Tobbie's Toy: By fucil99/2004
Tobbie and Mike came down the long flight of stairs that led into the under ground level area of the arena. They opened the door at the bottom level and walked into a semi wide very long area of what was appearently one long coninous huge oval hallway. They weren't supposed to be there, and they knew it. But they didn't really care about that. What they were planning to do there, was a hell of alot more serious then just being where they werent supposed to be anyways. They looked around and down the long oval shaped empty hallway. They were in the middle of one of the arenas sides. Far to each end of the long hallway the walls curved in the same direction and their site of the hall from those points disappeared behind the curves.
"Theres no one even in here, Tobbie. Where are we gonna find some guy to try that thing out on?" Mike said as he looked down the long hall way.
"SHH! I here foot steps! Those are cowboy boots Mike, you can tell by the way they sound. SHH!" Tobbie said in a quited voice, as he busily preprogramed his fathers device. He set the device for age, and hit 4, then he programed the minutes for 10.
Then Tobbie and Mike ducked in between two of the beams that lined the long hallway that curved at its far ends. The whole hallway seemed to be lined with these thickly protruding beams, they were rather close together, but still amply far enough apart for the two guys to hide between two of them together comfortably. They each snuck glances out every so often, to see who was coming. Soon the sound of the cowboy boots got louder and they knew who ever it was was going to be coming around the corner at anytime now.
Both of the guys took a glance out as soon as they knew who ever it was had come around the curve of the hall. It was what Tobbie had hoped for, it was one of the cowboys! He saw that he was a young guy, who was maybe in his mid to late twentys. He was wearing a cowboy hat and had a very handsome face that sported a well trimmed goatee. He was tall and lanky but still looked really well built. Tobbie quickly hid behind the beam and pushed Mike back to stoped him from sticking his head out from the cover of the beams and put his finger to his mouth to tell Mike to be quite.
Tobbie was the shorter and smaller of the two of them so he figured his smaller head sticking out from the cover of the beams would be less noticable then if they both had their heads peeking out. espeacially Mike's big old head. So he motioned for Mike to just stay hidden and to be quite, while he took another peek out to see the guy in more detail.
The guy was one of the rodeos cowboys that was for sure. He was dressed in a very tight fitting pair of jeans, with a rather large male endowment that showed quite nicely in the crotch of them, his legs were somewhat bowed out abit, but they were thick, well defined, and very well muscled. He was, of coarse wearing cowboy boots. Above his nice fitting jeans he was wearing one of those colorful type cowboy shirts, it was blue with a multy lined diagonal criss crossed pattern, the sleeves cuffs were buttoned around his wrist, and not rolled up. The upper part of the sleeves was taxed tightly by his strong arms and muscles, and showed that he had very nice sized biceps and nice sized forarms too.
The shirt the guy was wearing showed off his strong build quite well. The torso area of the shirt was spread wide and taxed at his upper torso area by his broad back and well pronounced pecs, and delts from there it tapered down still rather tight fitting all the way to his narrower, but still man sized waist line.
He didn't have a bit of a gut to speak of, so Tobbie could imagine quite easily that he had a tight set of abbs under the shirt. The top couple of buttons were undone and a nice amount of brown colored chest hairs could be easily seen where the unbuttoned part of his shirt was spread open by his massive pecs and wide delts it was spread open from about his mid pec level to the top of his neck line. The guy was a hairy guy indeed Tobbie thought all the more fun to watch as that hair receeded back into his body with his lost years.
The guy seemed to be pretty preoccupied as he walked by the them, he didn't even seem to notice they were there at all he was pulling back his one sleeve to see what time his watch said it was just as he went by Tobbie and Mike, and never noticed them at all. As soon as he went by and was walking away from them with his back facing the two. Both guys peeked around and looked at him from behind.
He looked as good walking away as he did coming, Tobbie thought. His shoulders were wide and strong looking and the shirt was tight on his back from his wide shoulders to the top of his narrow waist line of his belted very tight fitting Wrangler jeans. He deffently had a bow type stance to his legs from riding horses alot. But other then that his whole lower body from his waist line down looked amazing!
His ass was perfectly shaped and jutted out just right. He had a long biker type wallet in his right hand back pocket that stuck out of it abit, and the top corner of the wallet was chained to one of his belt loops. The other pocket had a small but prominent perminent worn out circular area at the base of its middle, with a can of some kind of chewing tobbaco stuck in it. Other then that his ass and legs were perfectly well muscled and firm looking.
His jeans were so tightly fitted on him, that from behind they looked like a second skin, with only the napps of the back of his knee areas showing any signs of wrinkles. Those areas had tight sets of horizontal wrinkles on them that reacted by tightening and then loosening as his legs straitened out with every step he took.
