	Rod smiled as he spied the large black horse that often bothered so many of his friends during school. The horse's name was Zach, although it didn't matter much to the red wolf. He knew that the horse often stayed in the local room. Rod never knew why but Zach always made sure he left last.

	Rod knew because of that he had a great chance to get at the horse without anyone interfering. The wolf pulled out a water gun that glowed green and his wicked smirk grew even wider. With careful steps, Rod went into the shower area of the locker room where the star was washing up.

	Zach was impressive in size to say the least. The horse was well over eight feet tall, with a strong body to match. Rod wondered if he had a brain to match but doubted it. Without any more delay the red wolf fired a good portion of the water gun's green liquid, hitting the horse. 

	Zach turned around as he felt something strangely slimy splash him before simply disappearing.  His dark eyes met a small red wolf who was only a few inches taller than five feet tall. Annoyance and anger filled the horse's features as he took a few steps out of the shower and moved forward.

	Rod glanced down at the horse's equipment and couldn't help but have a grin wash on his face at the nearly knee slapping length. It seemed unlikely that Zach was a grower but he sure was a shower. The wolf's smile remained on his face as he looked up at the massive horse.

	Zach huffed deeply to scare off the wolf, yet he seemed more interested in grinning at him wildly then running for his life. Zach took a few steps forward and blinked for a moment as everything seemed to get only slightly larger.

	"I see it is starting." Rod said with a smirk. Zach's expression remained confused but the horse had lost a few inches in height and more were to follow. Rod's wicked grin only grew till it was comparable to that of a slasher smile.

	"You see the answer is simple. You harass my friends, so I decided pay back was in order. I bet right now you are finding it hard to stay balanced, even feeling a tiny bit sick am I right? It's a side effect of a constant changing of your center of gravity." Rod explained and indeed Zach did feel dizzy. Thoughts of being poisoned or not trailed through Zach's mind.  Wasn't the wolf shorter when he came in?

	Rod walked up to the now seven foot horse, his face still contorted into that near demonic grin. "Oh yes I'm sure you noticed the size difference by now. I can assure you it only gets smaller from here." The red wolf said. His hands went to fondle the horse's manhood. As he expected, though the shaft throbbed and increased slightly in thickness, the touch barely did a thing for length.  Zach was not one to tolerate shit however and threw a punch at the Wolf.

	Rod easily grabbed the hand of the horse and held it there. Although the reduction was in his hand was minor it amused Rod as he felt the horse's hand reducing in his hand slowly. Zach struggled to be released from the wolf's hold but he couldn't get away. Fear struck in Zach's heart as his eyes met the wolf's and the two's gaze was at the same level. 

	Rod's hand once more returned to the horse's shaft and the red wolf once more pulled out the water gun with the green glowing liquid. "But of course, we can't let you keep THIS." Rod said highly amused, his hand squeezing the horse's shaft tightly as he said this. Rod's expression swiftly changed into a pout to the horse that was a few inches shy of five feet. "Well not completely remove but, big isn't the order for the day. Rod said and his pout was erased for that demented grin.

	Zach watched in horror as the red wolf fired the green gun onto his shaft, and the hot member twitched the moment the strange liquid made contact with the manhood. The green slime was cold to the touch of his most private part and made a shiver run down his spine. The horror came when his shaft started to twitch rapidly and shrink right before his eyes. Before the shaft reached up to his knee but each twitch brought it closer to his hips till it stopped at about halfway down his thigh.

	Rod's dark green eyes glowed down at the horse and coddled the now much smaller shaft. "There a fitting size to your reduced body." Rod said and Zach couldn't help but blush. The black horse stopped shrinking at roughly four feet in height, much shorter than the almost six foot wolf... Wait he was five feet before. The thought screamed in Zach's mind.

	"Oh your eyes say you noticed part two of this little game. Why yes I did grow a foot. But I think we need to pick up the pace." Rod said and pulled out a small glowing red bottle. With a twist of the cap, the liquid went down Rod's throat and he moaned loudly. The red wolf's form already had stretched his clothing from his first growth, but with the potion added, he grinned and flexed his arms. Each second that passed gave both size and definition to his form. The shirt sleeves stretched to the point of tearing on his massive arms and with one final flex they did just that. His height also grew as his form expanded and the simple cloth could not keep up.

	Without much care for the modest construct, claws dug in and destroyed what remained of his outfit.  Rod smirked and moaned as the final part of his growth kicked in and the throbbing sheath stretched wider in front of Zach. The horse's express was one of terror as the sheath continued to stretch, wider and wider. Red peaked out of the opening of the sheath and Rod's slasher smile returned as hormones flushed his body. The shaft filled up with blood and the head's length poked out of the sheath fully, yet the head was at least up to the massive wolf's belly button and the shaft still grew. 

	Zach was slammed down onto the lock room floor by one of Rod's feet, pinning him down. Zach looked up in horror at the nine foot tall, massively muscled red wolf. The black horse's shaft throbbed due to all the musk in the locker room. The musk came heavily from the shaft that stopped at the wolf's shaft, nightmarishly thick. Rod's slasher smile somehow grew even more wicked and only a few words escaped his muzzle. Each word was a deep bass echo that shook Zach to the core and reverberated inside his ribcage.

	"Time to break in the new toy." 
	
