Dave was pretty excited about the two week cruise trip he had won on line. The time for the trip had finally come around and by this time tomorrow he and his best friend Lance would be on a cruise ship in the Caribbean. Dave was looking forward to being able to gamble and drink at a bar legally. Out at sea eighteen was the legal age limit for both activities. and Dave so wanted to just walk into the ships bar and order a beer.
Not that he couldn't do that right now and often did he looked 21 easy, and was never carded. He was tall and powerfully built and had all the adult hair it took to look like a guy in his early twenties, his face was very mature looking and his shorter yet not to short hair was well groomed, as was his goatee and together they gave his face an air of confident sophistication to it. At 6'3 and a half inches and 210 lbs all of it toned to the bone muscle, Dave was what the girls like to call the tall, dark and handsome type.
Dave had chosen Lance Patterson as his cabin mate for this trip, they were best friends and were on their schools football team together and had been best friends for ten years now. Lance was a year older then Dave was but both guys had just graduated together from high school that spring. Lance had been held back a year in the 8th grade, neither of the two guys would have been called a genius by anyone, but Dave was still a bit brighter then it seemed Lance would ever be.
Lance was quite the looker as well though,, his body was all man and no sign of being child like in anyway. He was tall, strong and well muscled, tanned to the max and very hairy, both guys were rather mature looking in that area. Both he and Lance were as handsome as they came, different enough in look not to be considered family though, Lance's hair was thick dark brown, where Dave's was almost pure blonde Lance kept his hair medium length and very well maintained too, he too sported a goatee as did almost all of the jocks from their old football team.
Lance relied more on his brawn then he did his brains though, another trait prevalent among most of the guys from the football team. But Lance was a bit of a bully when it came right down to it he absolutelty hated skinny guys and often told them so. he was the worst when it came to picking on a guy just because he was smaller and less athletic. To Lance all skinny guys were either faggots or pussy wimps. Unlike the rest of the team he didn't have a single skinny friend or even associate with them in either class or casual conversations. He simply hated them and that was that.
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The beginning of the trip
Dave got to Lances apartment all packed and ready to go, only to find Lance was not even close to being ready yet.
Dave shook his head in total disgust when Lance ran out to his car and told him to come on in, he wasn't quite ready yet! Bullshit! Is all Dave thought as he walked into his friends apartment only to find an empty suit case sitting wide open on the couch and one lousy duffel bag filled with what really looked like dirty clothes all jam packed and tagged for the trip. He was taking the dirty clothes in the duffle bag with him. Dave had to smile at that one, the brochure did say free laundry service, and Lance was the best at taking advantage of free shit, "Take it to the limit when its free!" Was his motto and he lived up to that motto!
Lance was as sophisticated as a street rat and he was soon all hap hazardly packed and ready to go, and the two loaded Dave's car and off they went. 14 full days of sun and fun and fucks awaited the two strapping hunks as they headed for the coast and their cruise ship, "Lucky Dreams."
Lucky Dreams was a modestly sized cruise ship but not one of the biggest out there. What it lacked in area though it made up for in comfort and amenities. It was a two hundred roomer large enough to be comfortable. Yet small enough to be cozy. their odds of scoring some strange on this trip were all one hundred plus percent, if they didn't make total ass'es of themselves that was.
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Bon Voyage! The Cruise begins.
Dave and Lance got through customs rather roughly Lance had to take out all of his dirty clothes out of the duffel bag right in front of half the cruises guests and Dave was humiliated by the fact that he was even with this slob. but they did pass inspection with their dignity slightly bruised and boarded the, to them huge ship.
Their room was one of the best on the liner it was a double room with two separate sleeping areas and a large center room where they could entertain any girls they met while they were there. To Lance, Dave was now the luckiest guy alive to have won such a prize and he was the second luckiest guy alive being his best friend and asked to join him on this cruise.
The rest of the day was as all trips begin, the two explored the ship after changing into shorts and light shirts, they visited the bar and Dave fulfilled his first wish and ordered a beer , he was never even carded it kind of stole a bit bit from the experience but it wasn't that big a deal.
