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", "writing": "Sizing down by Pent Ghelsburg\n\nDisclaimer: The characters depicted in this work are purely fictional. Any resemblance to persons alive or dead is purely coincidental. They are the original and rightful intellectual property of their creators. I use them with permission and respect. This work involves underaged characters and sexual content. You have been warned. \n\nHard work…the grind of the everyday churn of monotony. The innate desire to better oneself…to be the best at something. A self-driven yearning for the same is never enough. Always pushing and never stopping. The very epitome of the most athletic of us. Those who find themselves in gyms or else wise practicing whatever sport tickles their fancy. Yet whether professional or amateur, the self-interested nature of some of these folks is ever apparent.\n\nArlo was a young adult in the prime of his life. He was just entering the first few years of his college tenure at a local university. He attended the school on a partially paid scholarship under the auspice of tennis. A sport that he'd gotten to know as a youth and one he shared with his parents who also found solace in the same. He was by no means headed to any professional opens but he was good enough that he landed a place on the school squad.\n\nThe young man was a German shepherd who was far from the best student. He skirted by on the skin of his teeth as his priorities were elsewhere. The time required by the tennis club was much more than he expected. The school he was attending was one that fell under the division one title that had been established by the college organization of athletics. It was considered the most prestigious and also the most competitive.\n\nIn his first year, he'd had a total of 30 matches. His school had ended up in the Eastern Conference title match, which meant he got to play even more games. Despite not being the best on the team, he was expected to play since the school was evaluated for grants based on participation as well as performance. So it wasn't until shortly before his summer break that things slowed down and he got a little rest time.\n\nThe tennis season always started at the beginning of the new year as it was considered a spring sport. It was now nearing that time of year when the tennis team was preparing to gear up for the coming year. It was the end of the year and the inside arena that the school had established for tennis had been set up and prepared. All of the players were expected to practice as well as work out in preparation for the upcoming season.\n\nArlo had been working out a few days a week with his regimen rotating between strength and endurance training. He was by no means considered a gym rat but he took his responsibilities seriously enough that he was in there frequently. After all his parents told him that if he didn't keep it up he would likely lose his scholarship. The German shepherd was well aware that his athletic involvement was one of the only things keeping his head above water in school.\n\n\tLately, Arlo has been spending a lot of time in the athletic center. The gym was just part of his routine. One of the things unique about it was the fact that the university shared its facilities with the local secondary school. More often than not the college-aged students would have to share the space with the older secondary students who were on one team or another. Of course, it was off-limits to the younger ones as it was seen as a way to transition the older ones right into university.\n\n\tArlo had always been a friendly guy. He was a social dog who loved to make new friends. Often showing his skills and gift of the gab to anyone who might hear it. Some of the frequent visitors to the establishment while others ignored him. The young adult had a lithe but defined body. Still, he was not quite muscular enough to stand out in the crowd of many others who were far better in shape than he was.\n\n\tLately, the German shepherd had been encountering a 12th-grade student by the name of Skip. Skip was a lean weasel whose lanky body had not caught up with his form that had not quite filled out yet. The weasel was a member of the secondary school's cricket squad. A sport of which Arlo had no understanding, except for its occasional showing on local sports shows. Still, despite their difference in age, the two had hit it off.\n\n\tSkip was slightly smaller than Arlo himself. The younger teen had taken too kindly to him when he found out the dog was into building models. Building small makeshift representations of cars was something the young adult had always been into. Constructing everything from the classic vehicles of the 50s and 60s to more modern designs and even some concept cars. The younger teen on the other hand preferred boats but it was still something they had in common.\n\n\tArlo had even invited him over twice now, to work on a project he'd started recently. A recreation of the Thunderbird that he fully anticipated to paint candy red. It was a version of the 1956s iteration of the vehicle complete with flared lamps and a finned back end. He had even gotten the convertible version of it, hoping to make the completion of the model just a bit more challenging than it normally was.\n\n\tThe younger teen was all too keen to join in on the fun. Skip sort of looked up to Arlo as a sort of mentor to him, even if the younger teen had never admitted it. When they were in the gym, the weasel had seen it as a chance to prove himself. Constantly trying to impress the young man and even going out of his way to show off. Over time as things had progressed between them, Skip had started to develop a crush on his friend.\n\n\tThe German shepherd had never given off that he was gay or even interested in other men. Mostly keeping to himself in the gym and keeping his eyes from wandering. Arlo was a respectable man who didn't ogle even if his sexuality slanted in that way. Though to Skip, who now found himself interested in the older male, couldn't be sure and never made an advance or move to show he was interested.\n\n\tOne day, that was all to change. Arlo had a long day with his university classes. Even now he was still in entry-level courses, they were often difficult and always boring to him. The German shepherd especially struggled in math, a fact that made his professor talk to him more than he might have liked. Already late in the first quarter of the class, he was in danger of failing. The female teacher warned him as such and immediately the young man became a bit stressed about it.\n\n\tSince he was on the tennis team and receiving the scholarship, he had to keep his grades above a certain point. To put it simply, he was not allowed to fail anything. Any course that failed for a quarter put him on watch. But if he failed the class outright, he would be given but one chance to make it up before being put on academic leave. It was a risk he wasn't willing to take and something he didn't want to hear from his parents about.\n\n\tArlo had another long day of classes. His math professor had chastised him yet again. He was beyond frustrated and looking forward to letting out steam. The German shepherd wasted no time in going straight to the gym. The young man knew he had stashed a change of clothing there as he always did. Making his way down the pathways that connected the academic areas of the school to the athletic one.\n\n\tIn this district, there was the gym, an arena, as well as a few play fields. Most of the sports were included in the university. Continuing onward, he headed toward the gym that was situated on the far left side of the area. The gym was a large dome-shaped building that was easily spottable among all of the other generic buildings the school had built. The school's flag and the flag of the country flew above it.\n\n\tThe young man headed into it, checking in with the front desk. All they did was scan his university identification. He could hear the sounds of weights clanking and machine joints pushing back and forth. The smell of the place was clean despite many furs sweating inside. They kept it up to the hygiene standards of the school as they didn't want germs or illness to circulate. After they cleared him, he went inside.\n\n\tArlo made his way to the back of the main area, which led directly to the locker rooms. The locker rooms split off into the different genders with signs designating each of them. He sectioned off to the men's room where he found the locker that had been assigned to him. Sure enough, he spotted his younger friend Skip dashing around the locker room. It appeared one of the other college students was giving him a hard time.\n\n\tThe German shepherd had no tolerance for bullying. Without hesitation, he stepped in and separated them. Arlo was significantly taller than the other man. Simply looking at him was enough to get them off Skip's back. Shuffling away without a word, with their tail between their legs. The weasel teen looked at the dog with a look of admiration in his eyes. His affection for his older friend seemed to grow with each passing day.\n\n\t\"Thanks for helping me out.\" Skip said with a look of gratitude on his face.\n\n\tArlo smiled and nodded at him. \"No problem. Sorry, he gave you a hard time.\"\n\n\t\"It's fine. I know the college students don't like us here.\" The mustelid frowned a bit.\n\n\tThe bigger male rolled his eyes. \"Perhaps but that doesn't mean they can treat you like that. Come on, let's go work out.\"\n\n\tThe German shepherd put away his stuff and changed in front of the younger teen. It wasn't the first time Arlo had changed in front of people but it was the first time he'd done so in front of the teen. Skip watched him with interest, taking a keen awareness of his somewhat lean body. The younger teen tried to divert his gaze as he didn't want his stare to be discovered. The weasel waited a few minutes until his friend was done.\n\n\tThey soon returned back to the main floor of the gym. Both of them had grabbed a bottle of water on the way out. Cold refreshments were freely given at the establishment in an effort to get the students to participate more. Making their way over to the stretching mat where they began to talk about school. Eventually, the conversation turned to the difficulties the\n older male was facing.\n\n\t\"Professor Fronler is being unreasonable. He knows I am bad at math. He won't give me extra credit or anything to help my grades. I'm doomed…\" Arlo sighed as he truly believed his academic career was in jeopardy.\n\n\tSkip gazed over at him with a look of concern in his eyes. \"Math? Maybe I could help you. I'm pretty good at math. It's my best subject.\"\n\n\t\"Really? You think you could?\" Arlo wasn't about to turn down help when offered, especially in his current situation.\n\n\tThe younger teen shrugged. \"I can try. I don't see why I couldn't just help you study at the very least.\"\n\n\t\"Cool, I would appreciate it.\" The German shepherd hugged his smaller friend for a quick moment.