Brandon Twice
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Camshow Collab
🕑 Added 2022-07-30 17:57:13 +0000 UTC[shrinking, inanimate]
Gabe was pleasantly surprised when he opened the door for Deke and looked UP. The big man lived up to his Camshow reputation, stooping a bit and turning sideways to get through the door. Deke flashed a warm smile and licked his top lip as he introduced himself, offering a big, soft hand.
With a duffel bag slung over his shoulder, Deke was dressed as if he’d just come from the gym–grey joggers hugging his big legs, a shirt that hung from his wide shoulders and broad torso like a tent, making him look even bigger–but he smelled fresh out of the shower. Deke dropped his bag and started walking the perimeter of Gabe’s loft, nodding as he appreciated the decor.
“Nice place,” he said, pausing above the mantel, where an array of brightly colored “toys” were arranged. Deke smirked, looked back at Dillon, then leaned in closer. They were all battery-operated vibrators of varied sizes. Some were just smooth tubes, others fully-articulated and veiny like the dicks they represented. A few were shaped like little muscular men. Deke picked one up, turning it in his hand. “Never seen one like this before,” he said, stroking the toy’s bald head. It sprang to life, buzzing loudly. “Oh, shit,” Deke said. “For a second I thought its facial expression changed.” He clicked it off and set it back on the shelf.
“We can do this wherever you like,” Gabe said, gesturing to the comfortable white couch near the window, then toward his bedroom.
“All business, eh?” Deke said, strutting forward. He looked at Gabe's tight, fit body (⅔ Deke’s height and a hundred pounds lighter) and smiled. He pointed to the couch. “This collab is a great idea,” Deke said, reaching out and gently tugging one of Gabe’s earlobes.
“I agree,” Gabe said, turning from the blonde musclehead and producing a small camera. “I’ve got fifteen-thousand followers just chomping at the bit to watch you and I fuck around.”
“Fifteen thousand, hm?” Deke said, dropping his duffel bag on the ground and fishing out his own camera. “I’ve got 80 K. That’s gonna be a hefty audience for this.”
“You need something to drink? An edible?” Gabe offered. He pointed at a mini-fridge in the corner.
Deke shrugged. “I prefer to work on my own chemistry when I film,” he said. “You want to start fully clothed, or…”
Gabe shook his head, stripping off his own shirt. He had the narrow, ripped build of an underwear model. His breath caught as Deke took off his own shirt, revealing the 300 pounds of dense muscle mass that made him such a hit as a camboy. Gabe tried to mute his reaction, but Deke bounced his eyebrows when he noticed Gabe’s widened eyes.
“Been big like this my whole life,” he said, yanking down his joggers, revealing his thong-clad cock, already half hard at the sight of his “adversary” for the day. “Big everywhere, obviously,” he said, flexing his hips, bopping Gabe with the soft-fabric of his protruding bulge.
“Fuck,” Gabe said. “Let’s get this going.”
With both cameras on, streaming to their viewers, they started playfully pawing at each other. Deke dug his fingers into the deep cuts of Gabe’s abs and along the ripples of his back. Meanwhile, Gabe buried his face in the deep crevices of Deke’s armpits, then dropped down to lick around the incredible expanses of his quads. Deke flexed his legs as wide as he could as Gabe loudly marveled. Before long, Gabe had buried his face in Deke’s pecs and was rubbing his lube-slick cock up and down the deep striations of Deke’s quads.
“Fuck yeah, little man,” Deke crooned. He stroked Gabe’s curly hair like he was a pet, then roughly pulled him away for a second. “Let’s use on of these toys,” Deke said, winking at his camera.
“Pick which one you want,” Gabe said, licking his lips as the goliath turned toward the mantle. Gabe dove at the big, protruding glutes now aimed right at him, licking up and down each globe, then sniffing the crack. Deke continued as if he didn’t even notice.
“I like this pink one,” Deke said, picking up a little plastic dildo the shape of a brawny brute of a man. “Looks like a little powerlifter,” Deke said, examining the toy’s “body.” He ran a thumb over the toy’s protruding muscle-gut. “You don’t see toys with this kind of body shape ever.”