To say the two weren't eye candy would be like saying chocolate doesn't have an enormous appeal among the many. Both attracted more then their fair share of stairs of both envy and desire.
The two spent the rest of the day at the ships olympic sized swimming pool tanning and flirting and even got dates for the cruises first night party. Everything was going great for them the ship was under way and making good time, the weather was perfect the sun beat down on their muscular well tanned flesh and warmed it and darkened their tans even more, a gentle wind kept them cool enough and the water of the pool was as cooling as the wind could be, when it got to hot to lie in the sun.
It wasn't long before the two hunks had two girls talking to them and soon as the day progressed and they got more comfortable with each other the girls were easier to deal with and soon Lance had his following him back to their cabin, Dave wasn't too far behind him with his new girl and soon in two separate rooms to one cabin the guys had there first out at sea fuck. And to them that's all it was. But to the girls it was more then that.
soon the after noon became evening and the two guys now with two very pretty girls as escorts went to the ships Bon voyage party. The party went great to start with and the guys were both getting their fair share of attention from the girls they were with and flirting with the ones they weren't with, Lance did this often and right in front of the girl he was supposed to be with. Even Dave was caught doing it, it was weird to both guys as they finally got a moment to themselves as their dates went into the bathroom, no doubt to discuss their rather shady treatment by the guys. The guys didn't care if they left them right then and there, there were just too many to choose from to be tied down to just these two girls.
Lance was getting pretty drunk by this time, and when the girls came back out of the bathroom he was the first to dump his girl rather rudely by just ignoring her all together. He just walked off and started to hit on this girl who rather politely turned him away. It must have pissed Lance off or hurt his pride a bit because it wasn't long before Lance was making an ass out of him self by teasing two servers who were of lesser size then him. calling them fags and wimps when the bartender refused to serve him any more, and they tried to escort him out of the party. Even out at sea Lance lived up to his reputation as a bully.
Dave was forced to intervene and with some help from some of the ships other larger staff Lance was escorted out of the party and taken back to their cabin. Dave was rather embarrassed, by all of this and he too made it an early night, if 1 AM could really be considered early that is.
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Day Two: The cloud bank
Day two of the cruise turned out to be a bit of a bummer for the guest of the HMS Lucky Dreams. The ship had somehow gotten off coarse through no fault of the crews it had entered the so called Bermuda Triangle, and now all of its communications and navigational equipment was out of whack or not working altogether The crew kept their dilemma a secrete from the guest and just reported to them that they were in a fog bank and that they weren't that uncommon for that time of the year. A story that was all but true. Even they were a bit worried but they didn't let on to it.
Dave got up the next day and got dressed, he was wearing slip on deck shoes, shorts and a skimpy wife beater type muscle tee shirt that showed off his hairy well muscled pecs and massive well muscled arms. Dave wondered over to the mirrored closet doors and scoped out he looked, he wanted to score again today and he was a bit on the vain side as well and often checked himself over before going out. He looked very handsome and mature if he had he had to say so himself, he thought as he headed out, he was hoping to catch some rays. Lance had slept in and Dave figured he probably needed the extra sleep anyways.
Dave got to the stairs and he could already see that there was no sun out today it looked foggy as hell and as soon as he opened the doors to the deck the humidity hit him like a brick wall it was muggy, humid, hot and foggy all at the same time. Bummer was all he could think of as he began strolling along the deck trying to look out into the ocean and finding it so foggy that he could barely see the ocean against the ships hull. There was absolutely no wind and the more he walked the heavier the air felt, he was beginning to break a sweat as he walked along.
It was so foggy that he couldn't even see ten feet in front of him as he walked now and every so often someone would quite literally come out of the fog going the other way. Some of them were couples and some were pairs of single guys, like he and and his buddy were. Dave wondered as he passed the third set of single guys who were walking together without girls. Dave wondered how many of them had won their trips like he had his from on line, His free trip had only one really weird aspect to it and that was the fact that he was not allowed to give his second ticket to a girl it had to be a guy in order for it to be honored. That was the only thing weird about the rules of the game. He didn't care he wouldn't have taken a girl anyways then he wouldn't be able to fool around and make it with any other girl. and there were plenty of girls on this cruise who were single.
