Revenge
By: Pi-Zero

Jeremy shoved aside Eric’s huge athletic bag with his foot, trying to get to the door. He could smell the thick pungent odor of Eric’s sweaty, grimy athletic kit, even from here with the bag closed. He glanced back at his computer, humming softly to make sure he’d closed out the windows and locked it. He smiled, as of tomorrow, this would all be different. He chuckled to himself as he squeezed by Eric’s shit and out the door, somehow it just didn’t bother him as much as it usually did today.

He was unsurprised to come back to the room to find that it had gotten not cleaner but even messier. Eric was a slob. Jeremy sighed, at least he didn’t leave beer cans or food around. His underwear and sports shit was another matter, however, and spread all over hell-and-gone. He waded through the crap, nodding to Eric as he passed. The big guy just grunted, scratching his bare, muscular chest idly as he watched some athletic event or another.

Jeremy grabbed a frozen dinner out of their dorm fridge and shoved it in the microwave, along with a cup of water for tea.

As the microwave *dinged* Eric grunted, “Hey dude, grab me a beer from the fridge, will ya?”

Jeremy grinned behind Eric’s back, he’d been planning on waiting a little longer, but the opportunity was too good to pass up. He spooned some of his special diet sugar into his tea and grabbed a beer for Eric, popping it open. Reaching into the back of his cupboard, he pulled out a small bottle of white crystals and shook exactly a quarter teaspoon into the opening to Eric’s beer. He swished it around and turned back to the room.

He smiled, “Here, you lazy ass.” He sat down with his tea and dinner, after kicking some of Eric’s shorts off his chair. He almost scalded himself on his tea, not paying attention as his eyes were riveted on Eric, who downed the beer quite quickly, then let loose with a huge belch, “Bleh, not a very good beer. Remind me to get a different kind next time, will ya squirt?” Jeremy sat back, ignoring him and finished his dinner. When he was done, he set aside his plate and mug and rose to stand in front of Eric, switching off the television.

Eric glared, “What the fuck? I was watchin’ that!”

Jeremy laughed, “Not anymore you aren’t, fuckwit. Things are about to change around here. You aren’t going to be leaving your shit around the room anymore. You aren’t going to push me around, or throw me out when you’ve got some girl here. I’m going to cut you down to size, Eric.”

Eric didn’t even seem to register that Jeremy was speaking, “You know much about computers?”

His tirade cut off, Jeremy started, “Huh? What? Why?”

Eric looked at him, “Mine’s broken. And you know I can’t fix it.” He paused, then said, absolutely deadpan, “I’m just a horny dick on legs.”

The color drained from Jeremy’s face.

Eric continued, still deadpan, “You know, even if you do think I’m an idiot, you might want to pick a better password than ‘God.’ I mean, come on, anyone’s going to try that. And then… someone… might just… read your email?” He smiled.

Jeremy’s mouth worked, “I… uh… I… you… but you…”

“Yes, yes I did drink the beer. You know, some of those things you wrote were very creative. Maybe I’ll have to think about them soon, what do you think?” Eric’s eyes shone.

Jeremy was still dumbstruck, “But… does that mean… you… want to…?”

Eric’s smile widened, “You forget, Jer, in your email to Shrinkkee917 you told him how you intended to do it.”

Jeremy’s face dropped

“What you were using”

Jeremy stared

“Where you hid it”

Jeremy’s eyes watered

“What flavors it could be disguised with.”

Jeremy stammered, “But… but… then… you… you didn’t… you’re joking?”

Eric’s eyes grew hard, “Wishful thinking, fucker. I switched your fancy ass sugar and your little white crystals. You put Splenda in my beer and drank…” He let the end of the sentence hang in the air, unspoken but understood.

Jeremy gasped, “The shrinking crystals. I’ve got…” He looked at his watch, “Less than a minute. Oh god. What are you going to do, Eric? Please, don’t hurt me!”

Eric shoved Jeremy, knocking him over easily, “You forget I read your emails, Jer, ALL of them.” He stepped over Jeremy, straddling him, “You had some intriguing ideas… and some pretty mean ones.” He laughed, “It’s started Jer.”

Jeremy’s eyes grew even wider, “Noooo!” But it had indeed started, he could already feel his clothes growing loose around him.

Eric grabbed Jeremy’s shirt and pulled it off him roughly, “Let’s see, how did you plan to start? Oh yes, ‘I’ll take off all his clothes, leaving him naked. Then I’ll humiliate him. And how did you plan on doing that, eh Jer?” He grabbed Jeremy’s shorts and dragged them with his boxers off his struggling body.

“No! You can’t! Please Eric!”

Eric growled, “I won’t listen to his pleas for mercy. No, wait, yes I will, and I will enjoy them. I wouldn’t be surprised if finally having complete power over him even gives me a hardon, even though I’m straight.”

“Oh god, no. Please.”