Tobbie stepped out from behind the beams and aimed his fathers device at his broad back, and pressed the big red button at the top of the devices liquid screen display. A bright red spot of light about the size of a half dollar showed up almost mid way between his strong shoulder blades. He seemed to shrug abit when it hit but he didn't seem to be bothered by it. He just kept on strutting forwards still obviously in deep thought about something.
Tobbie looked down at the screen and it read out the guys stats for him. The guy was 6'1" inches tall and weighed 193 Lbs. His apoximate age showed up as 27-29 years old. Below that at the bottom of the screen it read target age 4.
'Wow look at this shit man! I didn't even know it would do this stuff." Tobbie said quietly to Mike as he held the screen way up for him to read it.
The cowboys name was Mark Brodie. He was one of the top contenders in the bare back riding competion. That was one of the reasons he was in such great shape, the other was that he worked out diegently to stay in top competion form. Mark did feel the beam hit him but it just felt like a slight tingle near the center of his shoulder blades it gave him a momentary chill, but that was about all he really felt by it.
Mark had never been in this arena yet, it was brand new and rather space aged looking to him. This long under ground circular hallway with its strong looking tightly spaced expossed support beams holding up the building far walls, ran all the way around the outside circumfernce of the oval shaped gagantuan buildings under ground foundation. He was hopelessly lost, and had been since he went down the first set of stairs he came to that went down to this level. Somewhere along the inner walls of this seemingly continous hall way with its many, to many unmarked doors on the inner wall, was the dressing room for the riders. Where it was was as complete a mystery to him as where he was in its oval shaped circumfernce. All he knew was he was in one of its two long oval race track looking strait aways. It seemed to be totally empty right now. He hadn't seen anyone in it yet.
Mark began to turn around to see if anyone had come into this long part of the hall. He needed to ask where he was, and how to get to where he wanted to be. The guys saw him turning around and quickly jumped back into hiding behind the support beam. The hall was still empty as far as Mark could tell, he didn't hear the guys or see them either. To him he was totally alone in this long as hell under ground ovel hallway.
"WHY THE HELL DON"T THEY MARK THESE FUCKIN DOORS!!" Mark said very angerly and very loudly, in his deeply southern accented baratone voice, he was pissed off and anyone would have know it as his voice echoed down the leanth of this side of oneof the two longest streaches of the large oval shaped hallway. It was all the boys could do, just to keep from laughing at how almost desperate sounding and lost the cowboy seemed to them.
Mark looked down the leanth of the long hallway back towards the direction he had come from. He couldn't beleive it was totally empty. This was where he thought they had told him to go, he thought to himself as he turned around and started to walk farther down the long hall towards the other gently curving part of the giant oval hallway. Maybe I should have went left instead of right when I came down the stairs? He thought. maybe Im on the wrong side of this damb building.
Mark kept walking towards the curving wall on the far end of the hallway. He knew he was past the midway point in the hall, but the curved end still seemed to be very far ahead of him. And there was something slightly weird about this end of this long hallway. It seemed like the hallways roof was starting to get taller looking to him. He looked at one of the many closed doors that lined the hall, and it seemed to be taller looking too. Why would they have taller doors on this end of this hallway? He stopped and tryed the doors door knob it was of coarse locked like all the others he had tryed occationally along the way. He wasent to surprized about that anymore they all seemed to be locked. But what did seem weird was that this doors door knob seemed to be higher up on this door. He had to reach up farther to turn it. Why?
Mark shrugged it off and started to walk down the hallway again, he unconsously hiked up his jeans never really noticing that he did it as he went along. By now though there was no doubt in his mind that the roof deffently seemed to be getting taller on this end of the hallway then it was on the other end.
Mark kept on walking and noticed that even the distance to the other end of this hallway where it began to the curve seemed farther away then it did to him only moments ago. It seemed like he should have been alot closer to the curve by now. Was he walking on a part of the floor that was like one of those conveyer floors some airports have? Was it just really slow moving and he was walking against the direction it went? Mark stoped and looked down at the floor to see, he knew that it really couldn't be moving but he had to at leist make sure it wasent.
He was sort of taken back abit when he noticed that although the ceiling seemed to be higher looking to him, the floor now semed to be, for some weird reason closer looking to him.
when he stopped walking he also noticed that his feet felt also a little more free in his boots. He looked down at his boots and noticed that his jeans seemed to be looser looking to him as well. They must be just streatched out abit he figured, why else would they look that way. He was confused about it, but it was the leist of his worries right then. He was hopelessly lost in a very weirdly built hallway! That should be his first real concern right now, he thought as he started to walk again, and again had to pull up his jeans.