Dave was walking alone and passed yet another set of two guys and then it hit him, every one of the guys who were together were both very handsome and very well built guys Dave wasn't gay or anything but he, was aware of what looks good as far as guys go and he was concerned about the competition on board and to him there seemed to a lot of competition on board.
Then out of the fog came the two girls from yesterday and yesterday night, Dave wished he would have handled that situation better then he dropped his head hoping he could slip by them and maybe they wouldn't see him that clearly. He really wished Lance was with him now so he wouldn't have to face them alone.
Dave was almost passing them when the one he was with stepped right in front of him. Dave almost tripped when she did it. 'Well hello there David!" The girl said Dave swallowed loudly and frantically searched his head in a vain attempt to remember this girls name. He couldn't and he knew she knew he couldn't as well.
"Cindy! ITS CINDY!!!!!! She said in a tone denoting her displeasure in his and Lance's treatment of her and her friend.
"What's the matter Davey did that little boys mind of yours forget my name?? We FUCKED FOR GODS SAKE!! You bastard!!" She almost cried when she said that part. Dave did feel kind of bad about forgetting her name, but she went over board with that little boy shit, He was a man not a boy. So what if she was older then him she wasn't that much older.
"Yea well Im real sorry about yesterday, AHH!! Well bye. I..I Guess." Dave said as he tried to step out of her way. But she mimiced his every move and stood there keeping him from going on his way unless he ran her over or pushed her out of his way she wasn't going anywhere and neither was he, he tried to side step her several times but she just kept standing in front of him no matter which way he went.
"Do you mind Moving out of my way Cindy!" Dave finally said he was getting really pissed off by now.
" Mind you manners little boy! Where you going Davey?" She said talking to him like he was a little kid.
"Ohh!! THAT'S IT MOVE BITCH!!" Dave was getting really pissed off now and he did what he would never do and he pushed her out of his way and began to walk away from them, he looked back over his shoulder to see if they were going to follow him and as he did, she said something he thought sounded like, "You know something Davey?? Your nothing more then a little boy, in a mans body you bastard!" Cindy turned around thinking to herself she wished he was just a little boy then she'd turn him over her knee and teach him a real lesson.
How dare him treat her like he did, that bastard she thought as she and her friend went their own way into the fog bank and disappeared from Dave's view.
The words hit Dave like the foggy muggy air had, like a slam in the face, they actually sent a chill down his spine, he shook his head and continued on his own way. Jesus I could really go for a beer right now he thought as he by passed the cafeteria and headed for the ships club he was at last night. He was 18 and an adult and he was old enough to drink out here and they served alcohol twenty four seven out here. So why not he thought as he went in feeling just slightly weird just about then.
Dave went up to the bar and ordered a drink from the bar tender, it was the same guy who had served him at last nights bon voyage party. He recognized the guy from him refusing to serve his buddy Lance after Lance got to drunk and started to call two of the servers little fags. Dave laughed a bit at that thought and then again he asked the guy for his drink. the guy seemed to be ignoring him every time he asked him for it.
Dave sat there for a few minutes and looked around the club it seemed different to him, he shook his head again it was ringing for some reason and he felt like he was still a little high from the night before drinks he had over indulged in. His whole body felt weird to him now for some reason, He shifted in the bar stool and looked at the bar and then at the bar tender.
"Hey!! Can I get a fucking Beer here dude!!!!" Dave said finally getting sick of being ignored. The bartender walked over to him, looked down at him and glared at him sternly.
"Let's see some ID BOY!" he said coldly. Dave was shocked there was that boy reference shit again! He was getting a little upset now, he shook his head, even on land he had never been asked for an ID yet! Then Dave started to laugh at first thinking it was just a joke. Surely he remembered him from last night, and besides he knew he looked older then eighteen anyways so why the sudden need for an ID, he didn't ask him yesterday night. So the guy was just fucking with his head he was just letting to many things get to him all at the same time that was all this was about.