\n\n\tThe sudden show of affection caught the smaller teen off guard. Of course, he didn't mind it, almost finding himself leaning into it before pulling back. It didn't remain like that for very long before they went back to what they were doing. They soon returned to the workout routine in which they originally planned on engaging. The whole time, what had just happened remained on Skip's mind as possibilities…of something more began to run rampant.\n\n\tThey worked out for a good few hours before both of them were tired. Skip had already texted his mother while doing leg exercises. Of course, he was old enough that she wasn't worried about what he wanted to do, so long as he told her about it. His mother confirmed It was fine and so the teen's plan was set into motion. The two of them headed back to the locker room, each of them a bit fatigued from the physical activity they had just engaged in.\n\n\tOnce inside, they separated giving Skip some time to go through his things. In his locker was a small bottle of pills. He had specially ordered it in hopes of getting the older male in the mood. He was going to spring his little secret on his long-standing crush. They were an expired batch but he didn't care, so long as he got what he wanted. Still…he wouldn't do anything unless it was something that Arlo wanted.\n\n\tArlo showed Skip to his car once they were ready to leave. It wasn't the first time he'd taken it but today he was a mix of nerves and excitement. The weasel took a deep breath and gathered his thoughts before speaking.\n\n\t\"Hey, Arlo…we've known each other for a while now right?\" The teen looked over at the dog from the passenger seat.\n\n\tThe German shepherd didn't take his eyes off the road. \"Yeah, what about it?\"\n\n\t\"I was thinking…have you ever thought about what it would be like if we were more than friends?\" The teen said as he bit his lips in anticipation.\n\n\tThe bigger male hesitated before answering. \"You mean like in a relationship?\"\n\n\t\"Yeah…would you be interested?\" The mustelid stared at his crush intently.\n\n\tArlo was a bit stunned by his forwardness. \"I am a little surprised you're interested. I suppose we do have a bit in common.\"\n\n\t\"Right, so would you be interested?\" The weasel gritted his hands in his lap.\n\n\tThe young adult thought about it for a moment. \"Sure, I don't see why we couldn't try. We already hang out enough as it is. Besides, I do think you're handsome.\"\n\n\t\"Thanks, I think your good looking as well. I've kind of been holding out on telling you for a while.\" Skip decided to just clean with the entirety of his secret.\n\n\tThe bigger male couldn't help but blush a bit. \"I'm flattered.\"\n\n\tThey continued talking about nothing specific as they headed toward Arlo's apartment. He lived on campus in a shared housing unit but had his own space. The German shepherd pulled into the parking and they walked out together. Now holding hands as if they'd been dating for some time. They'd been pretty close before but now things were on an entirely different level. Making their way upstairs, they headed inside the dog's flat.\n\n\tArlo had a small space to call his own. It was a one-bedroom unit with a private bathroom. His so-called roommate lived in an adjoining unit that was just a wall away. The only thing connecting them was a small hallway and a closet space which they split off. The dog also had his own storage space inside his unit, though it was much smaller than the main one. He and Skip took their shoes off and entered the apartment.\n\n\tThe dog and his friend brought their stuff back to Arlo's room. It was sparsely decorated since the school only allowed so much of it. A few band posters and some various small furnishings were the only things in it other than a desk and bed. Arlo had left his math stuff on the desk from the other day, sitting together on a small sofa. Even before his lecture from the professor, he knew he was doing poorly and now he had help.\n\n\tSkip helped him with what was on the table in front of them. The so-called college-level algebra was not much different from what the weasel had learned the previous year. The mustelid had tutored kids younger than himself before so doing the same for the dog was no different for him. The two of them worked together on it for a bit. Surprisingly enough to Arlo the younger boy seemed to be a much better teacher than his professor was.\n\n\tThey were able to finish the assignment in question without much of an issue. Skip even helped Arlo in reviewing some of the other concepts that he was unsure of. The younger boy knew his friend would need reinforcement in the future. It was something they would tackle when the time came. However as the day continued to whittle away, the younger teen became restless and his mind started to wander a bit.\n\n\t\"Now that we're done…maybe we can do something else?\" The weasel said with an almost suggestive undertone to his voice.\n\n\tArlo wasn't naïve enough to not know what he was getting at. \"Heh, already? You're a bit of a perv. Aren't you?\"\n\n\t\"Maybe I am. What's it to you?\" The smaller teen rubbed up against his new boyfriend's shoulder as if to coax him into it.\n\n\tThe German shepherd chuckled at him. \"You're funny. You know that?\"\n\n\t\"So…do you wanna?\" Skip ignored the question instead focusing entirely on what he wanted.\n\t\n\tThe older male couldn't help but be curious. \"I suppose you won't say no…will you?\"\n\t\n\t\"Is that a yes, then?\" The mustelid stared at him with a smirk on his face.\n\n\tArlo simply nodded. He wasn't about to say no to the younger teen who seemed so interested in him. The younger teen got up from his chair and went over to his bag. Pulling out one of the light blue pills and holding it against his boyfriend's lip. The German shepherd hadn't seen what it was but he was almost certain he knew what it was. Gently he slipped his tongue out and swallowed the pill without hesitation.\n\n\n\tThere was no taste to the pill but the older male could feel it dissolve on his tongue. A slight fizzing sensation on his tastebuds made it all too obvious that it was one of those quick-release medications. Arlo was completely under the assumption that it was one of those ED pills. He wasn't entirely sure why his new boyfriend was giving it to him. But by this point, it was far too late to back out.\n\nThe weasel smiled at him before taking him over to the sofa in the living room. Skip had been looking forward to this moment for a while. He'd been holding back on his true feelings out of fear that the dog might not have felt the same way he did. Yet, now that didn't seem to be the case. Had his mind not been focused on the here and now he might have thought about the time he'd wasted getting it off his chest sooner rather than later.\n\n\tThe two of them softly kissed on the lips. A smattering of fur and skin betwixt between them as their embrace transcended anything else around them. Arlo was feeling a bit lightheaded, though he attributed it to the fact that he was ever so slowly getting into the mood with whatever the younger boy was wanting from him. The mustelid even went as far as to slip his tongue into the other male's mouth, exploring a bit.\n\n\tThe newly minted lovebirds separated for a moment. Their eyes intertwined with each other as if staring into the other's soul. It was almost as if they were meant to be together. A moment passed before either of them moved. Skip placed his hand on Arlo's thighs which made the older male smile a bit. The airiness in his head was becoming more prominent now almost like he was experiencing completely aloofness.\n\n\tSkip leaned forward and used the full weight of his body against the larger male. Arlo was all too willing to give in and simply allowed him to push him over. The weasel now found himself straddling the other, except that one of his legs was behind him due to being on the couch. Soon he leaned in, his elongated and thin snout pressed against the young adult's neck. Giving him a light love bite there as Arlo felt a light burning sensation course through his body,\n\n\tThe teen fiddled with Arlo's zipper. His body seemed to be heavier than it was just moments ago. The German shepherd squirmed a bit as if trying to deal with an increased pressure that he could not quite explain. Yet, he was much too into this to go back now. Skip looked at him with the same look of desire in his gaze. Pulling the fly down and adjusting himself a bit to give him the freedom to do so.\n\n\tArlo was feeling even more warmth in his body. A balmy sensation not just around his loins but the entirety of his body. His shirt seemed a bit more roomy than it had moments ago. Pointing it as the fact that he was pushed completely flat against the sofa. It didn't take long for Skip to find what he was looking for. Surprisingly the older male wore briefs, something he wasn't expecting for a man his age.\n\n\tSkip looked down at him with a half-amused gaze. His hand soon found its way square over Arlo's bits. The sudden touch sent a jolt down his spine, rocking his whole body in a rather abrupt feeling of fuzziness. The mustelid's body pressed against him even more as his weight continued to press even more firmly against him.\n The older male was now struggling to maintain his place of assumed comfort, even squirming more obviously to get comfortable. The sudden and abrupt movements made the younger teen a bit self-aware.\n\n\"Are you, alright?\" He stopped what he was doing.\n\nThe dog forced a smile. \"Do you think you could get off me? You're kind of heavy…\"\n\nArlo felt stupid for admitting his issue but the weight was becoming too much to bear. Skip felt bad and eased himself up off his boyfriend. Slowly the older male sat upward, his legs were still sore from where the other had straddled in. Now the two sat side by side, their eyes looking into one another's gaze. The weasel looked at him, almost staring at him and half believing that something was off.\n\nThe sudden thought ran through his mind as he considered it. Arlo had always been bigger than he was in just about every way. Yet now…they stared at eye level into one another's gaze. Even if they were sitting down, it didn't seem like everything was the way it was. The teen looked at him closer, Arlo's shirt seemed to hang about him looser. Still, he said nothing about it.\n\nSkip's mind soon returned to the task at hand as his touch returned to the older male's lap, right around Arlo's thighs and lap. The dog smiled at him, feeling much better about the situation now. Skip's touch was much more enjoyable now as it gravitated along his groin area. The warming sensation soon returned to his body as the dog let out a soft sigh. It didn't take long before he popped a stiffy and the teen smirked at him slightly.\n\n\"You're easy, you know that?\" The weasel said as he continued to tease the older male with his touch.