Weight Away
By: Pi-Zero
Jason and Sean were roommates. Both of them were very fit and
excercised religiously. They had, however, very different approaches and moral connections therein.
Jason sighed, Sean had come in with his latest shopping bag full of
the latest supplements and junk, "Why can't you just eat healthy and let the exercise do the rest, Sean? I don't need it, why do you?"
For the thousandth time, Sean rolled his brown eyes and ran his
fingers through his brown bleach-tipped hair, "Because I don't want your smooth swimmer's
build, ya git. I want to be
buff and ripped. If you can't change your diet to what's new you'll
never keep up." He flexed his bicep, pointing out - again for the thousandth time – that his was definitively
bigger than Jasons.
Jason sighed again, dramatically, "So, what new MAGIC powder do you
have THIS time?"
Sean laughed, "The perfect one. It's called 'WeightAway' and it says
here it will 'shed extra weight like water and help your muscles firm up.'"
Jason's eybrow raised and he snatched the bottle, "It also says, 'warning, common side effect, excess weight reduction.'"
"So what?" Grunted Sean, "How could I object to losing more weight?"
Jason tossed the can to Sean and threw up his hands in disgust, "Suit
yourself. But mark my words, one of these days one of those powders is going to land you in
big trouble. I'm going to watch some TV before dinner."
Jason went and turned on the television, there wasn't much on. A
short while later, Sean came out of the kitchen and sat down with a big shake in his hand. A
few seconds later he let out a large wet belch and a contented sigh.
Jason threw a pillow at him, "You're disgusting."
Sean retorted, "What're you gonna do about it!"
Jason went back to watching the tube, but a few seconds later Sean
interrupted him again,
"Uh... Jase?"
That wasn't a tone Jason was used to hearing from the ever-confident
Sean. He turned and looked at his roomie. In the dim light of the TV it took a moment to
register what was
wrong. When it hit him, he gasped, "You're... SHRINKING!"
Sean was scared, he tried to stand up but tripped over his already
much too large pants and fell out of his chair, "You've got to help me Jase! Oh god! This is
impossible!"
He stood up shakily only to have his now much oversized shirt slip
off over his shoulders.
Jason stood up from his chair, and Sean realized his head only came
up to Jason's belt, and he was still shrinking.
"Excessive weight reduction, eh?" Jason murmured to himself. He
started laughing.
Sean ceased being scared for a moment and got angry, "Why are you
laughing? DO something you fucker! FIX ME!" He screamed and kicked Jason's foot.
Jason's eybrows arched, "And what, exactly, do you propose I do? Call
the police so they can take you away to be cut open? YOU swallowed that stupid powder, not
me. Looks like I was right, you landed yourself in BIG trouble!" He started laughing
again.
Sean let out a stream of curses, which only got Jason laughing harder
as Sean's voice kept rising in pitch as he shrank. Finally, at about seven inches tall, he
stopped shrinking.
Jason could barely hear still hear him swearing.
Jason shook his head, "Look, I'm not going to help you until you get
some fucking manners you little shit. I'm going to have dinner."
He left Sean, standing at only seven inches tall, standing in the
main room, and went into the kitchen area to fix himself dinner. He grabbed some romaine
lettuce, sliced up a little fried chicken breast and poured a tiny bit of balsamic vinnaigrette
over the top. He was just sitting down to eat when he saw a tiny figure come around the
corner, "Hello, Sean."
Sean came over to his foot, "Uh... Jase? I'm sorry I yelled at you.
Um... I'm kinda... hungry. Can I uh... eat with you?"
Jase smiled, "Sure, Dude. Here let me lift you up."
Sean squeaked, but wasn't fast enough to escape Jason's hand which
wrapped around him and carried him dizzyngly fast to the table. He sat on the edge of
Jason's plate and picked at a piece of chicken almost as big as his head.
Dinner went relatively well after that, some small talk, scrupulously
avoiding the elephant in the living room. Near the end of the meal Sean was idly kicking at
a piece of chicken and missed, overbalancing himself. He slipped onto the bed of lettuce.
Jason couldn't help but laugh as he watched Sean's perfect muscular
little body writhing around in the vinnaigrette, trying to get up and slipping in the oil.
Jokingly, he poked at Sean, sending him skittering around the plate. He laughed again, "Oh no! You look like an escaped piece of wiggling chicken!"
Just as he thought that, his belly growled. Sean started swearing
again. Jason poked him angrily and he skittered around the plate again, coming to rest amid
a small pile of remaining chicken, "You know, Sean, swearing at me is not going to
make me want to help you."
Just then, his stomach decided he really hadn't eaten enough. A small
smile curved Jason's mouth, "I don't have to help you at all. You know, you really do look like a piece of wiggling food there, all covered in tasty balsamic vinnaigrette..."
His stomach grumbled.
Sean stopped moving, staring at Jason with eyes wide at this strange
tone in his roommate's voice. Jase went on, smiling wider, "You know, maybe you're right.
I'm much bigger than you now, but maybe I SHOULD change my diet to keep up with the
competition?"
He paused. His grin grew even wider and he let out a short
guffaw, "Ha! And what better way to keep up with the competition... than to EAT the competition!"
Before Sean could escape, Jason grabbed his ankle between two fingers
and hoisted Sean upside down and squirming from his plate, "Come on, Dude. You said I
should change my diet. And you have to have even more protein than my little bits of
chicken."
Sean struggled wildly, "Come on, Jase! This isn't funny! Please! I'm
your roommate for God's sake!"
Jason gave him a mock pout, "But Seeean. You're already all covered
in my nice dressing! You KNOW I can't resist anything dipped in it! And you'll taste SOOO
good!"
Sean screamed, "JAAASE! PUT ME DOOOWN!"
Jason grinned wickedly, "I intend to, roomie! Right down into this
grumbling tummy of mine!"
He lifted Sean still struggling frantically above his head, opening
his mouth wide. He slowly lowered Sean, still dangling by one ankle until his upper
torso and flailing arms were in his mouth. He closed his lips and sucked the dressing off his
roommate's torso, admiring the meaty flavor he contained. Slowly he lifted Sean up
until his head popped back out of his mouth with a wet *pop!*
Sean gasped, "Oh God, Jase! You scared me! I knew you wouldn't
actually eat me."
Jason smiled up at his former roommate, "Huh? You haven't watched me
eat peppers have you? I suck off the extra dressing so I can savor the flavor more.
Sean started screaming again as Jason dropped him flailing back into
his mouth. He 'Mmmmed" around his roommate's thickly muscled chest before reaching out with his tongue to pull one
of Sean's flailing legs into his mouth.
He couldn't believe it, he - Jason - was about to turn his roommate,
a full grown man, into nothing more than an unwilling meal. This was true power. He reached
up with a finger and pushed Sean's remaining leg into his mouth and swallowed, sucking the
last tastes of the young man off his finger as I felt a squirming bulge descend down his
throat and fall with a plop into his stomach.
He could still feel Sean squirming around in there. Oh wow, that was
an incredible feeling, "See Sean? Stomach's stopped growling. You DID make an excellent
meal. And you know, I think I might just take that powder of yours. This is a neat diet plan and
there's a couple other guys I know who could do with being taken down... way down."
He smiled.
The End