Dave was sort of pissed off still, but went for his wallet anyways, alcoholic beverages for those old enough weren't free, so he had to pay for it anyways so he figured the guy was just doing his job or maybe he was being watched for some reason like he sold to a minor and got in trouble the night before or something? Dave just shook his head and fumbled around his back pocket till he found his wallet. he couldn't believe there was that much room in these shorts back pockets. He found his wallet and pulled it out it seemed like there was a lot of extra fabric to deal with then he felt should have been there and it hindered his getting the wallet out of the back pocket, the inner lining seemed to follow the wallet out and even the wallet seemed rather big in his hand for some reason.
Dave looked up at the bartender who was now helping someone else and again ignoring him, this just pissed Dave off that much more as he opened the wallet he couldn't help but think his wallet seemed somewhat larger then it was earlier that mourning, Dave looked around the room and tried to remember everything that had happened last night, maybe he pissed this guy off and that was why he was acting this way.
Dave still couldn't help but notice the room seemed to be a lot bigger then it was yesterday night, maybe it was because of the lighting he thought as he fumbled through his wallet and got out his ID and tapped its hard plastic edge on the bars top, even the bar seemed all wrong it seemed to be taller then it was but that couldn't be right. He figured this bar stool was just set lower then the one he was in last night.
Dave turned around on the swivel seat and took in the whole bar as he did it, despite the dark diffused lighting of the bar there was no doubt it seemed to be a lot bigger or at least taller then it was last night. Dave dismissed this thought as the bar tender came back over and asked him to stop tapping his ID on the counter, Dave was doing it subconsciously and apologized for doing it. Dave couldn't help but think his voice sounded higher like he whined out that apology he coughed to clear his throat as the bar tender set a cup of iced down coke or something like that in front of him.
"Cough cough,,"Ughh I..I Asked for a beer dude." Dave said still having problems with his throat, it seemed his voice was all wrong to him, it was way too high and rather effeminate in sound he coughed again and pounded his chest lightly with his fist just to remove the blockage or whatever it was, and then began his question again.
"I..I" Damn he thought" I still sounds funny, oh well I guess I just got some kind of something in my throat or something?' he thought. "I want a beer dude! Alright??" Dave said staring up to look the guy in the face, that seemed all wrong too considering yesterday they were face to face and he was sitting at a bar stool then too. Dave watched as the guy who now looked strangely taller to him and more then just annoyed snatched his ID out of his hand and looked at it and then at him. He was shaking his head with a look of total disgust on his face and he just walked away and went over to another guy behind the bar and showed him the ID and they were both just staring back at him obviously he was the topic of their conversation. The one guy just shook his head as if he were telling him no for some reason.
He started back over never stopping to fill up a mug or even ask him what kind of beer he wanted as he passed the beer cooler. Dave was getting pretty pissed off by now. He could kick this guys ass for treating him like this and this wasn't that big of a ship he would run into this guy when he was off work and then there would be hell to pay, Dave thought as the guy walked over to him looked down at him held the ID up away from Dave just out of his reach like a bully holding some books away from a nerd would do. Dave was getting more and more pissed off by the second, and then the guy reached down and did something Dave was totally not prepared for.
The guy grabbed at the fabric of Dave's tee shirt and snatched a healthy handful of it and before Dave could even react he was being hoisted out of his bar stool by the shirts fabric and being held up rather easily while he was desperately teetering on the foot railing of the stool by the arches of his deck shoes.
"WE DON'T SERVE MINORS HERE BOY!!! GOT IT!!" The guy said still holding him up quite easily. Dave was in total shook no one had ever called him a minor or a boy or for that matter ever treated him like this what the fuck was this guys problem!! And how come he was doing this so easily?? This made no sense at all to Dave!
Dave reached up and and started to grab at his arm and grabbed at the one??? THE ONE HAND!!!!??????? Dave's mind went blank for a second this guy was about two thirds his size? How the fuck was he able to lift him with just one hand??? Dave felt his shorts leaving his thighs as he was being held there helplessly none of this made any sense to him at all but now he was using both his hands to free himself from this guys grip frantically as he felt a cold rush flow around his legs as his shorts feel around his deck shoes exposing most of his legs from his calves to his upper thighs covered now by what felt like his slipping boxer's that were also threatening to go down his legs now.