Mark shrugged it off and just kept walking down the hallway. But after a little while, he felt something that just didn't feel right to him? Even though he had just pulled his jeans back up, to what he knew was his waist level, he could feel the middle seam of his crotch of his once tight fitting jeans brushing against the upper inner thighs of his legs? It felt out of place like it was to far down his thighs to be where the bottom of his crotch should be. But the jeans waist line was at his waist line. He shook his head and his cowboy hat moved around abit as he did it, he straitened it out and undid his heavy belt buckle he had won in one of his comptitions to tightened his belt, and his jeans slipped back down abit again. Thats weird he though, he hadent unbutton them?
He pulled them back up and began to tighten his belt again, his belt could have been tightened by nearly two full belt holes, but he stoped at just the one hole. They felt like they would stay up and that one hole was weird enough he thought. As he adjusted his belt and his now looser feeling jeans. He could still feel that the crotch seam of his jeans felt to far down from where his crotch was. "Boy these jeans are really getting worn out or somthing." Mark said in a low, slightly apprehensive voice that had a tone of denile in it. He was hoping that was the case at leist.
He could also now feel the ass and legs of his jeans felt baggyer to him and when he looked down he saw that his jeans were starting to bunch up on the tops of his now looser feeling boots, there were concenrtic horizontal wrinkles starting to pile up over the tops of what he could see of his boots from his knees down. Above his knees his jeans looked alot looser then he knew they should be. He began to walk again, this time a little faster he had to get changed out of these worn out jeans, and fast, he thought. But as he walked he could now feel unmistakeable long vertical loose and Airy feeling wrinkles brushing against the whole back side of his upper legs, the wrinkles seemed like they started at the top of one side of his ass cheeks to the top of the back of the oppisit knee with each step he took.
Mark had to finally stop again and hike his jeans back up to where he knew they should have been! What was up here, he thought. "I just tightened my belt?" He said out loud. Was he suddenly loosing weight? Or were his jeans and belt suddenly growing bigger? Mark thought to himself, thats impossable! He shook his head and his cowboy hat fell down his forhead and almost covered his eyes. He paniced and pushed it back where it should have been. Was it becoming bigger too! He adjusted it as best as he could but he could feel it was riding on the tops of his ears now. Even his shirt felt loose and the sleeves looked real loose to him and the cuffs were covering part of his hands even with them held upwards to adjust his hat. He was starting to get more then just abit worried now, and with a look of total confusion in his eyes he continued to walk even faster to where the hallway dissapeared behind the curving wall.
But as he with every step he took he could feel his hat starting to slip back down his down, this time it seemed to be riding over his ears though it was starting to cover his face again. He could also feel the cuffs of his shirt sleeves begining to cover over half of his hands, and he could feel his jeans were slipping back down his thighs again also. Only this time they were nearly half way down his waist area and slipping farther down fast this time. They felt way to loose in his legs too, they were now to loose for his youthening body and they were weighted down by his heavy belt buckle and wallet. and this time they didn't seem to want stop their trip down his legs! If he didn't stop and pull them back up again, they would have ended up around his knees this time.
Mark stopped and Pulled them back up again, way up from where they should have been even if they were worn out and streached out slightly. But this time they didnt stop anywhere near his old waist line they just kept coming upwards till they were way past his navel! His hat fell over his eyes completly this time and he freaked out and let go of the waist line of his jeans to push the cowboy hat back up. only to find that his jeans now rode right back down his waist and thighs even more easily then they had just seconds ago. He had to fight the cuffs of his shirt sleeves to free his hands from them. He was barely able to catch his jeans waist line before they fell all the way to his kness this time. He was in a state of total shock and fear now.
Mark was more then just a little baffeled and confused now and finally just looked down at his jeans and coundn't beleive how they looked on him now. Just twenty minutes ago these same jeans fit like a second skin! Now they looked like a rodeo clowns pants do! They were way to big for him and way to long now too! His hat feel back over his eyes again and blinded him for a moment till he reached up with his hand now almost completely engulfed by his shirt sleeve and just knocked it off his head completely with a flick of his arm.
His once skin tight fitting shirt felt looser then hell on him and rediculous looking now! The buttoned cuffs were riding way over his hands completly now, it was way to long in the sleeves and way to big all around for him. He was beginning to get really scared now, and the tears of that emotion were now freely falling down his face. He could feel them as they left his eyes but he seemed to have no control over them, or for that matter what was happening to him anymore! He just had to find out what was happening to these clothes. Or even worse find out why he was suddenly loosing weight and height.
Mark was indeed loosing weight, height and as of yet unkonwn to him. AGE! As well. From the guys point of veiw, which was of his back side, he looked like he was a kid in his very early teens wearing adult sized clothes that were baggy as hell and looked way to big for him. The shirt looked hugely over sized on him now. The shoulder seams that held the sleeves on it were half way down his upper arms and the sleeves were multy layerd folds of fabric that dissapeared from their veiw, around to his front area of the wrinkled loose as hell looking back of his shirt. Its back shirt tail had completly come out of his over sized jeans waist line by then.
