, closed the door and examined himself.
He reached down and cupped his scrotum in his hand and felt his balls. They had been the size of small eggs yesterday and now they were the size of marbles; small marbles! His penis and balls looked like a little boy's organs.
"I wish I knew what was happening to me. Can't they stop this? Why won't they tell me what's wrong with me? I could handle this a lot better if I knew what was going on," he thought to himself. He was hit by an urge to piss and he hastily shuffled over to the toilet before he had an accident in front of the mirror.
A few tears rolled down Jason's cheeks as he began to cry. He was frustrated and terrified by the thought of what was to come.
In the laundry room, Jason's mother had seen new signs of Jason's struggle to maintain his dignity. The small brown streaks that she had been accustomed to in his underwear, had gotten larger and more pronounced. It looked like Jason was barely making it to the toilet.
The daily trickle of urine in his underwear was becoming small torrent. Jason was loosing his control.
"Oh dear," she said. "We're going to have some tough decisions ahead."
to be continued...