Dave was clutching this guys wrist and applying all the pressure he could muster in what seemed like a vain attempt to free himself from this guys grip on his shirt when he felt his boxers just leave his thighs also and now he could feel he was totally exposed from the guy holding his shirt all scrunched up at the bottom of his pecs exposing everything from the bottom of his pecs past his abdominal section all the way down to the tops of his feet where his khaki shorts and now boxers were.
Dave ass and cock were in the view of all the patrons there and the bar was filling up with others quite quickly. He felt his face go flush as he was finally released and his now bar ass found the top of his bar stool again squishing his nuts as his ass settled rather abruptly back on the seat.
Dave sat there for a few seconds still quite a bit in shock over what had just happened to him. It took him a minute and the chiding of one of the guys who came in just then for him to come back to reality. "Look at that kid dude's he got his fuckin pants down at the bar man!" Dave shook his head he knew they were talking about him and he looked down only to see something he could not come to grips with that easily he was devoid of most of his once thick pubic hair and his legs were covered in only a wisp of fine light, soft blonde colored hair. and his legs were thin and relatively muscle-less, no wonder his shorts had fallen down and no wonder this guy lifted him up so easily. What the fuck had happened to him and why??
And above all HOW!!!
Dave panicked and stood up knowing he was now the brunt of the jokes and the source for most of the open conversations going on right now. How this happened to him was just a blur now, his mind went into a state of panic as he quickly pulled up his shorts only to find them far to big for him now, he went to step off the stools foot ring and about tripped when he found the floor much farther down then it should have been, that and the fact that his slip on deck shoes came right off his feet as he stumbled forwards and again lost hold of his shorts which in turn went back to where they were leaving the once strapping stud nude from the bottom of his now to big tee shirt to the tops of his now bare feet.
Dave fumbled once again and found his shorts waist band and again pulled them back up his boxers were all bunched up around his now child sized almost bare cock tears welled in his confused eyes as he quite literally ran for the bars door only to find them almost to hard for him to open tears now rolled freely down his barren hairless cheeks as he ran down the deck for the stairs so he could get back down to his room. Dave's world had changed and without much notice or his even feeling it all of reality had become unreality in a few brief moments in time.
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Meanwhile At the ships gym:
Lance had woken up and found Dave gone from their room he got a shower and got dressed and went to where he had planned to go that mourning The ships ample gym and he was working away at a rowing machine trying to impress one of the girls he had met at the party the night before, she remembered him quite well and would rather not get to know him any better if yesterday was any indication as to what kind of guy he really was.
She regretted ever telling him she thought he had a great body, it was like opening Pandora's box and out came this guy who was both rude and obnoxious. He was pushing every guy smaller then him around, trying to show off what he could do and they couldn't do. To her guys like him needed to be taught a lesson in humility. What this guy really needed was to see what the other guys he picked on had to go through just to survive. No what he really needed was to be the smallest guy there then he would learn a lesson she thought as she and her friend took a seat at a table and began to secretly watch him.
Lance watched as she turned her back to him, and she and a friend of equally good looks both went to a table and he could tell she was still copping glances of him, so he figured he wasn't impressing her to much on this machine so he went over to the bench press figuring a show of strength to show how strong he was might change her mind about him or at the least keep her interested him.
Lance loved this cruise ships gym it came with a trainer and 5 assistants more then able and willing to help out the guest's. All he had to do was ask and he got what he wanted and he invoked that rule right then and there asking if one of the six guys there could spot for him while he worked out. Two volunteered right away, and one of them was the handsome personal trainer who's badge read Renee, well it seemed he was already being watched by some people at least. Lance accepted the help of the personal trainer of coarse, and thanked the other one and he and this very handsome and very capable young personal trainer went to the bench where the two discussed his needs and both began to prepare the bar with the appropriate weights needed.
Sharron and her friend watched them the whole time.
"You like the big guy don't you Sharron?" Tanya asked as she watched the young personal trainer with more then just intent in mind.