\n\nArlo rolled his eyes. \"Whatever…\"\n\nThe mustelid grinned at him and cupped his palm over Arlo's bits. The tepid feeling in his body continued to swelter within. Arlo even had a fever as the skin beneath his fur turned a bit red. His line of sight dipped just below his boyfriends whose gaze now sat slightly above his own. Little did he realize it but the young man was shrinking. The two of them were so completely focused on the moment that neither of them had noticed it just yet.\n\nSkip tightened his grip as the bottom of the dog's t-shirt seemed to dip down just a bit further than before. He chalked it up to being slumped where they were sitting. Slowly he draws one of the tips of his claws against it, almost as if teasing the older male. Arlo whined a bit as his member twitched beneath the touch. His red rocket was already fully out of its sheath and he badly wanted more of what the younger teen was giving him.\n\nThe temperate burning inside him was now causing Arlo to perspire slightly. A few drips of sweat poured from his forehead, quickly absorbed by his fur. With each passing second his desire was growing…and so too was the shirt he was wearing. So too was the fabric of his underwear becoming slightly loose as it no longer clung against his form. Skip lightly squeezed his shaft and slid it against his body, causing his knot to throb in anticipation.\n\nThat sudden show of indulgence sent a sizzling feeling of euphoria down Arlo's spine. He now tilted his head up a bit to look at the younger fur. It was almost as if…he'd gotten bigger. He told himself it couldn't be possible. Closing his eyes, convincing himself that it didn't matter. All he cared about at this moment was feeling good…giving into his own increasing need for satisfaction. Arlo let a gentle sigh as he could feel himself getting more and more worked up.\n\nSkip gazed over at his boyfriend. The top of the older male's head was now clearly visible. A thought occurred to him, was he slouching? Could Arlo be completely relaxed in the moment? A simple examination of him was not enough to give it away. Slowly he began stroking it and with each movement he made, it seemed that the dog slipped further and further into the chair. It was only after a few seconds of this that he finally realized what was happening.\n\nThe mustelid stared at his boyfriend who was by all means entirely swallowed by his shirt now. Skip finally stopped what he was doing as the concern for what was happening before him became very real.\n\n\"Dude…you're getting…smaller?\" The weasel said as he lifted his touch.\n\nArlo whined a bit, clearly in a state of lurid need. \"Don't stop…please…\"\n\n\"But you're…\" Skip was interrupted before he could finish.\n\nArlo took his hand and placed it right over the dog's flesh. The mustelid could feel him pulsating. It was clear he was getting closer. Despite every instinct telling him not to…he began to stroke it ever so softly between his fingers. The temperate warmth in his body began to build again as he could feel his desire peaking to its utmost. The teen kept his attention but maintained his gaze upward to monitor the other male's body.\n\n\nSkip watched him carefully, the older male's form diminished slowly but surely in front of his eyes. The formerly taller and broader male slipped away into the very confines of his shirt. The thing swallowed him in mere moments. Arlo was completely lost in the euphoria of the moment. Seconds later, his bits exploded into the teen's touch. The warmth…down there intensified partly from his fluids and partly from whatever it was he was experiencing.\n\nThe younger teen finally stopped what he was doing. However, the dog's form showed no signs of slowing down. Already half his size, the German shepherd looked like he was wearing his father's garments. Yet he knew all too well that this wasn't the case. Smaller ever still…the sizzling in his form had only gotten stronger. Had he opened his eyes, Arlo might have noticed the same. Yet, there was no stopping it now.\n\nA few moments passed as Skip watched his boyfriend shrink away. Withering the once lean masculine body into the depth of his shirt. The underwear he was wearing was now left vacant where his legs once lay. His shirt now but a tented fabric without someone wearing it. It simply lay there, with no signs of movement. The younger teen finally reached forward, wanting to make sure that his boyfriend was alright.\n\nRifling through the fabric, Skip was very careful to not make much movement of it. Arlo felt himself being jostled around. The entire time he'd had his eyes closed. Ever still blissfully aware of his \"little\" situation. His body swayed back and forth as it was carried by the fabric. Soon rolling out onto the cushion of the bed. The now much larger looked at him in amazement as the now tiny dog's naked body was presented in front of him.\n\nIt took a moment for Arlo to collect himself. His eyes were glazed over a bit by the sudden and abrupt movement. Fortunately, the cushion had prevented him from getting hurt. When his eyes finally regained their focus, his eyes widened at the now giant teen in front of him. The younger male's shadow loomed over him. His brown eyes fixated on his form with an interest in his newly found form.\n\nSkip slowly reached forward, and two of his fingers extended out like they were tweezers. Pinching the small dog between them to secure him in his grasp. The German shepherd was just small enough to fit between his furry digits. The now much longer fur softly stroked against Arlo's body who couldn't help but chuckle as he was tickled. The younger male smiled at him, glad he didn't seem to be harmed or otherwise afraid of what had happened.\n\nThe weasel began to consider his options here. After all, it wasn't every day he was presented with the notion of his now tiny boyfriend. What could he do with him? What fun was there to be had? All of the possibilities began to run in his head as he considered each of them for but a short time. The teen decided on what he would do as a smirk ran across his face with a look of renewed determination about him.\n\nHe got up from the small sofa and made his way over to the young adult's bed. It was larger than his own but not by much. The sheets had not been made, at least recently, so it was unkempt and resembled his room in that way. Skip figured the older male wouldn't mind if he used it. After all the young adult had his fun. Now it was his turn and he wasn't going to back out. He was still in the mood…but there was something he wanted to try first before he indulged himself.\n\nThe weasel laid down on the bed on his back, taking special care that the now tiny dog in his grasp was maintained well above it. Once he had settled down, the mustelid eased his hand over his chest. Finally releasing the dog who was very much still at his mercy. Arlo now stood on his chest. The furry forest of hair was somewhat long, stroking against his knees. The length of it made him even more keenly aware of his situation.\n\nThe German shepherd stared at his boyfriend who was now a veritable giant, at least in his eyes. The fact of the matter was just the opposite. His tiny form rose and fell with each breath the younger male took. A slight smirk crawled across Skip's face. Even if he hadn't planned any of this or the fact he couldn't explain it, none of it mattered. He was going to enjoy every second of this and had no intention of holding back.\n\n\"What did you do to me?\" The tiny dog's voice fell well short of the teen's sound frequency was much too high to be heard.\n\nArlo was so small that even the movements of his jaws as he spoke were too hard to interpret. \n\n\"Go on and explore little guy. It's funny how small you are now…\" The teen's voice bellowed as his vocal cords caused his captive audience to vibrate.\n\nThe German shepherd figured he didn't have much of a choice. An instinctual fear that he might be hurt was present inside him. He'd always been small as a cub and his small size had made him an easier target to the other boys. It wasn't until he got older and started working out that it became less of an issue. It was one of the main reasons he'd started to do so. Now it was as if he was\n facing his past again except in an entirely different situation.\n\nThe older male began to walk around on his boyfriend's chest. The somewhat lengthy fur made it seem like he was walking on tall stalks of grass. His own fur protected his naked body from being rubbed against. Had It not done so…it might have tickled him. Looking in both directions, the teen's body was all he could see. Skips head and snout seeming more like a mountain than any form of facial feature.\n\nWalking on his chest was much harder than he anticipated. Skip's midsection was mostly flat but the slight curvature of the body made it seem like there were slight hills. Over on the left side of it, he looked down. The edge of his torso rounded downward but just beyond it, he could see the sheets of the bed. To him, it resembled a small cliff and the height downwards made his stomach curl a bit.\n\nArlo backpedaled a bit, losing his footing, and fell on his rear end. Fortunately, he was not close enough to the decline for his body to gain momentum. Skip had been watching him with interest the entire time and chuckled at him. He laid flat on his back, the younger teen's stomach was like a large cushion to him. He once again stood back up, taking a second to gain his footing.\n\nLooking around the German shepherd was now slowly taking in his situation. Everything around him seemed larger and almost unfamiliar to him. Just beyond the teen's head, he could see the wooden headboard of the bed. Even that seemed massive to him now. It was all a lot to absorb mentally, he pinched himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming. Sure enough, he did not rouse himself.\n\n Arlo still had no idea what happened or why it did but none of that mattered now. Skip snickered at him as he seemed strangely pleased by the new situation. The weasel pointed towards his lower half. He was still worked up from earlier and a slight bulge showed from his pants. Slowly he started to work down his zipper as he was certain the now tiny dog would be unable to do so.\n\nThe older male turned around to see what his boyfriend was doing. The shadow cast over him from the other's limbs completely encompassed him. Now in front of him, he could see the mustelids pants being worked down. A mounded fabric tent rose a ways from where he was standing. Skip was in no mood to wait any further and gently pushed him forward. The anticipation was killing him as his bits twitched ever so slightly.\n\nThe tiny dog was pushed right in front of it. Skip was by no means massive down there but even the tent seemed big to him. The weasel edged him a bit further, causing him to fall once again. The sudden movement from behind rattled what little stability his body had garnered. Arlo toppled right over the teen's bulging flesh. It was warm and slightly squishy to the touch. His entire body didn't cover much of the area.