The toung of the back side of his shirt hid what his jeans ass looked like to the guys, but they could tell he was holding his jeans up now. His jeans now had huge horizontal wrinkles that showed clearly under the shirts back tail. They went from his knees to the tops of his now roomyer feeling boots. He was visably holding the wasit line of the jeans way up well past his present waist line.
Mark could feel more then just abit more of extra room in his boots now too! And these were the same boots that were so tight that morning, that he litterally had to struggle just to get them on.
Something was more then deffenetly wrong here and Mark knew it. He looked down the now higher looking and longer looking hallway for any door that might be a bathroom he needed to see for himself what he looked like..
He was desperate, when he finally saw a younger guy of about 18 or so coming around the curve of the hallway and he started towards him as fast as he could. He was panicing now, because he could feel his feet wanting to come out of their boots with every step he took and he swear that he could actually feel himself shrinking and growing even smaller with every step he took also! This was unreal!! What was happening to him?!!
Mark could feel his shirts cuffs riding over the tops of his hands now and they were covering his hands completly except for his expossed fingers that gripped his belted jeans waist line. His watch felt like it was a loose braclet now. His colorful cowboy shirt that had hugged his well built muscular torso like a glove, was now baggy and loose feeling to him, he could feel the fabric brushing loosely against his chest and stomach and back. He was in tears now and his face where his goatee was and everywhere he had any body hair on his body was itching like crazy.
Mark unconciously went to scratch his chest only to find his hand was now all but covered by his shirts buttoned cuff only his finger tips were showing when he raised his hand to scratch his chest. He was shocked!! Unreal or not there was no dening it, he was loosing weight and shrinking in height!! HOW? WHY? WHAT WAS HAPPENING TO HIM!! He thought, He was panicing when he finally got closer to the only guy in the all but empty hall.
Mark was used to being a tall guy and used to looking down at other guys for the most part, but now he was forced have to look up instead. WAY UP! Was this guy just really that tall? Or was he really that much shorter suddenly?
Mark's emotions had begun to become unstable he was crying, and he could feel his nose was running and he could feel the unstopable tears as they left the corners of his deep blue eye's. Mark went to wipe them dry and felt the cloth from his shirts cuff touching his now hairless upper lip as he did it. His eyes widened at the feel of his naked skin below his nose, he had had a mustash since he was about 14 and had never shaved it off. To feel his skin above his upper lip feeling the shirts fabric so cleary sent him into almost shock and he let go of his jeans with his other hand and was desperatly trying to find any facial hair with the tips of his cuff covered hands finger tips. There wasent any his face felt a smooth as a babys bottom would.
His jeans rode back down his thighs even more easily and farther then they had before and he could feel he was actually walking on the backs of the jeans cuffs now.
By the time he finally got to the guy, he was shuffling in his over sized boots with his pants around his knees in folds above the tops of his boots just to get there. He reached down and pulled his jeans back up as far as they would go. They felt impossably heavy to him and now went almost to the top of his chest before the crotch stopped at his crotch. There was still folded fabric from his boots tops to the crotch of his present butt. He had to stand tip toed on the tips of his now way over size feeling boots to pull the cuffs of his pants out from under the heels of his boots. His feet never even touched the toe area of the boot though and he could feel the tops of them were wide and roomy feeling to now, his feet and calfs slipped around in them easily and he could feel that even his socks had gotten to loose and were bigining to bunch up around the tops of his ankles inside the deeper feeling boots.
His feet slide in the boots unhindered now, and tears formed again in his confused eye's as he stood there hiking his pants up as far as he could, only to find that his recently tightened belted waist line came up even farther now! Even his underwear were way to big for his waist now, and he could feel they werent touching hisbody tightly anymore and were piling up inside his jeans in bunches but he could also feel that part of the loose as hell folded elastic waist band of them was touching one of his nipples as he stood there crying and holding his jeans up as far as he could, which was now almost to his underarms. He felt so ashamed and humiliated all at the same time and he had no clue as to why or what was happening to with him.
"Help me please!" Mark said in a voice that sounded all wrong to him it was high pitched and screachy sounding like a kids would be. Why? He though as he coughed to clear his throat.
"Whats the matter son? What are doing down here son? This is the maintence hall honey and a restricted area." The guy paused for a moment and just staired at Mark. "Why are you dressed like that? Where did you find those clothes? Ahh I bet you want to be a real cowboy when you grow up don't you?" Mark looked up at with a look of total confusion on his now rounder more pudgyer looking face. "It's Ok I wont tell anyone you were down here OK, now where are your parents at son" The guy said as he mussed up Mark's hair and smiled down at the now teary eyed crying Mark.
