Happy to be writing again after a long absence caused mostly by RPing instead. While this is the first chapter of what will be a forced feminization story, this chapter is mostly forced m/m with the feminization only foreshadowed. If you are only interested in feminization, feel free to skip to the second chapter.

This story will also involve shrinking, another favorite of mine. Additionally, expect non-con and lot of horrible idea.

-Fivedots

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I received a text message from my roommate Ryan inviting me downstairs into his basement room. Something to show me.

"Bro, check this out. On the cable website I'm able to see our search histories." The stapled stack of papers hit me in the face as I fumbled to catch them, a pit immediately forming in my stomach.

"You've been up to some nasty stuff, bro. Not all vanilla, some bdsm stuff, that's pretty kinky, you even got into some tranny porn last week. It's pretty funny, I've been thinking about sharing it...maybe with your friends, family...I know you said your new boss is pretty conservative, probably wouldn't be crazy about a deviant like you working for him.."

I sized Ryan up as I had many times before. Former football player, big dude. Not someone you get in a fight with, and he knows that. "Fuck you, you piece of shit! You've got a lot of fucking nerve, you send that out and..."

"Woah bro, chill out, I'm not gonna actually do it, I know that would be really fucked up. Dude, I will delete it all and never hold it over your head again, you've just gotta do something for me and I delete the emails and history, I swear."

"Fuck you, what do you fucking want?" Surely its money, Ryan is always up to something, scheming, guess he finally has turned it on me.

"I'm gonna put these headphones on, relax here on my bed, and watch some of this porn you so highly recommend. You just get down here behind my laptop, we don't even have to make eye contact, I'll pretend like you aren't even there. Take this lube, get it nice and wet, and jerk me off. Make me cum, and the history goes away, swear."

This fucking sick bastard...and to be so confident that I'm going to comply...setting himself up, pulling down his pants and getting comfortable. The bottle of lube hit me in the hands and I didn't drop it. Fuck! Fuck this. Fuck this guy. Once this is over I am going to find a way to truly fuck this guy up.

I had avoided looking at it until I went to lube it up. What, am I supposed to marvel at its features or something? It was pretty fucking big, that's true, bigger than mine and I'm not small. Circumcised. That's surely all the detail that needs to be devoted. I fucking doused it in lube and went to work. The faster I can make this happen, the sooner I can get my revenge.

Then came the shrinking. That's the first time that I heard the distinctive *click click* like a master clicking at a dog. That's the first time I felt that distinctive and unusual feeling. Not painful but not good, uncomfortable. I looked up to see his hand holding the remote over the laptop. "Don't worry bro, you're just shrinking like 6 inches...I'll grow you back as soon as we're done here."

I couldn't really respond while the shrinking ran its course and he continued. I had only just got up the nerve to lube up his fucking prick, and he pulls this shit. Shrinking isn't that unknown, but I'm surprised this guy was able to afford a personal device.

"Your hands are too big, feels like a dude's hands. I want this to feel just right. I'll grow you back, just get to work, no worries."

I ground my teeth together and renewed my bullshit task. Fuck this guy...my hands fucking even smaller...shrinking me...that's all I need an even bigger cock to fucking jerk...who the fuck does he think he is...god this thing is fucking huge...it's bullshit...I'm gonna fucking kill him...

"Yeah rub the head, that's the fucking point of the lube...yeah that's better."

"Shut up man, you said you were just gonna watch your fucking porn."

"Okay, okay, dude, don't get your panties in a bunch..."

Precum mixed with lube and I added more, fucking humiliating. Both hands were able to wrap around his cock, I must have lost 6 or 8 inches, he was already bigger than me and felt particularly massive looming behind his laptop as I knelt before him. One hand stroking, one hand rubbing the head. My shirt baggily draping on me, my pants might fall down if I stood up and wasn't careful.

He moaned annoyingly as his breathing increased. It had hardly been 6 or 7 minutes. I closed my eyes and pretended I was somewhere else, not giving a non-consensual handjob to my giant jock roommate. Thinking about a chick I had been talking to and sleeping with. It was all a mistake. I had taken my eye off the prize, so to speak.

The first shot hit me right in fucking lips, fortunately my mouth was shut. I had the sense to dodge the second rope, fucking realizing that it was my fault for not paying attention to where I was aiming his stupid monster cock. I don't know why I bothered with a few more slow strokes, the distraction of the cum on my lips and the instinct of how I like to finish myself off. I had never stroked another cock so I had nothing else to go off.

He fucking groaned as he came down from his post-orgasmic high, his serious expression turning to a fucking grin as he peered over his computer. Then he was laughing at me. That fucking prick. I'm sure the cum covered expression on my shrunken face was very funny if you're a fucking sadist.

The cum rag hit me in the chest and I immediately used it to wipe off my face, only realizing after it was too late that it had been used before.

"Good job bro, here you go." Before I could say anything I heard the distinctive *click click* as I grew back awkwardly into my clothes.

"I'm a man of my word, here you go dude." He tossed the printed internet history to me. "I'll delete the emails, you'll never hear about them again, swear it."

"Now get out of here, its starting to sink in how gay that was of you...should have got a girl roommate from the start, haha."

All I could do was seethe...this guy has the fucking balls to call what I did gay? But I didn't want to fight right now, I wanted to fucking leave.

Wordlessly I walked out as he absently played on his phone, tripping over my pants, readjusting them as I climbed the stairs and got away from that hellish experience. It wouldn't be until the shower that I would realize that he had left me a couple of inches shorter...