\n\nThe German shepherd moved around a bit. His body shifted from side to side, causing his boyfriend's body to squirm. Arlo's small hands squished around into the teen's balls. They were small enough that they sunk in a bit. He sat up on his knees to give himself a more upright position. Resting his entire body against the teen's flesh, which was still covered by the fabric of his boxers.\n\nSkip reached down as he assumed the older male needed some help. He carefully moved the dog and worked down his underwear so they hung a bit further down his legs. His tapered bits were now on display with their pinkish flesh for the other to see. The teen placed his boyfriend right back on top of his bits, square next to his now erect member which stood proudly above his balls.\n\n\"Go on then…don't leave me hanging, \"big boy\".\" He couldn't help but tease the older male's size.\n\nArlo began to rub his arms along the length of the silken shaft. It was much smoother than he anticipated and his movement along it was met with very little friction. Skip cooed softly as he threw his head back on the pillow. It was unlike anything he'd ever experienced before. The German shepherd badly wanted to return the favor and so he continued to stroke along it with slow and methodical movements of his arms and hands.\n\nThe dog's leathery paw pads and tiny claws rubbed along Skip's flesh. Already he was tingling down there. It was the first time he'd gone this far and to do so in this manner was anything beyond even his wildest dream. Arlo's movements were steady and careful as he rippled the flesh against his touch. It hadn't even been that long and the teen was already feeling himself getting ever closer to his limit.\n\nA small drip of pre-cum seeped out of his tip. Skip's member pulsated and twitched under the constant affection of his tiny boyfriend. Arlo continued to work his magic along the younger male's cock. It wasn't much longer before the teen let out several streams of jizz as the white fluid jetted outward. The stuff fell backward before landing on the tiny dog at his base.\n\nArlo felt the warm stream of cum as it showered down on him. The stuff was sticky and covered much of his small body. Skip was now in the afterglow as he tried to recover from the lewd activity. Sticking his finger into his maw, the older male couldn't help but taste it. The stuff tasted salty, warm, and not all that bad to his liking. Slowly he stepped backward, careful to make his way off the mound of flesh.\n\nThe tiny man soon found his way back onto Skip's groin area. The flat and somewhat firm area was a respite from the softer one he'd just dismounted from. Looking up at him, Arlo had a smile on his face. Despite his body being a complete mess, he was satisfied with what he had done. It took a few moments as the teen came around, his senses slowly returned to him as they sat there in an awkward few minutes of silence.\n\nSkip's stomach rumbled, reminding him that he hadn't eaten since lunchtime. Some time had passed since they arrived at Arlo's and he assumed that the much smaller dog was also hungry. Once again he plucked the German shepherd from his torso between two of his fingers. The young man huffed as he found himself completely at the mercy of his boyfriend. Though it wasn't like he had much say in the matter\n\nThe weasel walked through the hall to the kitchen. He'd been to the place enough to know where it was. Figuring he could just help himself, especially since he and Arlo were an item now. Besides…it wasn't even like the dog could stop him in his current state. Skip made them both something to eat, though he planned on just sharing his meal since he assumed that the older male didn't have much of an appetite.\n\nThe tried and true microwave dinner, a favorite of his time. Skip was surprised he found such things in the freezer. It probably meant that Arlo didn't like to cook. Though he considered him a healthy guy it was a bit of a shock to him. Stuffing it into the microwave didn't take very long. While he was waiting the mustelid placed his boyfriend on his shoulder. The teen's bladed bone served as a makeshift chair, at least for the time being.\n\nA few minutes passed and the microwave beeped indicating it was done. Serving it up on the table. The meal had come with some plastic untentiself. He helped himself to the lion's share of the warm food. The smell of it percolated upward and Arlo could feel his own desire for food grow. Skip didn't keep him waiting long before taking a small pinch of food and offering it up to his small boyfriend.\n\nFeeding Arlo was more of a task than he expected. The teen had no idea how much he would need and just kept doing the same motion until the dog put his hand in front of his maw. It didn't take long for him to get full. When they were done, Skip cleaned up his mess and made his way back to the bedroom. Taking out his phone, he texted his parents to let them know he was staying the night. After all, he wasn't about to leave Arlo in the state he was.\n\nSkip yawned. It had been a long day and he hadn't had much downtime. The weasel decided to take a shower and wind down. He figured Arlo needed a bath too and decided to bring him along. The teen grabbed whatever he could find from the young adult's dresser drawer. He knew none of it would fit him anyways and so looking through it didn't matter. Heading into the bathroom he turned the picket on.\n\nThe weasel preferred it warm so he waited for it. Arlo could feel the steam start to gather in the room. It didn't take long for it to heat up. Skip stepped in, shielding the much smaller male with his palm. Standing so that his back was against the water, he kept the German shepherd in front of him. The weasel relaxed a bit before using his free hand to clean himself, still keeping the dog away from the water.\n\nWhen it was finally Arlo's turn, the mustelid cupped his hand to gather some water. Finally opening his other one before pouring it overtop the other. He was slow, careful, and gentle to be sure he didn't overwhelm his tiny boyfriend. Once his hand was empty of the water, he soaped it up and repeated the same process. Cleaning the small German shepherd was a lot quicker than his own body.\n\nSkip made quick work of the hygiene routine. Once he was done he stepped out. Placing the dog on the lid of the toilet to keep him safe. Drying himself with the towel and then doing the same to the older male. Using but a single finger to pat down the dog's body. Arlo's form jostled with each movement but it was far from distasteful. After they were both dry enough, the weasel put on the clothes he had borrowed from his boyfriend.\n\nThe teen placed Arlo in his palm again and walked back down the hall. He stretched with his free hand and made his way back into the room. The weasel eased the older male back down onto the bed. By this point, it was later and the only light coming from the outside was a combination of stars and manmade illumination. Skip looked down at\n Arlo who looked back at him. \n\nThe realization finally dawned upon him. How would he get his boyfriend back to normal size? It was something he hadn't considered until just now. A sudden sense of concern filled him as he thought about it even still. Yet, he maintained a calm smile on his face. Arlo's look at him radiated one of complete confidence in him. Almost as if he expected the teen to solve his little problem.\n\nEasing himself into the bed, he put Arlo back on his chest and pulled up the cover. Skip decided it was an issue he could deal with the next morning. He was much too tired to worry about it now. The teen watched as Arlo snuggled into the fur of his chest. The dog was treating his fur and flesh as his bed. He couldn't help but smile at him. The weasel closed his eyes and allowed sleep to take over him.\n\nDespite everything plaguing his mind, Skip had a restful sleep. He awoke in the morning to the sight of the sun blazing its bright rays through the pane of the window. The weasel pulled up the sheet to check on Arlo. Sure enough, there were no signs of him on his chest. An immediate sense of alarm and fear filled him as he began to rustle through the sheets thinking maybe he'd fallen off.\n\nLooking through the sheets, there were no signs of the older male. Skip knew he couldn't have gotten far. Deciding to go to the bathroom to relieve himself as his body was urging him to do the same. Heading down back through the hall, he found the German Shepherd in the door. The now taller young man was fully clothed and looked at him with a light smile. It seemed his little problem had solved itself.\n\nSkip hugged him and the two shared a soft embrace for a few moments. The weasel was glad that the problem was over. That the potential for further problems or worries had quickly washed away. They remained locked together, looking ever fervently into each other's eyes.\n\n\"Thanks for taking such good care of me while I was little.\" Arlo ruffled his boyfriend's head fur a bit.\n\nSkip smiled back at him. \"Of course. I'm just glad you're back to normal…I have no idea what caused that to happen.\"\n\n\"Who cares? It's over with now. Let's just forget it ever happened. Do you need me to take you home?\" The dog figured his boyfriend would need to go home soon.\n\nThe smaller teen frowned a bit. \"Yeah, but let's get breakfast first.\"\n\nArlo let himself out and the mustelid took care of his needs. Soon returning to the kitchen where he found the dog had already prepared a very large meal for them. Some pancakes, fresh fruit, and juice. All of it had been set out in preparation for their first make-shift romantic meal. Skip joined his boyfriend as they sat side by side and enjoyed the hearty meal together.\n\nThe rest of their morning would be slow. They would finish breakfast with neither saying that much. A quiet sense of satisfaction and gratitude for the other hung about the room. Skip was glad things were back to normal and Arlo was glad he finally found someone who cared about him. Things had escalated rather quickly but such was the way of things when neither had indulged much in the past.\n\nSkip would give the clothing he borrowed back to Arlo. Changing into what he was wearing before. They would clean up together with each of them remaining close to one another. Simply enjoying the other's presence. A quick notification on the weasel's phone reminded him that it was time to head home. Their fun had ended for the day but their relationship had taken an entirely new form and was far from over.\n\nThe German shepherd took Skip home to his parents. The weasel was all too grateful for the service and hugged the boy. The two shared another soft kiss at the doorstep. Their romance had taken off as if it was meant to be. Both of them were equally stricken by one another. Each of them looking forward to the future. The possibilities of what may be to come and what things they could do lingered in their minds.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Sizing down by Pent Ghelsburg