Eric dropped to his knees, still straddling Jeremy’s now bared and shrinking chest, “Yeah, I’m getting hard right now just thinking about having that idiot jock finally at my mercy. I’m going to humiliate him. Maybe I’ll even force that fucker Eric to suck me off.” His face twisted, “Your words, Jer.” He grabbed his waistband and pulled it down, dragging out his half-hard dick.

Jeremy writhed beneath Eric, only four and a half feet tall now and completely unable to shift the six foot plus mass of muscle above him, “I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m MMMPH!” His pleas were cut off as Eric shifted his crotch and shoved his dick into Jeremy’s throat, slamming the smaller man’s head into the floor.

Eric kept talking, “Yeah, I can imagine those lips wrapped around my dick now, eyes pleading. Those lips that kissed so many girls, now pleasuring MY dick. The lady’s man, being taken by a little guy. Not even strong enough to stop me from. Slamming. His. Head. Into. The. Floor!” Eric humped Jeremy’s mouth, his dick swelling to fill the shrinking man’s throat entirely, banging his head into the floor.

“MMmm mmm mmmPPH!” Jeremy protested, trying to gag, but unable to with Eric’s huge dick filling his mouth.

“Oh yeah, what was the next part, Jer?” He pulled out of Jeremy’s mouth, “That’s right… Maybe I’ll even fuck him. What could be more humiliating than being taken up the ass by some guy like a bitch.” He rolled Jeremy over under him, “Yeah, He’ll be my bitch, nothing but my toy. I’ll show him who’s boss.”

“What? NOO! I didn’t mean it! I AAAAAAAAARGH!”

Lubed just with Jeremy’s own spit Eric stuffed his entire rigid member up the now four foot Jeremy’s tight ass, “Yeah, I bet that ass he parades around all the time will be fucking TIGHT around my big dick. I bet he squeals too, like a bitch. Yeah, a little shrunken bitchboy.” Eric pulled most of the way out of Jeremy’s ass, “I’ll pound his ass into mush!” He drove back in, eliciting another pained shout from the man pinned beneath him.

Jeremy yelled and cried, but Eric would have none of it, he kept on, fucking Jeremy ruthlessly as he continued to recite the contents of the emails, “The best part is that even if his ass manages to loosen up, he’ll keep shrinking, making it always extra tight as I make him my bitch.”

And sure enough Jeremy did. As Eric fucked, Jeremy shrank. His body was now shifting and sliding around as Eric fucked, and as he reached three feet tall, Eric drove into him, threatening to tear him in two, and came, filling his guts with copious loads of hot white cum.

Eric lay on top of Jeremy for a minute, feeling the small man squirm helplessly beneath him, his ass still shrinking around Eric’s softening member. But he didn’t want to split the guy, he had more of Jeremy’s fantasies to live. So as Jeremy shrank to only two and a half feet tall, Eric rolled off him, pulling his soft dick out of Jeremy’s bruised and battered ass.

Jeremy lay gasping, “Oh God… I’m so sorry Eric… I thought you were going to split me in half with your dick there for a minute… I’m so sorry… the antidote… it’s under my bed…”

He stopped, interrupted as Eric started laughing, “Oh that? I know, it’s on the top shelf now, where you can’t reach it.”

Jeremy drew back a little, feeling himself continue to shrink as he saw a cold light spark in Eric’s eyes. Eric grinned, “But we’re not done yet, Jer. Don’t you remember? The fun part’s still to come!” He leered down at the now two foot man beneath him, “What was that next part? Hmm… oh yeah…” He imitated Jeremy’s voice, with some added whine, “The ass. What holds more fear to the straight jock than violation of his own ass? Why the ass of others of course!”

He stood up, straddling Jeremy like an avenging titan, “Really, what could be more terrifying to a shrinking man than the sight of a gigantic ass descending from the heavens?” As he spoke he squatted, pushing his ass into Jeremy’s face, “A monstrous ass, pinning him to the floor, most of his diminutive body pressed between huge glutes.” He ground his ass across Jeremy’s face, “His face pressed into that dark stinking hole, now violated on both ends, humiliated, nothing more than a plaything. His struggles useless.”

Jeremy did indeed struggle. But Eric’s muscular ass easily gripped almost half his still shrinking body, and his flailing fists only amused Eric. Eric laughed, “Kiss it Jer. You wanted to fuck it, to violate it, well now it’s violated you. Kiss that ass, you little fucker.” He flexed his ass, his glutes squashing his roommate and pulling him up against the surface of his ass and clenching hole, still dirty, sweaty, and reeking from playing soccer with his buds this afternoon.

Jeremy’s flailing increased as his face was mashed into Eric’s stinking asshole. Eric groaned, feeling the incredible power he had, and his dick rapidly hardened again. This wasn’t sex, this was raw power, complete domination. He could feel every part of Jeremy’s body against his ass, more of his shrinking roommate’s body slipping in between his powerful muscles every minute.

Jeremy’s flailing body shrank past a foot and a half, and Eric clenched his butt again, smashing the air from Jeremy’s lungs and squashing him into Eric’s crack. Then Eric stood up a little, taking Jeremy with him, trapped between his glutes, legs kicking in the air!

