Something disturbing

It seemed as though Svetlana's habit of writing in Russian had changed since the last time I looked at her diary. Now she was writing in a mix of Russian and English, sometimes switching back and forth mid-sentence. The last three entries covered the last three days, judging by the date numbers at the top. I noticed the proper names of the women, and me, amongst the writing. Paul's name appeared as well, several times. Each entry ended with the initials "O.K.K." and a number. The day Debra and Stacy arrived ended with "20.32", the day after finished with "14.91", yesterday had "8.89".

I wasn't immediately sure why, but a prickle of terror traveled down my spine, straight into my groin. "O.K.K..." I whispered to myself. "The Omega Khirkscind-King device! What is it doing to me?"

But I knew. My body knew. My mind flashed back to everything the women had been saying, the smiles they had been sharing as they looked at me over the past couple of days.

Stacy and Svetlana were shrinking my cock!

And I had gone along with it! I had put the device on, watched as they sealed it, consented to its use. While they were taking their enhanced bodies over to Paul, I was losing what I had worked so hard to gain. I looked down at the device. I tugged at it, knowing it would be useless. For the first time, I became observant of my soft cock inside of it. I couldn't see it, but I knew the device was effective, that I wasn't filling it as much as I had at first.

Fear boiled up inside of me. My heart pounded, my vision swam.

But behind the fear, there was something else. Something darker. Something angry. Just the simple act of knowing what was going on gave me back some power over the situation. I had been oblivious, and now time was short. But if this device could shrink my cock that much, that quickly, there must be some way to reverse the process. Maybe some way to turn the tables on these women.

I went over to my computer, diary in hand. I flipped back a couple of pages. It looked like Svetlana had written some things about the device after learning about it from Stacy. Armed with a search engine and translation software, perhaps I could find a way to get myself out of this mess.