Disclaimer: The characters depicted in this work are purely fictional. Any resemblance to persons alive or dead is purely coincidental. They are the original and rightful intellectual property of their creators. I use them with permission and respect. This work involves underaged characters and sexual content. You have been warned.

Hard work…the grind of the everyday churn of monotony. The innate desire to better oneself…to be the best at something. A self-driven yearning for the same is never enough. Always pushing and never stopping. The very epitome of the most athletic of us. Those who find themselves in gyms or else wise practicing whatever sport tickles their fancy. Yet whether professional or amateur, the self-interested nature of some of these folks is ever apparent.

Arlo was a young adult in the prime of his life. He was just entering the first few years of his college tenure at a local university. He attended the school on a partially paid scholarship under the auspice of tennis. A sport that he'd gotten to know as a youth and one he shared with his parents who also found solace in the same. He was by no means headed to any professional opens but he was good enough that he landed a place on the school squad.

The young man was a German shepherd who was far from the best student. He skirted by on the skin of his teeth as his priorities were elsewhere. The time required by the tennis club was much more than he expected. The school he was attending was one that fell under the division one title that had been established by the college organization of athletics.  It was considered the most prestigious and also the most competitive.

In his first year, he'd had a total of 30 matches. His school had ended up in the Eastern Conference title match, which meant he got to play even more games. Despite not being the best on the team, he was expected to play since the school was evaluated for grants based on participation as well as performance. So it wasn't until shortly before his summer break that things slowed down and he got a little rest time.

The tennis season always started at the beginning of the new year as it was considered a spring sport. It was now nearing that time of year when the tennis team was preparing to gear up for the coming year. It was the end of the year and the inside arena that the school had established for tennis had been set up and prepared. All of the players were expected to practice as well as work out in preparation for the upcoming season.

Arlo had been working out a few days a week with his regimen rotating between strength and endurance training. He was by no means considered a gym rat but he took his responsibilities seriously enough that he was in there frequently. After all his parents told him that if he didn't keep it up he would likely lose his scholarship. The German shepherd was well aware that his athletic involvement was one of the only things keeping his head above water in school.

\tLately, Arlo has been spending a lot of time in the athletic center. The gym was just part of his routine. One of the things unique about it was the fact that the university shared its facilities with the local secondary school. More often than not the college-aged students would have to share the space with the older secondary students who were on one team or another. Of course, it was off-limits to the younger ones as it was seen as a way to transition the older ones right into university.

\tArlo had always been a friendly guy. He was a social dog who loved to make new friends. Often showing his skills and gift of the gab to anyone who might hear it. Some of the frequent visitors to the establishment while others ignored him. The young adult had a lithe but defined body. Still, he was not quite muscular enough to stand out in the crowd of many others who were far better in shape than he was.

\tLately, the German shepherd had been encountering a 12th-grade student by the name of Skip. Skip was a lean weasel whose lanky body had not caught up with his form that had not quite filled out yet. The weasel was a member of the secondary school's cricket squad. A sport of which Arlo had no understanding, except for its occasional showing on local sports shows. Still, despite their difference in age, the two had hit it off.

\tSkip was slightly smaller than Arlo himself. The younger teen had taken too kindly to him when he found out the dog was into building models. Building small makeshift representations of cars was something the young adult had always been into. Constructing everything from the classic vehicles of the 50s and 60s to more modern designs and even some concept cars. The younger teen on the other hand preferred boats but it was still something they had in common.

\tArlo had even invited him over twice now, to work on a project he'd started recently. A recreation of the Thunderbird that he fully anticipated to paint candy red. It was a version of the 1956s iteration of the vehicle complete with flared lamps and a finned back end. He had even gotten the convertible version of it, hoping to make the completion of the model just a bit more challenging than it normally was.

\tThe younger teen was all too keen to join in on the fun. Skip sort of looked up to Arlo as a sort of mentor to him, even if the younger teen had never admitted it. When they were in the gym, the weasel had seen it as a chance to prove himself. Constantly trying to impress the young man and even going out of his way to show off. Over time as things had progressed between them, Skip had started to develop a crush on his friend.

\tThe German shepherd had never given off that he was gay or even interested in other men. Mostly keeping to himself in the gym and keeping his eyes from wandering. Arlo was a respectable man who didn't ogle even if his sexuality slanted in that way. Though to Skip, who now found himself interested in the older male, couldn't be sure and never made an advance or move to show he was interested.

\tOne day, that was all to change. Arlo had a long day with his university classes. Even now he was still in entry-level courses, they were often difficult and always boring to him. The German shepherd especially struggled in math, a fact that made his professor talk to him more than he might have liked. Already late in the first quarter of the class, he was in danger of failing. The female teacher warned him as such and immediately the young man became a bit stressed about it.

\tSince he was on the tennis team and receiving the scholarship, he had to keep his grades above a certain point. To put it simply, he was not allowed to fail anything. Any course that failed for a quarter put him on watch. But if he failed the class outright, he would be given but one chance to make it up before being put on academic leave. It was a risk he wasn't willing to take and something he didn't want to hear from his parents about.

\tArlo had another long day of classes. His math professor had chastised him yet again. He was beyond frustrated and looking forward to letting out steam. The German shepherd wasted no time in going straight to the gym. The young man knew he had stashed a change of clothing there as he always did. Making his way down the pathways that connected the academic areas of the school to the athletic one.

\tIn this district, there was the gym, an arena, as well as a few play fields. Most of the sports were included in the university. Continuing onward, he headed toward the gym that was situated on the far left side of the area.  The gym was a large dome-shaped building that was easily spottable among all of the other generic buildings the school had built. The school's flag and the flag of the country flew above it.

\tThe young man headed into it, checking in with the front desk. All they did was scan his university identification. He could hear the sounds of weights clanking and machine joints pushing back and forth. The smell of the place was clean despite many furs sweating inside. They kept it up to the hygiene standards of the school as they didn't want germs or illness to circulate. After they cleared him, he went inside.

\tArlo made his way to the back of the main area, which led directly to the locker rooms. The locker rooms split off into the different genders with signs designating each of them. He sectioned off to the men's room where he found the locker that had been assigned to him. Sure enough, he spotted his younger friend Skip dashing around the locker room. It appeared one of the other college students was giving him a hard time.

\tThe German shepherd had no tolerance for bullying. Without hesitation, he stepped in and separated them. Arlo was significantly taller than the other man. Simply looking at him was enough to get them off Skip's back. Shuffling away without a word, with their tail between their legs. The weasel teen looked at the dog with a look of admiration in his eyes. His affection for his older friend seemed to grow with each passing day.

\t"Thanks for helping me out." Skip said with a look of gratitude on his face.

\tArlo smiled and nodded at him. "No problem. Sorry, he gave you a hard time."

\t"It's fine. I know the college students don't like us here." The mustelid frowned a bit.

\tThe bigger male rolled his eyes. "Perhaps but that doesn't mean they can treat you like that. Come on, let's go work out."

\tThe German shepherd put away his stuff and changed in front of the younger teen. It wasn't the first time Arlo had changed in front of people but it was the first time he'd done so in front of the teen. Skip watched him with interest, taking a keen awareness of his somewhat lean body. The younger teen tried to divert his gaze as he didn't want his stare to be discovered. The weasel waited a few minutes until his friend was done.

\tThey soon returned back to the main floor of the gym. Both of them had grabbed a bottle of water on the way out. Cold refreshments were freely given at the establishment in an effort to get the students to participate more. Making their way over to the stretching mat where they began to talk about school. Eventually, the conversation turned to the difficulties the
 older male was facing.

\t"Professor Fronler is being unreasonable. He knows I am bad at math. He won't give me extra credit or anything to help my grades. I'm doomed…" Arlo sighed as he truly believed his academic career was in jeopardy.

\tSkip gazed over at him with a look of concern in his eyes. "Math? Maybe I could help you. I'm pretty good at math. It's my best subject."

\t"Really? You think you could?" Arlo wasn't about to turn down help when offered, especially in his current situation.

\tThe younger teen shrugged. "I can try. I don't see why I couldn't just help you study at the very least."

\t"Cool, I would appreciate it." The German shepherd hugged his smaller friend for a quick moment.