Eric squatted again, and released his vise grip on Jeremy, who fell to the floor under his ass, gasping. Eric looked down, laughing, “I thought the next part was especially amusing, Jer… In preparation for the final humiliation, the complete and irrevocable domination, I’ll give the little shit a taste for what he’s to become…”

Jeremy’s eyes grew wide, knowing what had been in that last letter, “No, no NO!” Eric grinned, “Your words dude. Now get in there.” He reached back, his hand easily pinning the struggling man, now only a foot tall, beneath him. He pulled Jeremy back towards his ass, pushing his face up against that awful stinking hole again. But Eric didn’t stop there this time. With two fingers on the back of Jeremy’s head, he pushed, grunting as he stuffed Jeremy’s entire head into his ass. Again he stood up, holding Jeremy between his cheeks with his head shoved up the larger man’s ass.

He squatted again, and with a grunt and a stinking fart, Jeremy popped back out. Eric grabbed the little man, who was still gasping, his lungs heaving. “You remember what that was for, of course, and thus what comes next… but I’ll tell you anyways! You needed a good look at where you’d be going next, because, well the next time you get there you won’t be in any shape to appreciate it. Actually, you won’t be in any shape at all!”

Eric laughed, “Ah you look like you’re about nine or ten inches now, that should be about it then! And we’re ready for, what was it you called it? Oh yes… the final humiliation, the complete and irrevocable domination. You’re right, of course, Jer. It is. But you were wrong about one thing. You know what that is?”

Jeremy looked at his titanic roommate and shook his head, shaking in fear, afraid to know what Eric was going to say.

“Me. I’m not like you, Jer.” Eric smiled.

Jeremy felt hope flood through him. Maybe this had all been a ruse, a lesson, maybe Eric wasn’t going to perform that last act…

“I’m smarter than you, Jer. And I’m bigger than you. I didn’t have to make you as pathetically small as you planned to make me to finish this. Not that it matters in the end, you’ll be the same little shit you already are, I’ll just be less hungry.” His stomach rumbled, “Ah, right on time. Well, that’s my cue to say goodbye, you little shit. I hope you make a better shit than you did a roommate.”

Jeremy screamed. He yelled. He begged. He pleaded. He offered anything and everything. But Eric wasn’t listening anymore, not that he’d really been listening in the beginning. He opened his mouth wide, giving the man in his fist a few of the wet, red inside of his mouth, strings of drool stretching across that deadly cavern.

Eric lifted his hand, “Bye.” And stuffed Jeremy’s head and shoulders into his mouth, cutting off any further protests. Jeremy barely had time to process the feel of the rough tongue beneath him, the looming pressure of the huge teeth around him. Eric didn’t pause to savor the taste of his roommate or let his meal take stock of his surroundings. Instead, he swallowed, and pushed Jeremy’s head and shoulders through into his gaping throat.

It was kind of like taking a solid shot, he mused as Jeremy’s upper body was pushed into his tight throat and Jeremy’s stomach crossed his tongue, the diminutive legs flailing wildly outside his mouth. Though shots didn’t usually stretch his throat… or squirm. He grabbed Jeremy’s feet and shoved his shrunken roommate’s ass and crotch past his lips, pushing Jeremy’s torso completely into the tight confines of this throat.

He got a glimpse of himself in the living room mirror, his neck bluging out, Jeremy’s features clearly visible. He couldn’t help himself and grabbed his hard dick with one hand, beginning to pump as he stuffed Jeremy’s meaty thighs into his mouth, pushing his meal’s head into the wider space of his chest.

He watched as he swallowed and Jeremy’s squirming torso was pressed into sharp relief before being pulled into his chest, leaving only the weakly kicking ankles and feet outside his mouth. Smiling to his reflection, he put a finger on the soles of Jeremy’s feet and pushed them slowly past his lips and into his mouth.

He swallowed slowly, feeling the squirming intensify as Jeremy’s upper body was pushed into the top of his stomach. He swallowed again and there was a *thud* feeling as his meal was deposited entirely into his belly.

He marveled at the fact that he could not only feel that Jeremy was in there, but that he could feel Jeremy’s struggling and fighting. He could even hear muffled yelling. Jeremy had been right, this WAS the ultimate domination. His body would waste Jeremy, the little shit, and turn him to what he was, shit.

He gripped his dick harder, groaning, “Fuck yeah.” He was the king, “Squirm you little fucker, squirm!” He could feel Jeremy fighting inside him, pounding on the walls of his stomach. With a gasp, he came, coating his stomach with his cum. Breathing hard, he straightened back up, still feeling his roommate within him, “Well Jer, there’s only one bit of your emails left… goodbye!” He let loose a roaring belch, expelling the air he had swallowed with the little man. He felt the struggling slow and stop, “Nothing but food now. You were right about one thing, Jer, the perfect revenge.”

He grabbed the shirt Jeremy had shrunk out of and used it to wipe off his stomach and chest before flopping back into his chair and flipping the game back on.

~The End