Marci, one of my old friends, had commented on social media that she participated in ‘witchcraft’ and spells, potions, and all that stuff. ‘Yeah, whatever,’ I thought.

But then, something caught my attention. Someone posted something that pissed Marci off, and she mentioned having a cream that could permanently shrink a guy’s package.

Well, that’s not exactly what I had in mind for myself. I was a late bloomer. One of the last ones in the locker room to grow pubic hair, let alone a proper bush. Without being a perv, I have realized that nearly every time I stand at one of the urinal troughs, I am always one of the smallest.

So, I got to wondering, you know, it is probably just nonsense, but there are still things we can’t explain, so maybe it could be true. And maybe there is something that does the opposite? Thinking I didn’t have much to lose and trying anything not to be so small there, I decided to reach out to Marci. I messaged her, and she said she did have some ‘growing cream.’ Yes!

So, we arranged for a time that I could meet her at a local hotel room when her husband was out for my ‘treatment.’ I expressed my deepest gratitude for her help as a true friend.

She added, “I need you to be hairless! Hair interferes with the skin contact of the cream.”

I gulped to myself. “OK, I will, thanks! See you then!”

I was already small, but hairless too? Does she know how long it took me to grow what little pubic hair I have? So, I did the deed. I hopped in the shower and removed the little bush and pubic hair I had until my little dick and balls were as smooth and hairless as the day I was born. Small and bald too! Great!

So, I met her at the hotel room, both nervous about her seeing my little, now hairless package for the first time but also eager to become ‘full size,’ I hoped!

“Come on in,” she said. “Good to see you again after so many years since high school. I know you never put a move on me back in the day, so I guess I know why now. Let’s get you bigger!”

Well, I was both excited at the prospect and that my little unit would get some real attention, albeit in ‘therapy.’

“So, let’s see what you have got to work with! Everything off!”

Both nervous and excited, I complied, leaving the underwear for last. Marci could see the little bulge in my bikini briefs and braced herself for what was next.

“Go ahead. It’s OK. I am here to help. Go ahead and take them off.”

I nervously complied.

“Oh my,” she snickered. “I see what you mean. You ARE a little guy there!” She snickered further, involuntarily, beyond her control. “I’m sorry. I don’t mean anything. I mean, it’s just so small. Both your little dick and your little balls. They are quite cute! Especially being fully hairless! Very cute!”

Obviously, ‘cute’ was not what I was going for.

“So, let’s get you up on the bed and turn this little guy into a big guy! OK?”

Didn’t have to tell me twice. I laid there spread eagle, naked as a jaybird, waiting for my Wiccan friend to perform her magic on my little ‘cute’ package.

She reached into her bag for the magic cream and then, “Oh shit!”

“What?” I asked, started.

“I brought the wrong cream! I brought the shrinking cream instead! I am so sorry! I guess we will have to call it off today. Sorry! I know you were looking forward to it today.”

As I said, not only was I excited about the day, but I was ‘excited!’ No way did I want things to end like that. So, as often happens when the little head takes control, I tried to salvage the situation.

“Wait! It’s OK. You can use the shrinking cream on me,” I said.

I couldn’t believe I was saying that, but I knew I was about to get some serious attention there and didn’t want to miss out.

“Really? Are you serious? You do have a little penis and little nuts already. This will only make them smaller. You know that. Permanently. Are you sure?” she questioned.

“Yes. I know. They are already little. What is a little smaller? I mean, how much smaller can they get? It’s OK. You can put the cream on me,” I assured her, thinking only of the moment.

“OK, if you say so. You know, I didn’t mean this. But if I do this, I wouldn’t be able to live with myself if you don’t assure me that this is what you want. They are little, but I think your little dick is cute, and you have the cutest little hairless balls! I do mean that. But I need to hear that you truly want it, and I need to know throughout that you aren’t changing your mind, or I will have to stop the treatment. OK?” she gave me her conditions to continue.

I knew what I had to do. Regardless of what I thought was going to happen, initially, I knew Marci was walking out the door the minute she thought I wasn’t FULLY behind this unexpected twist. So, I had to sell it and keep on selling it, or it’s gone and done.