Mark was so dumbfounded by the whole situation, and what was happening to him that he didn't even know what to say back to the guy. Why was this guy using those two words, son and boy to refer to him when the guy talked to him. He wasent a boy! He was older then this guy by over 5 years at leist! If anyone of the two of them was a boy! He was the boy! Not him! What the fuck was he talking about?
Mark was at a lose for words he was confussed and frightened and this guy had just called him a boy. He wasent a boy he 28 years old and he was one of the top contender for the bare back bronco competion and the leader in points in his area of the rodeo circuit. But above all that! He was still a MAN!! And by no means a fucking BOY!
Mark looked around the empty hall way for anyone else but this guy to help him. Something was happening to him, and he needed some help NOW! And this dick head teenager wasent going to be any help for him. Mark reached down father on his jeans and grabbed what would have hugged his lower thighs area of them and jerked them up till more fabric folded above his now tiny hands then did below them. He felt rediculous and humiliated by having to do it. But it was the only way he could even think of walking in the jeans now. He quickly looked around in a frantic search for someone, anyone more mature and older and hopefully more farmilar with this place then this obvioulsy crazy teenager.
There was no one else around, just this crazy young guy. Mark tryed to just walk away from him but found it still very hard to do now. His boots were just way to big for his feet, and his foot wanted to come right out of the boot when he lifted it, as he put his foot back into the boot he could feel that the jeans cuff now rested on top of the boots top, the jeans leg was now hopelessly wrinkled looking and made him look that much more rediculous looking. He was so embarrassed and utterly humiliated now that tears flowed freely from his eyes. He looked back up teary eyed to his only hope of any help. The young man.
"I...I..I Don't know what to tell you mister but Im...Im.. My names Mark Brodie. Im..Im one of the cowboys here see.." Mark stammered out in his now very child like and higher pitched sounding voice as he sniffled back his running nose. He hated the way his voice now sounded, he even sounded like a kid to himself now. He was crying and sniffling like one thats for sure, he thought. He sniffled again. He was about to lose it entirely if this guy couldn't help him. He was so confused and scared now that he just started to bawl like a kid would his shoulders shuddered uncontrolably under his now huge shirts fabric, his hands were completly covered by the shirts sleeves and cuffs of it were freely swinging empty as he brought his fabric covered hands to his face and buryed his face in his now sleeve covered hands, his hands were now covered by the fabric of the sleeves just below elbow level where the tops of his forarms used to be. He tryed to hide his now uncontrolable emotional out break from this guy. But Mark was more then just confused and ashamed now! He was mortified!
"Alright..alright ! Take it easy kid. You don't have to cry.. So your Mark Brodie AYE!!" The guy said with a weird faked smile, he squinted and tilted his head abit in a confussed sort of way himself. Then he just smiled again and winked, "Well I have to addmit if your going to be a big rodeo star when you grow up then you picked one of the best ones to be son." The young guy said as he placed his hand on Mark's shoulder and gently massaged his shoulder blade.
Mark was freaking out now big time this guy had not only called him a boy but he didn't reconize him either! He appearently knew who he was or he wouldn't have said he picked one of the best rodeo stars to be. And there was that sentence again! What the hell was he talking about? When he says when he grows up?? Mark was in dire states now he needed to go to a bathroom So he could find a mirror and see for himself what appearently this guy saw he looked like, and he needed to do it NOW!
Mark gathered his compossure again and wiped his face dry of the snot and wettness from his tears that now covered it. He sniffled one more big time sniffle, and sucked in what would have surely ran down his barren upper lip to his mouth and looked back up to the guy teary eyed again. "Can you please tell me where the nearest bathroom is?" Mark said in a shakey frail childish sounding voice that he really hated now, but seemed to now remember hearing before, it seemed almost to farmilar to him for some reason. He sniffeled in the snot running from his nose again and wiped the remainder away with his now way over sized shirt sleeve as he said it, he knew it looked real bad, but what choice did he have now.
"OK Don't worry son I'll get you to a bathroom Ok?" The guy smiled down at Mark again and patted his shoulder and began to lead him down the hall towards the bathrooms. He toward over Mark now even more then he had when he first got to him, and Mark was forced to have to hold up his jeans at nearly their old knees level now just to be able to shuffle forwards in his over sized boots and his hard won rodeo belt buckle felt increadibly heavy and huge now and his feet had way to much room in his boots and they threatened to come right out of them if he lifted his feet to high, he was humilated at be being forced to shuffle so stupidly like this just to keep up with this giant of a teenager and to keep his boots on.