While Deke fixated on the strongman-shaped vibrator, Gabe turned toward his bag. He held a finger up to his lips as he leaned toward his camera, giving his audience a wink. Then he produced a small syringe containing a bright orange fluid. He tiptoed up behind Deke, who had switched on his strongman toy. As it vigorously buzzed, he ran it up and down his torso, moaning at the sensation. His whole body tensed as he held it under his balls.
“That guy’s name was Wyatt,” Gabe said as he jabbed Deke in the ass with syringe. “Set some state record for deadlift or something. He was really proud fo it… when he could still talk.”
Deke leapt at the sharp pain in his glute. He whirled around, fists clenched, as the “Wyatt” toy clattered to the ground. Deke stood in place, his jaw quivering, as new sensations started to overtake him.
“What… did… you…” The tension melted out of his body as he slowly sank to his knees, a dollop of drool hanging from his lip as his cock, now rock-hard, spurted out a few gobs. Gabe, equal in height with the titan now that he was kneeling, stuck a finger in Deke’s mouth, gently feeding it in and out. Deke, confused, suckled on the finger, his cock letting out a steady stream of cum as if he were experiencing a long, drawn-out climax.
“Feels amazing, doesn’t it?” Gabe asked. Deke just weakly nodded as his eyelids fluttered. “The lightest contact melts your brain,” he said, tickling Deke’s pecs. The big mass monster was putty in Gabe’s hands.
“Wyatt” continued to buzz and clatter around the floor. Gabe picked up the plastic tank of a man and held his vibrating body against Deke’s. The blonde hung whimpered as he was overwhelmed with pleasure.
“Sorry, little guy,” Gabe said to the toy in his hand, shutting it off and replacing it on the shelf, “but this isn’t your show. It’s big Deke’s. And Deke, all your fans are now jerking their dicks wildly as I take you down… permanently.” Gabe grabbed his own rock-hard cock and wagged it at each of the cameras as he shoved his hands underneath Deke’s armpits and yanked him off the ground. Deke seemed surprised as Gabe yanked him to his feet; the giant had shrunk since he’d been stuck with the needle, and his enormous body had shrunk so much that he and Gabe were about the same size.
“You’re… huge…” Deke said, limply pawing at Gabe’s body.
“Nope, you’re just tiny,” Gabe explained as Deke continued to dwindle away. Soon he was staring at Deke’s chest, then he was looking up at the man he’d towered over just minutes before. Gabe put his hands on his hips and loomed over the shrinking man with a smile on his face.
A burst of adrenaline caused Deke to suddenly act out of self-preservation; he suddenly broke into a clumsy sprint. He only made it a few feet before he toppled over. He moaned as he looked down and realized his legs had fused together. His tan skin had taken on an orange color. Gabe fished the little man off the ground and held him up.
He slowly approached Deke’s camera and held out the shrunken musclegod for his audience to inspect. “Look what happened to your big powerful hero!” Gabe taunted. Deke had turned entirely orange now, the color of the liquid in the syringe, and from the waist down he looked like a smooth plastic dildo. His hard dick protruded from his now featureless cylinder-shaped body, but Gabe crushed it down with his thumb, rubbing it smooth.
Deke’s muscular torso and head remained. Gabe grabbed his flailing, bulging arms and curled them up into a flexing “muscleman” pose just as they solidified for good. The tiny man whimpered in a chirrupy voice until Gabe held a thumb over his tiny mouth, sealing it for good.
When it was over, clicked the head of his new, flexing muscleguy dildo. Deke started buzzing vigorously. Gabe rubbed his vibrating toy all over his dick, demonstrating its multiple speeds and pulse-patterns for Deke’s audience until he had vibed out a load. He made sure to spew as much of his cum over his new toy, christening it,before replacing it, still dripping, on the mantel.
“I’m sure you know,” Gabe said to Deke’s camera, “that you guys won’t be getting any new content of your big man. But if you subscribe to MY show, you can watch me play with him. And if you tip me enough money… maybe I’ll grow him back? Drop me some cash and I’ll consider it.” He lifted Deke’s camera and set it on the shelf, next to the cum-covered toy that had been a beautiful hunk of man not long before.