"Yea I loved to see him go down a bit that's what I would really like to see." Sharron wasn't to sure why she said that or even really why it had become such an issue for her. She shook her head to clear it and smiled as she watched Tanya staring at the strapping young black haired personal trainer.
"He is cute isn't he Tanya?" Sharron watched Tanya as she watched every move the guy made at him.
"Yea he is but look at his hair line, it's receding already and he must be still in his early twenties, 25 at the most." Tanya said almost pouting over his demise.
"I would wager to bet he's not even 25 yet. But so what? So the guys hair lines retreating, a lot of guys start to lose their hair early and never really lose it all. Besides it looks good on him. Well I think it does at least." Sharron said as she waved for the gyms waitress to come over to their table. Sharron looked out the gyms grand window and stared into the thick fog their ship had been in for the past two days all she really wanted right then was to lay out in the sun by the pool and this what they got instead two full days of relentless fog. at least the view in here was good she thought as she scoped out the gym and its more then average gathering of health nuts as she called them and herself.
Lance was just getting ready for his first lift and Renee, was all smiles as he spotted for the hunk of a man, even he was envious of this guys build it was tight perfect and massive all at the same time. While his own build was more the extreme in the wiry area of body building builds Lances was the non extreme in bodybuilders builds, it was neither too bulked out as to be restricted in movement or posture, and yet it was so huge in area it screamed of its existence it's very presence was over powering and yet all inviting too look at.
At 6'3" inches tall and 230 Lbs all muscle what else could he look like but inviting? Sharron wasn't totally giving him a thumbs up that was for sure. She watched Lance lifted the heavy 220 Lbs bar up for two full sets of ten lifts each and then he decided apparently that he could do even more. Sharron watched him and Renee add more weight to the bar Lance and Renee put on 25 more pounds per side. Sharron nudged her buddy and Tanya looked back at the two guy adding the weight to the bar.
"See he's just a fucking air head show off honey, he's not worth the effort trust me." Tanya said to Sharron her eyes never really left the two guys when she said it. She was watching the handsome trainer help the to her, dumb looking guy Sharron would not admit she was infatuated with.
Tanya watched Renee for about ten full minutes when she looked over at Sharron who had a smile on her face it seemed almost devious in look like she was planning something evil or something. Tanya had never seen her have that kind of a look before it actually scared her a bit.
"What's on your mind girl??" Tanya asked quite seriously.
"I think all this fog has me so bored I'm day dreaming and coming up with all these evil thoughts and all. I don't know Im sorry." Sharron said in a voice that kind of a questioned her own thoughts, it existed for a few seconds and then it seemed like she was right back in that weird world she was again.
For some weird reason that was even weird to her Sharron was thinking about how these two guys would feel if they were radically different from what they were now.
She had never really looked at anyone and thought these thoughts before but for some reason these thoughts had a certain eroticism to them. She pictured Renee as older, a lot older in his early sixties or so, she wondered what his body would go through as it aged to that age rather rapidly. The fact that the young stud was already balding, a fact Tanya brought up. had given her the idea of rapid aging to begin with and she just couldn't get these weird thoughts out of her head.
For Lance it was different, she did love the way he was built and all, but she could not shake the thoughts of the way he had acted the night before pushing those smaller guys around and being generally a bully. It now dominated her opinion of this guy, great body or not.
She wanted to see how this stud reacted when he was the smallest guy on the ship nothing less would do for the guy as far as she was concerned. Why was she thinking like this? What was going through her head right now?? she stared back outside and into the light blue, somewhere sunlit fog and sighed. Would this shit ever clear would the ship ever be back on coarse again? And If not where the hell were they?
She shook her head cleared her mind and began to watch the guys again. Lance was ready to try to lift the heavy weights for the fifth time by now, Sharron watched as he began the lift, a chill ran down her spine and she openly moved to accommodate it as it traveled through her. It felt good it felt powerful!
It also felt directed and right at Lance. he too winced, he had a sudden chill. She could have sworn goose bumps formed on both of them at the same time, his she saw, hers she felt. Needless to say something was about to happen and she was fully aware of it and she really didn't seem to mind it either!!