By now tears were again finding their way down his cheeks and he could taist their salty ingredients as they found their way to his now barren of any hair upper lip and traveled down his now equally barren and baby soft smooth cheeks till they droped off his chin and hit the top of his unbuttoned by more then just its buttons collor of his shirt that was unbuttoned almost half the way down its front as it always was. But it was now so loose and huge, that it was now starting to fall off one of his frail shoulders half way to his up turned elbow of that arm. His arms felt so weak to him by then that he was now barely able to even hold the now very heavy feeling excess fabric of his way over sized jeans up anymore, they were weighted down with his prized heavy belt buckle weighing down the front of them down and his over sized heavy wallet now hanging very loosly out of its back pocket saved only by its heavy feeling chain. It finally fell out as he shuffled along behind the giant teen. It just made things even worse for him as he shuffled along. It now swung freely from his pocket and banged against the backs of his boots as he shuffled his feet.
****************************************************** "Man that was so cool!" Mike said patting Tobbie on his shoulder.. " Man look at him MAN! Man from behind he looks like a god damn midget!" Mike laughed out loud and the sound carried down the long open hallway towards what looked like a tall young guy leading a kid playing dress up down a hall.
"SHH.. Don't laugh so loud! They'll hear us, be quiet OK." Tobbie said to Mike who was still smiling and watching as the once former star of the rodeo's Bronco riding circuit being lead down the hallway holding up jeans that not even ten minutes before huged his ass as he passed the two young guys as they hid just out of his site.
"How old is that guy now anyways Tob?" Mike said as he still watched the confused once super star and the now older younger man go into the bathroom together the big guy holding the door now for the formely bigger and older then him cowboy.
"I don't know maybe 6 or 7? I don't know? But he's still got like three or four more years to lose before he's finished though." Tobbie said as he looked into the devices liquid screen display window and smiled. "Who did he say he was to that guy anyways?" Tobbie said as he haphazzardly aimed the device at Mike.
" I think he said he was Mark Brodie!" Mike said as they both began to walk down the empty hallway towards the bathroom. Tobbie was a small guy compared to his friend Mike who towered over him by a half a foot at leist. Both guys were still rather young and rather dumb when it came to realitys real features though, and Tobbie had always had a thing against Mike for being taller and bigger then him. They were good friends and all, but Mike had always picked on him about his size, and often used his height and size advantages over Tobbie. But now in Tobbie's hand was a way to change that advantage for a little while at leist.
Tobbie looked back at his dad's device and programed in the necessary comands to reactivate it and aimed it at Mike's back. The liquid screen lit up bright blue and Mike's stats showed up on the screen just like Mark's had. Tobbie was impressed by what the screen said Mike's stats actually were. Mike and Mark were simalar in height. But Mike out weighed the cowboy by a good bit.
Tobbie was surprized to find this out, he always thought his best friend was rather well built and big, but it was an eye opener to see his stats displayed like this. Mike was an impressive 6'2" tall, But he weighed in at an even more impressive 220 Lbs. This gave Tobbie the idea of changing a few of those stats. Tobbie thought about that and figured he change that, For one thing he thought Mike was just way to tall and he was way to big as well. Tobbie was kind of getting the hang of how to make this new device work now as well, and Mike was as good a canidate for him to increase his understanding of how the device worked. So why not he thought as he prograhmed in his new stat's for Mike.
Tobbie set Mike's new height for 4' 10" and his new weight would be only 65 Lbs. he then hit 3 minutes, and smiled as he thought about what was going to happen if it worked.
Mike was going to be in for a little more then just a surprize he was going to be down right shocked. Tobbie weighed in at only 140 Lbs and was only 5'6" tall. If these settings worked the way the cowboy settings did, he would then out weigh Mike by more then 70 Lbs, and he would be the taller of the two by over a half a foot as well. Mike's new stats if it worked would leive the once budding stud a pretty pathetic looking little whimp.
Tobbie couldn't help but grin again as he aimed the device at Mike's back and pressed the red button down. Tobbie knew the ray from the machine could'nt be felt. Or at leist it seemed to be that way by the cowboys reacted to it. But he would find that out soon enough he figured. He couldn't wait to see what the final results would be like for Mike. He also knew that once they were in the bathroom that the other young guy who was not affected by the device would have to have some kind of a reaction to what was going to be happening to Mike right in front of his eyes. So Tobbie took no chances there either and programed in just an age and set it for 3 years old. He wasent to sure just how old the young guy really was, but he guessed he was maybe in his very late teens or early twentys at best. But he looked bigger then he did by about 30 or so Lbs and he did have a fairly decent build too, but that fact didn't really matter anyways. He was just going to aim his dads device at the guy and fire it. He set the regress button for 2 minutes. He figured that way both Mike and the young guy would be having simalar enough problems of their own to be worry about at the same time. Neither would be any real problem or a real threat to him then. The now ex cowboy was no longer even a factor or a even any threat to him now in anyways.
Mike seemed to have not felt a thing when the beam hit him square in his lower back. Mike just kept on babbling about how cool the cowboys transformation was.
