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     Larry flipped through the channels and casually watched Bethany as she scurried around the apartment.
     "Larry?  Have you seen my Camelbak?  I can't seem to find it." Larry just shrugged.  She glared at him indignantly.
     "You know, you could stand to get out for some fresh air once in a while!  A little hike might do you good," she said.
     "Mountain climbing is for Billy goats.  I'm just fine right here," he said, changing the channel to a wrestling event.  Bethany rolled her eyes and headed to her bedroom.  A few seconds later, Larry felt very thirsty for some reason.  He reached for a soda but found the can was empty.
     "Soda run!" he called out, heaving himself to his feet.  But his legs suddenly refused to work and he fell back on the couch.  Shaking his head, assuming he'd just gotten up to fast, he tried to stand again, but found the strength leaving his arms too.  He couldn't even sit up anymore, and fell back against the cushions.
     He tried to call out to Bethany, but found his voice had gone.  Then he couldn't close his mouth.  In fact, it seemed to be opening wider and wider.  His arms lay limp at his sides and everything suddenly seemed to be getting bigger.  He realized he was shrinking and his legs were dissolving up into his body while his arms became slender and flat.
     His wide mouth suddenly became plugged by his tongue which rapidly grew to fill the orifice, sealing it off.  For some reason it tasted like rubber.  Then he felt his shoulders hiking up around his head, but then even further, and his head seemed to sink down into his chest.
     His flat hands seemed to grab the lower half of his torso on their own, and then form into a buckle that held them there.  His facial features melted away, leaving just the circular opening that was his mouth in the center of his chest. His arms folded themselves back from his body, and a zipper formed along his belly.
     Then he turned pink.
     Unable to move or speak, he laid there on the couch just trying to figure out what had happened to him.
     Bethany came back in the room and groaned.  "At least he could have turned off the damn TV," she said, going for the remote on the couch.  Her eyes widened when she saw him.
     "There it is! That son of a bitch must have been sitting on it the whole time!" she said, reaching down and picking him up.  Larry's mind reeled as she carried him effortlessly into the kitchen and started twisting his tongue.  It didn't really hurt, but he gasped when it suddenly came loose and she pulled it away from his mouth.
     She positioned his face under the faucet and turned on the water.  He felt the liquid falling into him and filling his abdomen. He thought he should be choking, but the water just rushed in, expanding his belly and welling up inside him.  Finally, just when he thought he couldn't take anymore, Bethany stopped the water and lifted him out of the sink.  Larry thought he was going to burst.
     Then suddenly, a hint of flavor brushed across his lips, and he saw she was pouring two flavor packets down his throat.  She pushed his tongue back into his mouth and twisted it, sealing it tight once more.  Then she vigorously shook him up and down, causing the water inside to slosh uncomfortably.
     He was a little dizzy when she slipped her arms under his and slung him across her back.  He felt her fiddling with his ... Was that his penis?  She pinched the head and then slipped it into her mouth, sucking and drawing the water through it.  Larry's mind nearly exploded with delight.  Too soon, she stopped sucking and clipped something over the tip, leaving him unfulfilled.
     With a frustrated sigh, he watched behind her as she went back into her bedroom, then back into the living room, then out the door. The water continued to slosh as she trundled down the steps and toward the parking lot.
     "Hey, Sarah!" Bethany said, and Larry felt a twinge of excitement.  Sarah was hot!
    The girls talked about where they'd be going and then moved toward the bike racks.  Larry finally got a good look at Sarah and saw she was wearing a tight orange tank top and gray bike shorts.  She straddled her mountain bike and followed behind Bethany where Larry could watch her pedaling.
     'This might not be so bad after all,' he thought, watching Sarah's chest bounce provocatively as they rode along.
     Just then, Bethany took another sip.

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     Larry flipped through the channels and casually watched Bethany as she scurried around the apartment.
     "Larry?  Have you seen my Camelbak?  I can't seem to find it." Larry just shrugged.  She glared at him indignantly.
     "You know, you could stand to get out for some fresh air once in a while!  A little hike might do you good," she said.
     "Mountain climbing is for Billy goats.  I'm just fine right here," he said, changing the channel to a wrestling event.  Bethany rolled her eyes and headed to her bedroom.  A few seconds later, Larry felt very thirsty for some reason.  He reached for a soda but found the can was empty.
     "Soda run!" he called out, heaving himself to his feet.  But his legs suddenly refused to work and he fell back on the couch.  Shaking his head, assuming he'd just gotten up to fast, he tried to stand again, but found the strength leaving his arms too.  He couldn't even sit up anymore, and fell back against the cushions.
     He tried to call out to Bethany, but found his voice had gone.  Then he couldn't close his mouth.  In fact, it seemed to be opening wider and wider.  His arms lay limp at his sides and everything suddenly seemed to be getting bigger.  He realized he was shrinking and his legs were dissolving up into his body while his arms became slender and flat.
     His wide mouth suddenly became plugged by his tongue which rapidly grew to fill the orifice, sealing it off.  For some reason it tasted like rubber.  Then he felt his shoulders hiking up around his head, but then even further, and his head seemed to sink down into his chest.
     His flat hands seemed to grab the lower half of his torso on their own, and then form into a buckle that held them there.  His facial features melted away, leaving just the circular opening that was his mouth in the center of his chest. His arms folded themselves back from his body, and a zipper formed along his belly.
     Then he turned pink.
     Unable to move or speak, he laid there on the couch just trying to figure out what had happened to him.
     Bethany came back in the room and groaned.  "At least he could have turned off the damn TV," she said, going for the remote on the couch.  Her eyes widened when she saw him.
     "There it is! That son of a bitch must have been sitting on it the whole time!" she said, reaching down and picking him up.  Larry's mind reeled as she carried him effortlessly into the kitchen and started twisting his tongue.  It didn't really hurt, but he gasped when it suddenly came loose and she pulled it away from his mouth.
     She positioned his face under the faucet and turned on the water.  He felt the liquid falling into him and filling his abdomen. He thought he should be choking, but the water just rushed in, expanding his belly and welling up inside him.  Finally, just when he thought he couldn't take anymore, Bethany stopped the water and lifted him out of the sink.  Larry thought he was going to burst.
     Then suddenly, a hint of flavor brushed across his lips, and he saw she was pouring two flavor packets down his throat.  She pushed his tongue back into his mouth and twisted it, sealing it tight once more.  Then she vigorously shook him up and down, causing the water inside to slosh uncomfortably.
     He was a little dizzy when she slipped her arms under his and slung him across her back.  He felt her fiddling with his ... Was that his penis?  She pinched the head and then slipped it into her mouth, sucking and drawing the water through it.  Larry's mind nearly exploded with delight.  Too soon, she stopped sucking and clipped something over the tip, leaving him unfulfilled.
     With a frustrated sigh, he watched behind her as she went back into her bedroom, then back into the living room, then out the door. The water continued to slosh as she trundled down the steps and toward the parking lot.
     "Hey, Sarah!" Bethany said, and Larry felt a twinge of excitement.  Sarah was hot!
    The girls talked about where they'd be going and then moved toward the bike racks.  Larry finally got a good look at Sarah and saw she was wearing a tight orange tank top and gray bike shorts.  She straddled her mountain bike and followed behind Bethany where Larry could watch her pedaling.
     'This might not be so bad after all,' he thought, watching Sarah's chest bounce provocatively as they rode along.
     Just then, Bethany took another sip.