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Any day @thecocolicious posts a new pic is a great day in my book! These pics--giant roided out freaks with tiny little packages--get me going in the best way. Good God what a sexy pic--imagine being faced with all of that mind-blowing muscle, having him drop his drawers and seeing the tiniest, most ineffectual looking mini-dick you’ve ever seen. Even better, imagine him parading out on stage, dropping jaws with that massive frame piled with hundreds of pounds of rock-solid, perfectly sculpted muscle overflowing in all directions, but sitting out in front of it all for all to see is a tiny little dicklet, probably good for peeing only, and two little tic-tacs barely filling out the brightly colored poser really accenting the unimpressive feature that much more. Guy like that, with such a teeny little bb-gun but a big old battleship for an ass, doesn’t take long to figure out where his wiring goes. Just love imagining gargantuan beasts whimpering when their oversized booties get the attention they deserve, all of that unbelievable muscle flexing and throwing off gallons of sweat, while that barely-there “cock” dribbles out a few drops of cum. Big man lets out a fifteen-second bovine groan like he’s had the orgasm of his life, but only needs half a tissue to clean up the mess.

Big Boy, Little Toy

Tyler Hoechlin was in his dressing room, putting on the retro-looking Superman suit that his manager had told him to wear. The fabric was smooth to the touch and felt good as it covered the actor’s bulging muscles, making them appear larger as the blue material hugged every contour.

However, the red briefs felt way too tight for Tyler’s comfort. Although his impressive ass was semi-comfortable, his junk felt like it was caught in a vice grip, being squeezed by the tightness of the crotch area.

“This feels a bit too tight,” Tyler complained to his manager as he stepped out of the dressing room. The front of the briefs was constricting his famous eight incher so badly that it resulted in the actor having to waddle a bit to reduce the pain and prevent his balls from spilling out the sides and pressing against the thin blue fabric for all to see.

The manager barely glanced up from his iPhone, just grunting out a simple, “You’re fine.”

Tyler wanted to argue and ask for a larger brief, but the director’s voice boomed out, stopping him.

“Ready on set!” he yelled out. “Hoechlin!”

The Superman actor huffed, his broad shoulders rising and falling, stretching the fabric of his tight suit to the limit as he did so. With a grimace on his handsome face, he waddled on set, posing next to a destroyed green vehicle. When he turned to face the camera, he saw on one of the monitors that the suit make his cock look a bit smaller thanks to how much it squeezed it. 

He rolled his eyes and puffed out his impressive pectorals as a means of compensation.

“Action!” the director yelled out.

Forcing his bravado into his voice, Tyler Hoechlin recited his lines, acting like he was searching the damaged vehicle for any trapped passengers. As he moved around the prop, he could feel the stretchy material of the blue fabric clinging tightly to his muscles, making them pop out even more. Deep down, he was happy about that, already visualizing the online comments lusting over his hard-earned muscles. However, he was still annoyed at how confined his cock and balls felt in the small briefs. 

As the script demanded, Tyler continued to circle around the prop vehicle, breathing a little easier as he felt the tight, painful material of the red briefs starting to gradually loosen up.

That made it a lot easier for the actor to maneuver around the prop and perform his lines. As he walked, his waddle was reduced to his regular strut, the material apparently making room for his large balls, which no longer threatened to spill out… in fact, they started to feel comfortably cradled by the tight briefs. His cock was no longer being squeezed as well, and it wasn’t long until Tyler was back to his normal saunter, barely even noticing the feeling of the red briefs on his junk anymore.

“Lookin’ great, Hoechlin!” the director cheered when the actor finished his lines for the scene.

Tyler crossed his arms over his buff chest and watched one of the side monitors as it replayed the footage, trying to catch sight of any tiny mistake that he could fix. He was actually pleased with how he looked, admiring how his pecs and biceps were accentuated by the new costume, and even smirking the slightest bit at how his cock was straining against the red briefs on screen. The more he watched, however, the more he realized that something was horribly wrong.

Tyler watched in shock as the footage on the screen showed the actor sauntering around the prop as his massive red bulge in front of him visibly shuddered. His stomach dropped as he saw what looked like his impressive package starting to shrink, the bulge looking smaller and smaller by the second, the change in his gait coinciding with the change in his girth. His cock and balls keep shrinking until his bulge was minuscule, barely visible on the screen at all.

Tyler knew it was impossible, but he still had to take a deep breath to psyche himself up before he glanced down at himself. Looking over his large pecs, the actor paled at the flatness of the red briefs he wore.

Without a word, the actor sprinted off the set and back to the dressing room. The entire time he ran, he winced at the absent sensation of his package between his legs.  “That’s impossible,” he huffed to himself as he ran. “It can’t shrink! That’s impossible!”

He burst through the door of his dressing room and frantically tore the Superman costume off of himself. With his chest bare, he hooked his thumbs into the straps of the red briefs, inwardly pleading that his eyes and the footage were wrong. He yanked the briefs downward, nearly passing out at what he saw.

Instead of his impressive eight inch cock and golfball-sized balls, the actor wailed at the sight of his two inch nub and balls that resembled cherry tomatoes and were tight against his skin. With a shaky hand, the actor reached down and gripped his pathetic nub, only able to grab it with two fingers thanks to how small it was now. His large chest heaved with panic and when he looked in the mirror in the dressing room, he saw how ridiculous he looked with such massive muscles and a tiny, barely visible cock.

There was a banging knock on the dressing room door, startling the altered stud. “Tyler! What’s wrong?” his manager called out. “C’mon! We got a scene to shoot!”

Tyler blushed with humiliation over what happened to him, not fully comprehending how it was possible. “D-dude,” he stuttered, unsure how to voice his concerns, “my cock… it fuckin’ shrank!”

“What?” his manager laughed incredulously as he entered the dressing room, immediately going silent at the sight of the tiny mushroom barely poking out of the actor’s trimmed bush. “What happened?” 

“I don’t know!” Tyler cried, gesturing down at the small nub he now possessed. “What should I do? Should I go to the hospital?” Still the thought of the doctors seeing how small his cock was now made him want to hide. His career was ruined. There was no way he could play hunky roles if he was rocking only two inches.

His manager shook his head, biting down on his lip. “We have a very tight schedule,” he huffed. “Get dressed and get back out there or else they’ll look for another Superman.”

Tyler wanted to argue, but for some reason, the actor felt himself pulling the tight Superman costume back on. With a hesitant look in the mirror, he whimpered at his bulky muscles and barely present lump in the front of his briefs, already envisioning the online comments:

Tyler Hoechlin — Big Muscles, Tiny Dick!

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Shrinky Dink, Muscle boy coming up short. by CocoliciousMorphs on DeviantArt

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