Tobbie took a mental note of how Mike looked right now. Mike was very tall for one thing, more so then he had really cared to pay attention to till now. He was also very well built. Mike was wearing relaxed fitting jeans and a muscle tank top that just essentuated his greater size that much more. Mike's body looked actually rather impressive from behind. His shoulders were broad and strong looking, alot broader Tobbie thought then even the cowboys were. His back had that perfect 'V' Shape to it so many guys strive real hard to get. From those broad strong shoulders hung some very well muscled arms, each one sporting strong forarms and biceps in excess of 20" in diameter each. Below those guns Mike's very thick and well muscled forarms tappered down to thinner looking yet impressively sized wrists, that unlike his own, someone could probabily not touch their forfinger and thumb together around.
Tobbie knew Mike worked out alot, but he had never until now, had given any of his efforts a second thought. Tobbie could tell even though Mike was wearing a pair of relaxed fitting jeans that he sported a fine looking muscular ass, that much showed nicely, but even housed in the looser fitting legs of Mike's jeans, he could tell that he had two very powerfully built legs as well.
Now seemed like a pretty dumb time to be concidering their definitions though, espeacially if the device worked. Tobbie knew if it was going to work, then it wouldn't be long before the first signs of it began to show. He was right too. The first things that seemed to start to change on his rather good looking hulk of a friend, were his legs. Their leanth at first it seemed change. Mike was getting shorter!
Tobbie was surprized to see that happen first, he expected his shoulders and arms to shrink first. But it was, Mike's pants that were loose fitted on him, but still were unwrinkled above his boots and had matched his legs heights nicely. They were first things that showed his changes, they were begining to bunch up abit and folds of fabric were forming on them from his knee's down to the tops of his work boots he was wearing. Then the ass of his jeans started to get looser and soon longer even looser looking vertical wrinkles formed from it with every step he took forward.
Then the rest of his grand body started to follow suit, and Tobbie watch with great pleasure as Mike's broad shoulders and powerfull arms, lost width and size almost at the same time. Mike's shoulders just seemed to start to soften up in look first and then narrowed visably. His huge biceps followed, as they shrank in diameter to at first to18 inch guns and then to 16 inchers. Mike still hadent seemed to notice anything yet. But he was shrinking in height that was obvious to Tobbie, even his tight fitting tee was becoming looser looking as Mike's broad delts followed suit with his shoulders and arms and they too shrank in width and size.
By the time they had gotten to the bathroom door and Mike had to open the door, Mike knew something wasent quite right anymore. The doors knob seemed higher then any of the other doors knobs they had passed. Mike had also had to now hike his jeans back up as well.
If the solid wood door of the bathroom had, had eyes. It would have seen Mike's widen conciderably. Mike pushed the door open and again found his jeans were slipping down his waist again. As he pulled them back up he knew something was all wrong now they didn't come close to staying around his waist anymore. they were way to baggy feeling to him now. The waist line of them felt way to loose and didn't even come close to his now, he would need a belt just to keep them up now. He knew now that Tobbie had hit him with the device. turned around with a shocked almost betrayed look on his face.
"WHAT THE FUCK!! YOU HIT ME WITH THAT FUCKING THING DIDN"T YOU!! YOU FUCKER!!" Mike screamed as he stared angerly at Tobbie. He was forced to have to hold them up with his hands now. He looked down at them and saw they were huge looking looking and way to long for him now. He saw his bare arms as well and saw how much tinner they had become. He barely had any real muscle defintion at all to them now, and his muscle tee hung loose from his once fabulous torso. It hung from its straps far away from where he once had nice sized visable pecs. Those were dissapearing right in front of his eyes and he could see it happening to him too. Soon all he had was a thin looking hairy weak chest with two quarter sized nipples sitting over what was rapidly becoming just skin covered ribs Tobbie smiled knowing that the two were now also looking at each other eye to eye.
"YEP! And it's not done yet Mike." Tobbie said as the young guy and the now 4 year old looking cowboy turned to see who the two guys arguing were. Mark looked down right rediculous now his shirts sleeves now hung empty from the elbows down and the cuffs were laying out empty and flat on the floor. The shirt had come completly out of his jeans and it sat wrinkled in folds over top the waist band of his hugely over sized jeans. They too were fold upon fold of empty fabric now. The tops of Marks cowboy boots now scraped against his tiny knees.
The young guy who name was Zack. was in shock over all of this, he watched wide eyed awe as Mike's muscles just seemed to fade away from him and he grew shorter right in front of him. Mike looked alot like the cowboy did only older. Mikes jeans and muscle tee looked impossably huge for the guy now. He looked down at the cowboy he knew now that he had also changed alot since he first saw him. Zack looked over at Tobbie and let out an audible gasp as Tobbie raised the device up and aimed it at him
Tobbie was quick to shoot the young guy with the already programed device. The guy didn't know what to think about it at first. He just staired down at the glowing red dot on his chest, and then tryed to desperatly cover the spot with his hands in a defencive move. It was way to late to try to protect himself though. The years were already begining to fade away from him as he stood there froozen by fear.
