Honey, I Shrunk The Pants!

So, I'd been toying around with a similar idea to this for a while when one of you lovely Patrons came to me and said "What about a story where a scientist creates a shrink ray?". I couldn't get the idea out of my head, so here it is.

Let me know what you guys think, and comment below if you want to see a sequel!

It all started very innocently. I swear!

I’d been working at Gunther Labs for nearly a year when I landed a huge research project. They wanted me to solely focus on the research and development of a new laser beam. It wasn’t to kill or maim or anything so evil, but a beam that would enlarge. The aim was to use it on food so that in poorer countries, they could use the laser to increase their food stores without needing to grow more crops or import food with money they didn’t have.

I spent months working through more formulas and equations than I knew I was capable of, and then after a lot of work with one of the engineers, we had a prototype. It was a small handheld device that allowed you to point like one of those clickers you used for presentations.

Unfortunately, the laser didn’t work.

No matter what I tried, every time I shot the laser at a piece of food, it shrank rather than grew. I just couldn’t figure it out.

At this point, I had spent weeks of insanely long days, ignoring my life, to focus on the research project. I was quickly losing my mind, not to mention desperately needing a decent meal that wasn’t takeout, and some time at home where I could have a shower that lasted more than two minutes and jerk off for the first time in over a month.

After another week of shrinking every food source I tested the damn laser on, I finally decided to take some vacation time and have a long weekend away from the lab. I packed up the laser and took it home in a briefcase, just on the off chance that I had a sudden brainwave.

It was Friday night, I’d just finished a home cooked meal, and I was sat on my couch with one hand inside my boxers and the other scrolling porn on my phone. It had been nearly six weeks since I’d jerked off and I was at a level of desperation that I’d never experienced before. My cock was harder than it had ever been, and after just a few seconds of barely touching it, I was leaking precum all over my hand.

As I scrolled through various videos I loved, I paused on one that I hadn’t watched for years. It was a beefy guy in his twenties who’d spent months bulking up. He was trying on an old pair of undies, and the briefs were so tiny on him that he couldn’t get them past his thighs.

Fuck, it was so hot seeing him struggle with something so damn tiny.

And that’s when it hit me . . .

Maybe I could use my new laser for something that wasn’t remotely to do with food. Maybe I could use it to have some fun.

Just the thought of what I could do had my balls retracting and my cock exploding in a matter of seconds, the warm cum coating my hand and the insides of my boxers. I dropped my phone, panting for breath. Could I really follow through on the ideas that had been racing around my head? It was so unethical. I couldn’t. Could I?

Shaking my head, I tossed my phone aside and watched a movie, before heading to bed, assuming that the crazy idea would have left my brain completely by the time I woke up.

As it turned out, I couldn’t have been more wrong.

When I woke up, my cock was hard and leaking against my stomach, and the first thought that popped into my head was what could I do with a shrink ray?

I spent the morning trying to refocus my mind, desperately trying not to think about, but I couldn’t do it. There was only one way that I would be able to stop thinking about it, and that was to try it out. Maybe it wouldn’t work? Maybe I wouldn’t feel what I thought I would? But I had to give it a go.

My apartment was only a ten-minute walk from the beach, so I threw on some swim trunks, tossed a towel, a book and the laser in my bag and headed down to the ocean as fast as I could walk.

Despite it being a reasonably warm Saturday, the beach was irritatingly empty. I laid out my towel on the beach and immediately wrapped my hand around the laser, waiting for the perfect subject.

It had been nearly twenty minutes when I finally got my wish as a handsome, blond guy in his early thirties walked along the beach towards me. He laid out a towel about ten feet away and dropped his shorts to reveal a figure-hugging red speedo. His thighs were muscled, much like his toned upper body, and he had the sexiest butt I’d seen for a long time.

Trying my best not to stare or drool, I waited for him to stand up and a short while later, he did just that, adjusting the back of his speedo so his cheeks were just covered. Part of me felt bad for testing this on a piece of material that was already struggling to contain him, but I couldn’t stop myself. As he walked a little way towards the ocean, I did a quick check around before aiming the laser and hitting the button.

There was a soft hiss as the laser connected with the material. The guy had just put his feet in the surf, but the effects were immediate. The back of his speedo immediately started to tighten, the material shredding open at his hip as it tried to shrink and found resistance. He was oblivious until the waistband snapped with a loud twang and suddenly his cheeks were on full view, tanned and lightly dusted with hair.

My cock was throbbing against the inside of my trunks as he turned around, and I got the best view imaginable. The speedo snapped at the leg bands and his cock and balls flopped free as the material ripped one last time and dropped to the sand at his feet with a soft splosh in the waves.

“What the fuck?” he gasped, clutching his hands to a very delicious looking uncut cock. “How the fuck did that happen?”

“Sorry bud, this isn’t a nudist beach,” I called, doing my utmost to hide how much I was enjoying his embarrassment.

“My fucking speedo ripped off,” he yelled at me as he stumbled towards his towel and wrapped it around his waist. “What the fuck?”

Before I could do anymore, he’d grabbed his bag and run off with his face burning red.

I headed into the waves to deal with my ready to explode cock. As soon as I had the water up to chest height, I pushed my trunks down a little and grabbed my dick, jerking as fast as I could. It had worked. The laser had done exactly what I hoped. It had shrunk his speedo, and it had ripped right off of him.

Oh god, the possibilities!

I came into my hand, cum floating away on the waves, leaving me hornier than ever. What the hell could I do with this newfound toy? And who would be my next target?