A second chill,, and it was show time. Sharron looked her intended victims over and took in every detail of them, what they wore, what they sounded like, their very looks as personified by their actions, all the subtle nuances that made them what they were right now as if it were very important all of the sudden.
Lance was wearing a tight pair of grey colored boxer brief type lifting shorts that went halfway down his thickly muscled legs and showed off his ass quite nicely above that he wore a wife beater tee that was stretched to the brink with his bristling muscular pecs, massive delts and tight eight pack abs.
Renee was shirtless, and every finely tuned muscle revealed itself in all it unclothed glory a testament to his fortitude and commitment in physical perfection. He wore only tight fitting shorts but his were shorter allowing his well muscled quads all the air they needed but still touching just the tops of them. Both guys shorts were tight enough to allow you to see both were well endowed indeed.
Lance had no idea of what was about to happen to him. His grand effort of showing off, was about to be thwarted and thwarted but good. His sixth lift would be his last time he ever lifted this amount of weight again. A very happy to be able to lift the weight Lance smiled on this, his last lift. He smiled at her, she did not smile back though.
Just as Lance reached the apogee of his lift, his mighty arms extended to fullest of their reach, the changes began. Lance suddenly felt the weight of the bar was seemingly increasing, he struggled to hold it up, his forehead began to glisten with sweat that beaded up into drops that in turn began to roll down the sides of his face. Lance thought maybe he just getting wore out and it was time to go back down to a weight that was more for work outs then showing off.
Before he could really even begin to bring the weight back down safely he had begun to loose strength and size, he no longer could have brought the weights down with the control needed to prevent real injury without help. Luckily for him Renee was a good spotter and he felt the bar becoming more his burden then it was before, a classic event when spotting for someone His own grip and tension on the bar increased enough for two of them to lower the bar safely to Lance's chest, where it rested on still firm and strong pecs but as they both began to lift it to the bars holding clamps both found the weight to now be to much for even their combined efforts.
Lance struggled as best as he could to try to lift the weight off his chest it seemed like it was increasing in weight and was now actually beginning to crush his chest and it was becoming harder to even breath with the weight bearing down on a chest that was unbenounced to him becoming less prominent, less firm and much to his future dismay a lot less muscular.
"HELP ME!!!" Lance screamed as best as he could as the weight bore down heavier then ever on his thinning chest, Renee could not believe he could not help him, he too was changing now aging quickly and as he struggled as hard as he could to help the thinning guy lift the weights his hair that was predisposed to falling out anyways accelerated that event and clumps of it fell onto Lance's face and shrinking chest in combed clumps that just fell out leaving behind balding areas that took on the look of a quickly receding hair line.
The balding of the back of his once thickly covered head had dropped similar clumps of combed hair all around his feet as he stood there unaware of any of that happening on the back of his head and yet he was fully aware of the clumps that fallen onto Lance's face and thinning torso. Tanya was right about his hair loose and before Renee ever got to be thirty he would have been totally bald from the front of his head to back with just the sides remaining haired. Renee was aging at a year every 20 seconds now and in that brief time it took before help arrived and the bar was removed from Lance's chest by two other guys Renee had aged a full seven years.
Renee stumbled back away from the shrinking hulk as soon as the burden of keeping the weights from crushing Lance was removed from him. what he saw was to him a strange and unreal site here in front of him lying down so impressively to start with was guy who had lost a lot of his build in a matter of moments to him. shock wasn't the word to describe his thoughts at all right then AWE would have sufficed needless to say but in any case he had his own problem to deal with that hair that fell onto this thinning guys chest was HIS!!!
As he backed away from Lance in a desperate attempt to get away from him for fear of catching what ever this guy had, his feet shuffled through the remaining locks of his hair that had comprised the hair on the top of his head. His hair that covered the top of his head was now all gone, only an ear level ring of salt and pepper colored hair remained on the still handsome studs head, time had taken other things too like the firmness of his build his pecs hung more loosely from his chest sagged would better describe them, his arms had dwindled in size and strength and now more of his biceps hung down then went up, love handles replaced his tight firm waist line at the sides and a soft roll of fatty mass now hung over looser fitting shorts where tight abs once were. His ass no longer jutted out but rather hung flatly from his back side. Looser fitting shorts hung precariously from his waist and weaker less worked legs showed beneath them a soft yet fuller layer of grey hairs now comprised his body's hair where brown hair used to be.