\tThe sudden show of affection caught the smaller teen off guard. Of course, he didn't mind it, almost finding himself leaning into it before pulling back. It didn't remain like that for very long before they went back to what they were doing. They soon returned to the workout routine in which they originally planned on engaging. The whole time, what had just happened remained on Skip's mind as possibilities…of something more began to run rampant.

\tThey worked out for a good few hours before both of them were tired. Skip had already texted his mother while doing leg exercises. Of course, he was old enough that she wasn't worried about what he wanted to do, so long as he told her about it. His mother confirmed It was fine and so the teen's plan was set into motion. The two of them headed back to the locker room, each of them a bit fatigued from the physical activity they had just engaged in.

\tOnce inside, they separated giving Skip some time to go through his things. In his locker was a small bottle of pills. He had specially ordered it in hopes of getting the older male in the mood. He was going to spring his little secret on his long-standing crush. They were an expired batch but he didn't care, so long as he got what he wanted. Still…he wouldn't do anything unless it was something that Arlo wanted.

\tArlo showed Skip to his car once they were ready to leave. It wasn't the first time he'd taken it but today he was a mix of nerves and excitement. The weasel took a deep breath and gathered his thoughts before speaking.

\t"Hey, Arlo…we've known each other for a while now right?" The teen looked over at the dog from the passenger seat.

\tThe German shepherd didn't take his eyes off the road. "Yeah, what about it?"

\t"I was thinking…have you ever thought about what it would be like if we were more than friends?" The teen said as he bit his lips in anticipation.

\tThe bigger male hesitated before answering. "You mean like in a relationship?"

\t"Yeah…would you be interested?" The mustelid stared at his crush intently.

\tArlo was a bit stunned by his forwardness. "I am a little surprised you're interested. I suppose we do have a bit in common."

\t"Right, so would you be interested?" The weasel gritted his hands in his lap.

\tThe young adult thought about it for a moment. "Sure, I don't see why we couldn't try. We already hang out enough as it is. Besides, I do think you're handsome."

\t"Thanks, I think your good looking as well. I've kind of been holding out on telling you for a while." Skip decided to just clean with the entirety of his secret.

\tThe bigger male couldn't help but blush a bit. "I'm flattered."

\tThey continued talking about nothing specific as they headed toward Arlo's apartment. He lived on campus in a shared housing unit but had his own space. The German shepherd pulled into the parking and they walked out together. Now holding hands as if they'd been dating for some time. They'd been pretty close before but now things were on an entirely different level. Making their way upstairs, they headed inside the dog's flat.

\tArlo had a small space to call his own. It was a one-bedroom unit with a private bathroom. His so-called roommate lived in an adjoining unit that was just a wall away. The only thing connecting them was a small hallway and a closet space which they split off. The dog also had his own storage space inside his unit, though it was much smaller than the main one. He and Skip took their shoes off and entered the apartment.

\tThe dog and his friend brought their stuff back to Arlo's room. It was sparsely decorated since the school only allowed so much of it. A few band posters and some various small furnishings were the only things in it other than a desk and bed. Arlo had left his math stuff on the desk from the other day, sitting together on a small sofa. Even before his lecture from the professor, he knew he was doing poorly and now he had help.

\tSkip helped him with what was on the table in front of them. The so-called college-level algebra was not much different from what the weasel had learned the previous year. The mustelid had tutored kids younger than himself before so doing the same for the dog was no different for him. The two of them worked together on it for a bit.  Surprisingly enough to Arlo the younger boy seemed to be a much better teacher than his professor was.

\tThey were able to finish the assignment in question without much of an issue. Skip even helped Arlo in reviewing some of the other concepts that he was unsure of. The younger boy knew his friend would need reinforcement in the future. It was something they would tackle when the time came. However as the day continued to whittle away, the younger teen became restless and his mind started to wander a bit.

\t"Now that we're done…maybe we can do something else?" The weasel said with an almost suggestive undertone to his voice.

\tArlo wasn't naïve enough to not know what he was getting at. "Heh, already? You're a bit of a perv. Aren't you?"

\t"Maybe I am. What's it to you?" The smaller teen rubbed up against his new boyfriend's shoulder as if to coax him into it.

\tThe German shepherd chuckled at him. "You're funny. You know that?"

\t"So…do you wanna?" Skip ignored the question instead focusing entirely on what he wanted.
\t
\tThe older male couldn't help but be curious. "I suppose you won't say no…will you?"
\t
\t"Is that a yes, then?" The mustelid stared at him with a smirk on his face.

\tArlo simply nodded. He wasn't about to say no to the younger teen who seemed so interested in him. The younger teen got up from his chair and went over to his bag. Pulling out one of the light blue pills and holding it against his boyfriend's lip. The German shepherd hadn't seen what it was but he was almost certain he knew what it was. Gently he slipped his tongue out and swallowed the pill without hesitation.


\tThere was no taste to the pill but the older male could feel it dissolve on his tongue. A slight fizzing sensation on his tastebuds made it all too obvious that it was one of those quick-release medications. Arlo was completely under the assumption that it was one of those ED pills. He wasn't entirely sure why his new boyfriend was giving it to him. But by this point, it was far too late to back out.

The weasel smiled at him before taking him over to the sofa in the living room. Skip had been looking forward to this moment for a while. He'd been holding back on his true feelings out of fear that the dog might not have felt the same way he did. Yet, now that didn't seem to be the case. Had his mind not been focused on the here and now he might have thought about the time he'd wasted getting it off his chest sooner rather than later.

\tThe two of them softly kissed on the lips. A smattering of fur and skin betwixt between them as their embrace transcended anything else around them. Arlo was feeling a bit lightheaded, though he attributed it to the fact that he was ever so slowly getting into the mood with whatever the younger boy was wanting from him. The mustelid even went as far as to slip his tongue into the other male's mouth, exploring a bit.

\tThe newly minted lovebirds separated for a moment. Their eyes intertwined with each other as if staring into the other's soul. It was almost as if they were meant to be together. A moment passed before either of them moved. Skip placed his hand on Arlo's thighs which made the older male smile a bit. The airiness in his head was becoming more prominent now almost like he was experiencing completely aloofness.

\tSkip leaned forward and used the full weight of his body against the larger male. Arlo was all too willing to give in and simply allowed him to push him over. The weasel now found himself straddling the other, except that one of his legs was behind him due to being on the couch. Soon he leaned in, his elongated and thin snout pressed against the young adult's neck. Giving him a light love bite there as Arlo felt a light burning sensation course through his body,

\tThe teen fiddled with Arlo's zipper. His body seemed to be heavier than it was just moments ago. The German shepherd squirmed a bit as if trying to deal with an increased pressure that he could not quite explain.  Yet, he was much too into this to go back now. Skip looked at him with the same look of desire in his gaze. Pulling the fly down and adjusting himself a bit to give him the freedom to do so.

\tArlo was feeling even more warmth in his body. A balmy sensation not just around his loins but the entirety of his body. His shirt seemed a bit more roomy than it had moments ago. Pointing it as the fact that he was pushed completely flat against the sofa. It didn't take long for Skip to find what he was looking for. Surprisingly the older male wore briefs, something he wasn't expecting for a man his age.

\tSkip looked down at him with a half-amused gaze. His hand soon found its way square over Arlo's bits. The sudden touch sent a jolt down his spine, rocking his whole body in a rather abrupt feeling of fuzziness. The mustelid's body pressed against him even more as his weight continued to press even more firmly against him.
 The older male was now struggling to maintain his place of assumed comfort, even squirming more obviously to get comfortable. The sudden and abrupt movements made the younger teen a bit self-aware.

"Are you, alright?"  He stopped what he was doing.

The dog forced a smile. "Do you think you could get off me? You're kind of heavy…"

Arlo felt stupid for admitting his issue but the weight was becoming too much to bear. Skip felt bad and eased himself up off his boyfriend. Slowly the older male sat upward, his legs were still sore from where the other had straddled in. Now the two sat side by side, their eyes looking into one another's gaze.  The weasel looked at him, almost staring at him and half believing that something was off.

The sudden thought ran through his mind as he considered it. Arlo had always been bigger than he was in just about every way. Yet now…they stared at eye level into one another's gaze. Even if they were sitting down, it didn't seem like everything was the way it was. The teen looked at him closer, Arlo's shirt seemed to hang about him looser. Still, he said nothing about it.

Skip's mind soon returned to the task at hand as his touch returned to the older male's lap, right around Arlo's thighs and lap. The dog smiled at him, feeling much better about the situation now. Skip's touch was much more enjoyable now as it gravitated along his groin area.  The warming sensation soon returned to his body as the dog let out a soft sigh. It didn't take long before he popped a stiffy and the teen smirked at him slightly.

"You're easy, you know that?" The weasel said as he continued to tease the older male with his touch.

