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Chapter 3 by EmptyCauldron EmptyCauldron

What do you do now?

Panic!

With terror in his eyes, Jake gazed at the display of the watch, his face had drained of all color and his mouth had gone dry. This was impossible, this was a bad joke - a nightmare - he never heard of technology like this. Was it fucking magic? No, no, he had to be dreaming. With heavy breathing, he lifted up his hand and pinched his arm. Softly at first, before he pinched harder and harder until he began scraping away little flakes of skin. God no, this wasn't a dream after all. Jake's heart punched the inside of his ribcage like a jackhammer and tears began forming in the corner of his eyes. It didn't matter that the watch told him via the display that this effect would only last for 23 hours 58 minutes and 23 seconds longer, he didn't want to be set back years nor did he want to dodge his girlfriend in case she decided to be a kinky cat. Not that she ever did, but... y'know.

He was a mess and for some reason, that pathetic 1-inch wonder was as erect as possible, no bigger than it was flaccid. What options did he have? Wait it out? Why yes, he could wait it out but that wasn't a thought that scraped by his mind, he just wanted to get rid of this problem as quickly as possible. He was throwing a silent tantrum. Finally, Jake took action, hammering his finger on the display, blinking away little teardrops. This only could have gone wrong. Eventually, his objective thinking caught up with him again, leaving Jake to wipe away his tears with the flat of his palm. What he saw although almost gave him a heart attack.

The display had changed and now showed layers of effects which he had apparently added to his own body while so violently fingering the device. Heat surged through his shrunken nethers, hot enough for him to almost topple over in pain as the additional effects settled in. Having a tiny dick was bad enough, he really didn't need any of the things he just read. Within seconds the little tuft of hair above his cock, balls, stomach, chest and even under his armpits vanished, retracting back into his body and leaving him with a body as smooth as a baby's bottom. That wasn't all of course, the heat was still centered by his nuts and cock, seemingly changing the nerve endings and semen production by the second. His dick became hyper-sensitive, his endurance was cut to shit, his balls felt always painfully full, and his cock refused to become flaccid. Heavy breathing and little moans escaped Jake as he dashed for the bathroom.

Once inside the horrors of his situation truly became obvious to him. The lad unbuckled his belt, kicking open a stall door and letting his pants and boxers slide down his legs to pool around his ankles. He swiftly sat down on the porcelain, staring at the throbbing dick between his legs. With a dry swallow, he brought his finger up to it, poking that tiny tool. A mistake. Jake immediately moaned out loudly, his minuscule prick erupted as hard as it could, spraying a grand total of three, runny droplets of cum onto the floor. Instead of getting soft though it remained hard and while his raisin nuts felt empty for a second, they immediately filled up again, leaving him wanting more. Reality settled in. He was a sexual dead-end, with an inch long clit that immediately busted from the smallest form of physical interaction. With wrecked confidence and a shaking hand, he brought the watch up to his face. He was already pale, but he could almost tell that even more color drained from his face. It didn't show 24 hours anymore, no, it advanced. Jake was stuck with a premature, constant mini-boner for Five whole days.

What now?

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