Lance now fully aware he had too had changed climbed off the bench only to find he needed to support his shorts or suffer even further embarrassment by having them fall from his waist line he was now a third or more lighter and weaker then he was just moments ago and still growing weaker with every seconds tick. panic and fear now ruled where confidence once screamed dominance. lance's body had changed dramatically his muscles that said he was superior to most now said he was but average if that, and they were still growing smaller.
lance's body had dropped down to about 150 Lbs and his height had dropped as well from 6'3" to 5'9" and still dropping his socks no longer hugged massive calves anymore they hung loosely free of restraint and free to sag down to gravity's call his shoes were becoming impossibly large for his shrinking feet and every step away from the accursed bench press that he figured was the cause of all of this had him loosing size, height and strength. Lance's mind was a quagmire of emotions and no answers no way of fighting this horrible lose of his body's once impressive size.
Sharron was in as much awe as the rest of the gyms crowd everyone was watching this event unfold before them. The relentless fog and the fact that their ship was hopelessly lost in the infamous Bermuda Triangle, was bad enough but to see two strapping young men change so radically and so quickly had all of them scared to death now. Even Sharron who had inadvertantly done this to these guys was baffled and scared now.
Neither Renee or Lance had reach the climax of their changes yet and both were desperate to do anything to stop the changes and both looked so helpless and confused. Lance bolted for the door to the gym finding his changes still happening to him as he ran for the glass doors his shoes coming off his feet and nearly tripping him as he bolted through the door and onto the fog covered deck now only over sized socks that were half way off his shrinking feet kept his skin from feeling the decks fog wet surface.
The deck was nearly empty of anyone and those that were there quickly got out of Lance's way as he ran as fast as he could for his cabin.
Meanwhile in gym an aging personal trainer stood frozen in fear as his body aged rapidly he went through his thirties and then his forties and so on till a near seventy year old man now stood where a strapping stud had been weak legs shook as they struggled to hold up his age ravaged body, his gut now prominent stuck out covered in almost pure white hair even his pubic hair was now white and a shriveled up reminder of his once fine member remained as a torturous reminder for him later after all of this sunk in.
He stood there as long as his legs would allow him too, and that wasn't too long either he soon collapsed to the floor and sat there as the gym emptied of its patrons quickly, all running from the unknown. Sharron and Tanya joined that crowd in its exodus of this cursed room. While they ran out some of the crew members came rushing in only to see a haggard old man sitting on the ground dressed in a young guys work out shorts that looked to big and out of place on him he was crying into his hands, too weak and old to even help himself to his feet.
Lance was having his own problems as well he was still shrinking in size and strength with every step he took and now his weight was under one hundred pounds, frail arms tried desperately to maneuver swinging doors that were becoming to heavy for him to push open easily any more. His legs were so thin that he had lost one of his socks already and the other was barely still hanging on to his thinning small frail foot. His shorts looked like a grown ups would on a small boy his tee shirt hung down mid way to his knees now. He was panicking badly when he finally got to his cabin and found that the door was thankfully opened already.
By now Lance weighed in at only 75 Lbs and was only 5'2" tall he was crying badly now as he rushed into the room and closed the door so no one could see what had happened to him. he swung around and saw what to him was a kid of maybe 12 or 13 at best he too was crying he standing in front of their mirrored closet doors and bawling like a baby.
The boy turned around and stopped crying as he looked at lance and recognized him as Lance but as a short very thin skinny as hell version of the once powerful jock.
"What happened to us! A much younger yet bigger then Lance was, Dave said. He walked over to the sobbing Lance and put his bigger arm around the frailer littler guy.
The fog was taking its toll on the young men of this cruise and it wasn't done with them yet.