“No, it’s OK!” I pleaded, making my new pitch. “I WANT you to do this! Rub that cream on my little dick and my little nuts! Please make them even smaller. Make me smaller! Please!”

“OK.”

She started reluctantly at first, but I could tell that my enthusiasm was helping her get comfortable with the idea. She dipped her fingers into the jar and began applying her cream to my tiny, awaiting manhood. First, she rubbed the cream all over my little balls. My little nuts were trusting and eager for the attention, not knowing that the ‘attention’ would make them shrink.

“Here you go, little balls. I am coating you with my potion. It all starts with your little testicles. They are some cute little ones already. So tiny and hairless. Right now, you have a couple of grapes in your little sack. This cream will turn them into a couple of little cherries, maybe smaller. Shrink little balls, shrink,” She chanted. “You still on board with this happening?”

“Oh yes,” I replied.

Loving the attention that she was lavishing on my little balls. She loved the touch and the friction as she applied the cream and rubbed it firmly to work it into the skin to perform its magic.

Knowing I had to reassure her, “Oh, yes! It feels so good! Thank you! I am glad you brought the shrinking cream instead! Thank you for helping my little balls get smaller! I want my testicles littler. Yes! Make them smaller, please! If I can’t be the biggest guy, maybe I can be the smallest! Keep going! Rub that cream in! I want the full effect! Oh, yes! I love the change you are making in me! And I love that it is permanent! Yes!”

“Good,” she said. “Because that’s what’s going to happen! Your little nuts are going to be smaller when we get done. I hope you like it. Again, this is not what I intended, but I do feel a rush from being able to change your manhood,” she snickered in delight. “By my very hands! I am giving you tiny balls! Enjoy them.”

Getting nearly all the cream worked into my little sack, she turned to my helpless, expectant, already little shaft. It had a shrinking in its future, too, disguised as pleasure. She scooped another handful of cream for my little dick and gave me a last chance.

“You know, I can stop now,” she warned before proceeding. “Your little nuts have already begun the process. They are changing forever already as we speak. Are you sure you still want your little dick smaller, both shorter and thinner? Your softee will be noticeably smaller than before, and even your little hard-on will be shorter and thinner than you are used to. Do you still want that? I can stop here if you like?”

“Oh no, don’t stop,” I implored. “I still want you to continue this change in me! Rub it on my little penis too!” I felt the magic cream coating my little shaft. “Oh yes! Give me a smaller penis too! Thank you! Thank you! I want a smaller penis! Yes! Oh, rub it in, good! I want the full effect! You are so kind to me to make my little dick smaller! Tiny balls and now a tiny little dick. Yes!”

As she was finishing getting all of the cream worked into my little cock shaft, my little package decided to express its appreciation. She deftly aimed my little rod at my stomach, coating me with pleasure.

“This happens all the time,” she stated matter-of-factly.

She adroitly reached into her bag and retrieved a spoon. She scooped and fed me my yield. “Open wide,” she said. “This completes the process. Your seed that came from this transformation is now returned to you. This change will be permanent. Your little balls and little dick will hereafter be much smaller than before. You will now always have tiny balls and a tiny dick. Your erection will be a tiny one. And, I forgot to tell you, everywhere I rubbed the cream, including above your little dick, no pubic hair will ever grow again. So, you are hairless today and will remain so.”

She finished feeding me my remaining seed and making sure I swallowed it all.

“That’s a good ‘little’ boy!” Marci cupped my entire package in her hand, giving me a couple of playful squeezes. “Now look down,” she commanded. “I can see that the change has already happened.”

I was softening from my release, which was expected, but everything was tinier than before. I was much smaller and hairless, and there was no puberty or hair growth in my future. This was the new me.

“It worked,” she said. “You were small before, but nothing like this. It’s now a micropenis. A teeny tiny baby dicklette barely two inches hard. And you won’t be able to grow pubic hair to hide behind. Adorable little package! Get used to that,” She chuckled. “You’ll hear a lot about what you have down there! I’m glad I was able to help you! That tiny little package looks good on you! Glad to help you, my friend.”

And just like that, she was gone. She was right, everything was smaller, including my new hard-on, and my pubic hair never returned.

 

The End.

 

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