Arlo rolled his eyes. "Whatever…"

The mustelid grinned at him and cupped his palm over Arlo's bits. The tepid feeling in his body continued to swelter within. Arlo even had a fever as the skin beneath his fur turned a bit red. His line of sight dipped just below his boyfriends whose gaze now sat slightly above his own. Little did he realize it but the young man was shrinking. The two of them were so completely focused on the moment that neither of them had noticed it just yet.

Skip tightened his grip as the bottom of the dog's t-shirt seemed to dip down just a bit further than before. He chalked it up to being slumped where they were sitting. Slowly he draws one of the tips of his claws against it, almost as if teasing the older male. Arlo whined a bit as his member twitched beneath the touch. His red rocket was already fully out of its sheath and he badly wanted more of what the younger teen was giving him.

The temperate burning inside him was now causing Arlo to perspire slightly. A few drips of sweat poured from his forehead, quickly absorbed by his fur. With each passing second his desire was growing…and so too was the shirt he was wearing. So too was the fabric of his underwear becoming slightly loose as it no longer clung against his form.  Skip lightly squeezed his shaft and slid it against his body, causing his knot to throb in anticipation.

That sudden show of indulgence sent a sizzling feeling of euphoria down Arlo's spine. He now tilted his head up a bit to look at the younger fur. It was almost as if…he'd gotten bigger. He told himself it couldn't be possible. Closing his eyes, convincing himself that it didn't matter. All he cared about at this moment was feeling good…giving into his own increasing need for satisfaction. Arlo let a gentle sigh as he could feel himself getting more and more worked up.

Skip gazed over at his boyfriend. The top of the older male's head was now clearly visible. A thought occurred to him, was he slouching? Could Arlo be completely relaxed in the moment? A simple examination of him was not enough to give it away. Slowly he began stroking it and with each movement he made, it seemed that the dog slipped further and further into the chair. It was only after a few seconds of this that he finally realized what was happening.

The mustelid stared at his boyfriend who was by all means entirely swallowed by his shirt now. Skip finally stopped what he was doing as the concern for what was happening before him became very real.

"Dude…you're getting…smaller?" The weasel said as he lifted his touch.

Arlo whined a bit, clearly in a state of lurid need. "Don't stop…please…"

"But you're…" Skip was interrupted before he could finish.

Arlo took his hand and placed it right over the dog's flesh. The mustelid could feel him pulsating. It was clear he was getting closer. Despite every instinct telling him not to…he began to stroke it ever so softly between his fingers.  The temperate warmth in his body began to build again as he could feel his desire peaking to its utmost. The teen kept his attention but maintained his gaze upward to monitor the other male's body.


Skip watched him carefully, the older male's form diminished slowly but surely in front of his eyes. The formerly taller and broader male slipped away into the very confines of his shirt. The thing swallowed him in mere moments. Arlo was completely lost in the euphoria of the moment. Seconds later, his bits exploded into the teen's touch. The warmth…down there intensified partly from his fluids and partly from whatever it was he was experiencing.

The younger teen finally stopped what he was doing. However, the dog's form showed no signs of slowing down. Already half his size, the German shepherd looked like he was wearing his father's garments. Yet he knew all too well that this wasn't the case. Smaller ever still…the sizzling in his form had only gotten stronger. Had he opened his eyes, Arlo might have noticed the same. Yet, there was no stopping it now.

A few moments passed as Skip watched his boyfriend shrink away. Withering the once lean masculine body into the depth of his shirt. The underwear he was wearing was now left vacant where his legs once lay. His shirt now but a tented fabric without someone wearing it. It simply lay there, with no signs of movement. The younger teen finally reached forward, wanting to make sure that his boyfriend was alright.

Rifling through the fabric, Skip was very careful to not make much movement of it. Arlo felt himself being jostled around. The entire time he'd had his eyes closed. Ever still blissfully aware of his "little" situation. His body swayed back and forth as it was carried by the fabric. Soon rolling out onto the cushion of the bed. The now much larger looked at him in amazement as the now tiny dog's naked body was presented in front of him.

It took a moment for Arlo to collect himself. His eyes were glazed over a bit by the sudden and abrupt movement. Fortunately, the cushion had prevented him from getting hurt. When his eyes finally regained their focus, his eyes widened at the now giant teen in front of him. The younger male's shadow loomed over him. His brown eyes fixated on his form with an interest in his newly found form.

Skip slowly reached forward, and two of his fingers extended out like they were tweezers. Pinching the small dog between them to secure him in his grasp. The German shepherd was just small enough to fit between his furry digits. The now much longer fur softly stroked against Arlo's body who couldn't help but chuckle as he was tickled. The younger male smiled at him, glad he didn't seem to be harmed or otherwise afraid of what had happened.

The weasel began to consider his options here. After all, it wasn't every day he was presented with the notion of his now tiny boyfriend. What could he do with him? What fun was there to be had? All of the possibilities began to run in his head as he considered each of them for but a short time. The teen decided on what he would do as a smirk ran across his face with a look of renewed determination about him.

He got up from the small sofa and made his way over to the young adult's bed. It was larger than his own but not by much. The sheets had not been made, at least recently, so it was unkempt and resembled his room in that way. Skip figured the older male wouldn't mind if he used it. After all the young adult had his fun. Now it was his turn and he wasn't going to back out. He was still in the mood…but there was something he wanted to try first before he indulged himself.

The weasel laid down on the bed on his back, taking special care that the now tiny dog in his grasp was maintained well above it. Once he had settled down, the mustelid eased his hand over his chest. Finally releasing the dog who was very much still at his mercy. Arlo now stood on his chest. The furry forest of hair was somewhat long, stroking against his knees. The length of it made him even more keenly aware of his situation.

The German shepherd stared at his boyfriend who was now a veritable giant, at least in his eyes. The fact of the matter was just the opposite. His tiny form rose and fell with each breath the younger male took. A slight smirk crawled across Skip's face. Even if he hadn't planned any of this or the fact he couldn't explain it, none of it mattered. He was going to enjoy every second of this and had no intention of holding back.

"What did you do to me?" The tiny dog's voice fell well short of the teen's sound frequency was much too high to be heard.

Arlo was so small that even the movements of his jaws as he spoke were too hard to interpret.

"Go on and explore little guy. It's funny how small you are now…" The teen's voice bellowed as his vocal cords caused his captive audience to vibrate.

The German shepherd figured he didn't have much of a choice. An instinctual fear that he might be hurt was present inside him. He'd always been small as a cub and his small size had made him an easier target to the other boys. It wasn't until he got older and started working out that it became less of an issue. It was one of the main reasons he'd started to do so. Now it was as if he was
 facing his past again except in an entirely different situation.

The older male began to walk around on his boyfriend's chest. The somewhat lengthy fur made it seem like he was walking on tall stalks of grass. His own fur protected his naked body from being rubbed against. Had It not done so…it might have tickled him.   Looking in both directions, the teen's body was all he could see. Skips head and snout seeming more like a mountain than any form of facial feature.

Walking on his chest was much harder than he anticipated. Skip's midsection was mostly flat but the slight curvature of the body made it seem like there were slight hills. Over on the left side of it, he looked down. The edge of his torso rounded downward but just beyond it, he could see the sheets of the bed. To him, it resembled a small cliff and the height downwards made his stomach curl a bit.

Arlo backpedaled a bit, losing his footing, and fell on his rear end. Fortunately, he was not close enough to the decline for his body to gain momentum. Skip had been watching him with interest the entire time and chuckled at him. He laid flat on his back, the younger teen's stomach was like a large cushion to him.  He once again stood back up, taking a second to gain his footing.

Looking around the German shepherd was now slowly taking in his situation. Everything around him seemed larger and almost unfamiliar to him.  Just beyond the teen's head, he could see the wooden headboard of the bed. Even that seemed massive to him now. It was all a lot to absorb mentally, he pinched himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming. Sure enough, he did not rouse himself.

 Arlo still had no idea what happened or why it did but none of that mattered now. Skip snickered at him as he seemed strangely pleased by the new situation. The weasel pointed towards his lower half.  He was still worked up from earlier and a slight bulge showed from his pants.  Slowly he started to work down his zipper as he was certain the now tiny dog would be unable to do so.

The older male turned around to see what his boyfriend was doing. The shadow cast over him from the other's limbs completely encompassed him. Now in front of him, he could see the mustelids pants being worked down. A mounded fabric tent rose a ways from where he was standing. Skip was in no mood to wait any further and gently pushed him forward. The anticipation was killing him as his bits twitched ever so slightly.

The tiny dog was pushed right in front of it. Skip was by no means massive down there but even the tent seemed big to him. The weasel edged him a bit further, causing him to fall once again. The sudden movement from behind rattled what little stability his body had garnered. Arlo toppled right over the teen's bulging flesh. It was warm and slightly squishy to the touch. His entire body didn't cover much of the area.

