Big Ego, Bigger Muscles, Part 4

Jed didn’t black out from the dizziness, but he almost wished he had. He felt downright pathetic losing the fight to Clyde but felt even worse knowing he was losing his size, too. He was probably down to 200 at this point, lower than what he started the day at, and he hardly resembled a bodybuilder anymore. “I look like an ordinary guy who maybe once played sports,” he thought.

Clyde finally dropped him on the floor after he finished kissing Henry and laughed as his now-smaller opponent. "I don’t know what bullshit ‘roids you’ve been taking, cunt, but apparently they backfired on you. Obviously aren’t as good as old-fashioned work in the gym."

Jed slowly got up off the floor, with his ripped clothes now hanging loosely on him. He could feel his dominance slipping away. "I'm…I'm not a cunt" he said with wavering confidence.

Clyde felt exhilarated after the beatdown and laughed at Jed’s pathetic response. Then he turned to his boyfriend and said, "Damn, Henry, working over this punk has made me hungry and horny! I need you to come home with me right now."

"But Clyde, I'm the only one here,” replied Henry. “If I leave the shop unattended, I could get fired."

"And that's exactly what needs to happen, Henry. I make plenty of fucking money for the both of us, and I don't like the big guys that come in here and take advantage of you. We'll get you a new job somewhere with other little guys. Now, let's get home," Clyde demanded, and as he did so he took Henry's hand and placed it on his groin. "So you can take of this for me. OK?"

Henry smiled and grabbed his coat with his free hand. "What about him?" he asked while tilting his head in the direction of Jed.

"Crybaby over there will handle the other end."

Jed didn't know what Clyde meant, but he didn't have time to ask as the aggressive powerlifter shoved him out onto the sidewalk.

The trio left the shop, Henry locked the door, and they walked the two blocks back to Clyde's home. The three of them made an interesting site – Henry the skinny salesman was up front, all decked out in his nice work clothes; Jed the half-nude shrunken bodybuilder followed him; and Clyde the beefy powerlifter was coming up the rear in his super tight gray sweatsuit.

They arrived at the house quickly, and Henry went into the kitchen while Clyde directed Jed into the bedroom. "What's going on? What are we doing?" asked the former bodybuilder.

"I told you. I need to eat and I need to fuck. Right now!" replied Clyde. He took off his shoes and socks, and then took off his sweatshirt to reveal his massive torso – pumped up arms, beefy muscletits, and a giant ball gut that looked incredibly firm and hefty. Clyde pulled down his pants and underwear, and Jed saw his glorious 10 inch cock that was already half-hard.

"Fuck me," thought Jed.

Clyde then climbed onto the California King Size bed, propped his back up with some pillows, and stretched out his legs. He started massaging his pecs with his left hand, taking in all his juicy flesh, and then rubbing his manmeat with his right. He then turned to the humiliated bodybuilder and asked, "You like seeing what a real man looks like, creampuff? 300 pounds of power right here. And unlike your little show-muscles, this body is all about strength!"

Jed’s body began to ache after the insult from Clyde, and he realized he was losing more of his muscle as his ego deflated. He was positively swimming in the remains of his shirt, and suddenly realized he was getting shorter, too. Jed tried desperately to think of an insult – anything that might momentarily pump up his ego and his body – but the sight of beefy Clyde stroking his giant cock was so carnal and so delicious he couldn’t think of any retorts.

Henry returned with a giant plate full of sandwiches and turned to Jed. "Here you, go," he said as he handed him the food. "Just keep shoveling it in until he's full. If you stop and he's still hungry, he'll give you another beating like the one you got earlier."

The now-submissive Jed didn't have to be told twice. He scurried up onto the bed, sat beside the reclining powerlifter, and put one sandwich in front of his mouth. Clyde opened his giant maw and took a huge bite, and then started chewing furiously like he hadn't eaten in weeks. "More," he said after swallowing.

Jed obliged, and pushed the rest of the sandwich in. "He can eat an entire 6-inch sub sandwich in just two bites?" thought Jed. He thought his fat brother Calvin was a fast eater, but Clyde made Calvin seem like a little kid.

He continued feeding the giant while Henry disrobed and climbed up on the bed. He sat on Clyde's groin and started gyrating his hips, and within seconds it was clear that Clyde's massive organ had grown inside of the little sales clerk. Clyde began pumping his hips up and down as if Henry hardly weighed an ounce, and the smile on Henry's face revealed how much pleasure he was feeling.

Jed watched as Henry leaned forward and began to massage Clyde's musclegut, rubbing it all over, as he bucked up and down. As he became more and more mesmerized he started to slow down on the sandwiches, but it only took a few seconds of Clyde grabbing and squeezing his arm to remind him to pay attention and feed the hulk faster.

Since Clyde's mouth was full of food, Henry did all the talking. "C'mon, stud, keep growing. Keep growing until you're the fuckin’ biggest!" he exclaimed while massaging Clyde's belly.

Clyde began to grunt and his hips bucked faster.

"C'mon, daddy, get huge for little Henry! Keep eating! Keep fucking!"

Jed was surprised that Henry wasn't flying off considering how high Clyde was pushing his hips in the air. He was stuffing in food fast and furious now, and Clyde was practically swallowing it whole.

"Getting nice and beefy, Clyde. Look at this gut! Look at those big ol' muscle titties you got!" said Henry as he massaged the behemoth with vigor.

Clyde inhaled the last bite of the last sandwich and then practically roared as he began cumming. "Oh yeah! Fuckin' A! That's what I needed!"

Henry balanced himself on Clyde's ball gut as the musclecum squirted inside him, and then after about thirty seconds of bliss collapsed with exhaustion onto the bed.

In comparison to the sales clerk, Clyde seemed to be exhilarated – he sat up, turned to Jed, and flexed his guns. "Damn, I feel great! So big and so strong! You ready to switch places with Henry?"

Before Jed could think about an answer and before he really even realized what was happening, Clyde had picked him up. "Boy, you keep getting smaller and smaller. Or maybe all this fucking is making me stronger, huh?" he said with a laugh.

As Jed dangled in the air and felt more size slipping away thanks to Clyde’s latest insult, he could feel Henry taking off his pants and underwear, and then applying lube to his ass. He looked down to see Clyde’s massive rock-hard tool, and asked himself “How is this guy still hard? He just came!”

Once the former bodybuilder was lubed up, Clyde used his super-strong arms to maneuver Jed onto his groin. The positioning was excruciating at first, and Jed thought about screaming, but he just closed his eyes and the pain eventually subsided. He held on to the firm ball of flesh that was Clyde's gut as the big guy began to buck his hips.

He could hear Clyde taunting him between bites of food that Henry was stuffing in his mouth, calling him names like pussy and weakling and wimp. Jed kept trying to tell himself that wasn't true, but doubt was creeping in. "Am I a wimp and weakling? Is Clyde what a real man looks like?"

As the fucking continued, Henry encouraged his boyfriend. “Keep eating, daddy. You are getting so huge and powerful. You are going to be the biggest and strongest man on the planet soon!”

Clyde soon roared like he did the first time, and seconds later his cum erupted into Jed. The now-smaller man tried to stay conscious, but unlike earlier at the store, the draining on his system was too powerful and he passed out.