Tobbie backed away from the ever thinning Mike's reach as he desperately tryed to snatch the device from his hand. But found his main concern to now be keeping his own pants up. Mike was now rapidly getting thinner and shorter as well.
Mike stoped in his tracks and looked down at himself and saw what was happening to him. His eyes had begun to water at the thought of it. It was fun to watch the cowboys plight, but this was no fun at all. "Make it stop Tob!! PLEASE!!" Mike said in a desperate tone as he was now forced to have to hold up his own jeans.
Tobbie snickered at first as he took his bathroom counter front seat veiw of the two guys who were both still changing in front of him. The poor younger guy was now just that. He was traveling fast back in time body wise and soon would be going through a very rapid reversed puperty. and even that would be a fast trip. His khaki pants were already two sizes to big for him before he even knew what was happening to him. His short sleeved shirt that hugged his modest sized biceps at mid way and clung tight to a nicely muscle torso now hung loosely from a thinner frame. The short sleeves of it now were riding the tops of his up held arms at elbow level. He was a full foot shorter as was Mike by this time.
Mike tryed to walk towards Tobbie but his feet were slipping in his boots now, and even though he still had one hand trying to hold his now massivly over sized jeans up far enough for him to walk. The excess fabric now hindered any forward attempt at walking. Mike triped in the baggy legs of them as one foot came completly out of its work boot leaving even his sock behind in it. He let go of the wasit band of his jeans and they fell in folds around his thinning knee area and stoped his legs forward moves and tripped him. He desperatly tryed to stop himself from falling forward but his one over sized work boot and his now way over sized relaxed fit jeans were just to big and cumbersome now for him to be able to adequetly mavouver his legs anymore with the waist line of his jeans around his knees . He headed head long toward the floor face first sticking his now nearly stick thin spindley looking arms out in front of him to stop his face and his now muscless boney upper torso from hitting the floor full force. The floor was now thankfully for his weak looking skinny body, alot closer then it was before. He hit hands first and then his empty of his bodys muscles tee shirts front fabric touched the floor next, dispite the fact he had actually been able to stop the rest of his upper body from hitting the floor.
Mike's thin as hell chest was now no wider from the side then one of his once thicker legs were wide. He looked like a skinny little whimp who tryed to wear a big muscle guys muscle tee its once well built torsos fabric now hung empty all the way to the floor from its thin straps off boney muscless shoulders expossing his shoulder baldes and upper part of his now only skin covered upper torso and rib cage showed clearly for all there to see. He was in near tears when he finally realized the full extent of what had just happened to him. He struggled in his over sized jeans just to be able to stand back up.
During the time since Zack had been hit by the devices beam, he was having his own problems. To him it seemed like his clothes had all of the sudden just started to get looser feeling on him. He could feel his pants begining to creep down his upper thighs and he could actually feel his modest sized muscles shrinking all over his body. He looked down at himself to see what was wrong with him and his clothes. Only to see that now not only did the ground look closer it was rapidly becoming even closer with every second that passed. Zack's body went from that of a health consious fittness freaks, to the body of a self involved young man in his earlyer teens.. Soon that body was replaced by a very much younger male going through the last part of his bodys pupbest development into an adults. Only his body was doing it in reverse. His body was now racing through time backwards, and soon he was a young guy who was now going back thru his pupety at an alaming rate. His adult body hair sucked back into his skin leiving him hairless everywhere including his pupic hairs area. His arms and legs became weak feeling as he grew ever shorter now and before his very eyes his arms dwindled down to thin weak muscless arms barely still able to hold up his own pants! He was now forced to have to hold them up.
He now looked like he was about ten if he was even that old. By the time Tobbie looked back to him. He looked like he was maybe 7 or 8 he was really freaking out badly. He had no idea of what was going on. Or for that matter what was happening to him. All he really knew was that the room was growing larger and so were his clothes. He had no idea he was getting younger yet.
two minutes finally became three minutes and there in the mens bathroom were two toddler sized kids both hopelessly engulfed in adult sized clothes, one very short, patheticly skinny looking 19 year old whimp, who was also dressed in clothes that were obviously way to big for him. And one very happy looking, averaged sized 18 year old guy with what looked like a over sized expensive looking TV remote in his hand, TOBBIE!
Tobbie giggled at all their different responces to their delemas and looked back down at his father device. It had now become Tobbi's new toy.. He smiled again at the panic stricken guys there and thought to himself. WHO"S NEXT!