The German shepherd moved around a bit. His body shifted from side to side, causing his boyfriend's body to squirm. Arlo's small hands squished around into the teen's balls. They were small enough that they sunk in a bit. He sat up on his knees to give himself a more upright position. Resting his entire body against the teen's flesh, which was still covered by the fabric of his boxers.

Skip reached down as he assumed the older male needed some help. He carefully moved the dog and worked down his underwear so they hung a bit further down his legs. His tapered bits were now on display with their pinkish flesh for the other to see. The teen placed his boyfriend right back on top of his bits, square next to his now erect member which stood proudly above his balls.

"Go on then…don't leave me hanging, "big boy"." He couldn't help but tease the older male's size.

Arlo began to rub his arms along the length of the silken shaft. It was much smoother than he anticipated and his movement along it was met with very little friction. Skip cooed softly as he threw his head back on the pillow. It was unlike anything he'd ever experienced before.  The German shepherd badly wanted to return the favor and so he continued to stroke along it with slow and methodical movements of his arms and hands.

The dog's leathery paw pads and tiny claws rubbed along Skip's flesh. Already he was tingling down there. It was the first time he'd gone this far and to do so in this manner was anything beyond even his wildest dream. Arlo's movements were steady and careful as he rippled the flesh against his touch. It hadn't even been that long and the teen was already feeling himself getting ever closer to his limit.

A small drip of pre-cum seeped out of his tip. Skip's member pulsated and twitched under the constant affection of his tiny boyfriend. Arlo continued to work his magic along the younger male's cock. It wasn't much longer before the teen let out several streams of jizz as the white fluid jetted outward. The stuff fell backward before landing on the tiny dog at his base.

Arlo felt the warm stream of cum as it showered down on him. The stuff was sticky and covered much of his small body. Skip was now in the afterglow as he tried to recover from the lewd activity. Sticking his finger into his maw, the older male couldn't help but taste it. The stuff tasted salty, warm, and not all that bad to his liking. Slowly he stepped backward, careful to make his way off the mound of flesh.

The tiny man soon found his way back onto Skip's groin area. The flat and somewhat firm area was a respite from the softer one he'd just dismounted from. Looking up at him, Arlo had a smile on his face. Despite his body being a complete mess, he was satisfied with what he had done. It took a few moments as the teen came around, his senses slowly returned to him as they sat there in an awkward few minutes of silence.

Skip's stomach rumbled, reminding him that he hadn't eaten since lunchtime. Some time had passed since they arrived at Arlo's and he assumed that the much smaller dog was also hungry. Once again he plucked the German shepherd from his torso between two of his fingers. The young man huffed as he found himself completely at the mercy of his boyfriend. Though it wasn't like he had much say in the matter

The weasel walked through the hall to the kitchen. He'd been to the place enough to know where it was. Figuring he could just help himself, especially since he and Arlo were an item now. Besides…it wasn't even like the dog could stop him in his current state. Skip made them both something to eat, though he planned on just sharing his meal since he assumed that the older male didn't have much of an appetite.

The tried and true microwave dinner, a favorite of his time. Skip was surprised he found such things in the freezer. It probably meant that Arlo didn't like to cook. Though he considered him a healthy guy it was a bit of a shock to him. Stuffing it into the microwave didn't take very long. While he was waiting the mustelid placed his boyfriend on his shoulder. The teen's bladed bone served as a makeshift chair, at least for the time being.

A few minutes passed and the microwave beeped indicating it was done. Serving it up on the table. The meal had come with some plastic untentiself. He helped himself to the lion's share of the warm food. The smell of it percolated upward and Arlo could feel his own desire for food grow.  Skip didn't keep him waiting long before taking a small pinch of food and offering it up to his small boyfriend.

Feeding Arlo was more of a task than he expected. The teen had no idea how much he would need and just kept doing the same motion until the dog put his hand in front of his maw. It didn't take long for him to get full.  When they were done, Skip cleaned up his mess and made his way back to the bedroom. Taking out his phone, he texted his parents to let them know he was staying the night. After all, he wasn't about to leave  Arlo in the state he was.

Skip yawned. It had been a long day and he hadn't had much downtime.  The weasel decided to take a shower and wind down. He figured Arlo needed a bath too and decided to bring him along.   The teen grabbed whatever he could find from the young adult's dresser drawer. He knew none of it would fit him anyways and so looking through it didn't matter. Heading into the bathroom he turned the picket on.

The weasel preferred it warm so he waited for it. Arlo could feel the steam start to gather in the room. It didn't take long for it to heat up. Skip stepped in, shielding the much smaller male with his palm. Standing so that his back was against the water, he kept the German shepherd in front of him.  The weasel relaxed a bit before using his free hand to clean himself, still keeping the dog away from the water.

When it was finally Arlo's turn, the mustelid cupped his hand to gather some water. Finally opening his other one before pouring it overtop the other. He was slow, careful, and gentle to be sure he didn't overwhelm his tiny boyfriend. Once his hand was empty of the water, he soaped it up and repeated the same process. Cleaning the small German shepherd was a lot quicker than his own body.

Skip made quick work of the hygiene routine.  Once he was done he stepped out. Placing the dog on the lid of the toilet to keep him safe. Drying himself with the towel and then doing the same to the older male. Using but a single finger to pat down the dog's body. Arlo's form jostled with each movement but it was far from distasteful.  After they were both dry enough, the weasel put on the clothes he had borrowed from his boyfriend.

The teen placed Arlo in his palm again and walked back down the hall. He stretched with his free hand and made his way back into the room.  The weasel eased the older male back down onto the bed. By this point, it was later and the only light coming from the outside was a combination of stars and manmade illumination.  Skip looked down at
 Arlo who looked back at him.

The realization finally dawned upon him. How would he get his boyfriend back to normal size? It was something he hadn't considered until just now. A sudden sense of concern filled him as he thought about it even still. Yet, he maintained a calm smile on his face. Arlo's look at him radiated one of complete confidence in him. Almost as if he expected the teen to solve his little problem.

Easing himself into the bed, he put Arlo back on his chest and pulled up the cover. Skip decided it was an issue he could deal with the next morning. He was much too tired to worry about it now. The teen watched as Arlo snuggled into the fur of his chest. The dog was treating his fur and flesh as his bed. He couldn't help but smile at him.  The weasel closed his eyes and allowed sleep to take over him.

Despite everything plaguing his mind, Skip had a restful sleep. He awoke in the morning to the sight of the sun blazing its bright rays through the pane of the window. The weasel pulled up the sheet to check on Arlo. Sure enough, there were no signs of him on his chest. An immediate sense of alarm and fear filled him as he began to rustle through the sheets thinking maybe he'd fallen off.

Looking through the sheets, there were no signs of the older male. Skip knew he couldn't have gotten far. Deciding to go to the bathroom to relieve himself as his body was urging him to do the same. Heading down back through the hall, he found the German Shepherd in the door. The now taller young man was fully clothed and looked at him with a light smile. It seemed his little problem had solved itself.

Skip hugged him and the two shared a soft embrace for a few moments. The weasel was glad that the problem was over. That the potential for further problems or worries had quickly washed away. They remained locked together, looking ever fervently into each other's eyes.

"Thanks for taking such good care of me while I was little." Arlo ruffled his boyfriend's head fur a bit.

Skip smiled back at him. "Of course. I'm just glad you're back to normal…I have no idea what caused that to happen."

"Who cares? It's over with now. Let's just forget it ever happened. Do you need me to take you home?" The dog figured his boyfriend would need to go home soon.

The smaller teen frowned a bit. "Yeah, but let's get breakfast first."

Arlo let himself out and the mustelid took care of his needs. Soon returning to the kitchen where he found the dog had already prepared a very large meal for them. Some pancakes, fresh fruit, and juice. All of it had been set out in preparation for their first make-shift romantic meal.  Skip joined his boyfriend as they sat side by side and enjoyed the hearty meal together.

The rest of their morning would be slow. They would finish breakfast with neither saying that much. A quiet sense of satisfaction and gratitude for the other hung about the room. Skip was glad things were back to normal and Arlo was glad he finally found someone who cared about him. Things had escalated rather quickly but such was the way of things when neither had indulged much in the past.

Skip would give the clothing he borrowed back to Arlo. Changing into what he was wearing before. They would clean up together with each of them remaining close to one another. Simply enjoying the other's presence. A quick notification on the weasel's phone reminded him that it was time to head home. Their fun had ended for the day but their relationship had taken an entirely new form and was far from over.

The German shepherd took Skip home to his parents. The weasel was all too grateful for the service and hugged the boy. The two shared another soft kiss at the doorstep. Their romance had taken off as if it was meant to be. Both of them were equally stricken by one another. Each of them looking forward to the future. The possibilities of what may be to come and what things they could do lingered in their minds.", "pools_count": 1, "title": "Sizing Down", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "application/msword", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "t", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "3", "views": "279" }