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London Entry #2 - Date Number Four (Revenge) - Part 3

I was awoken by the smell of Heavenly food. Even before I was fully awake, my stomach grumbled in anticipation.

I opened my heavy eyelids. I was slightly confused for a second. This was the first time I had awoken in our new home. I imagine the same happened to Foxy.

I heaved myself up from the couch. I must have laid down while I was out.

I sat up and looked around the room.

It was decorated! How long was I out?

I got up and still a bit sleepily, walked over to the kitchen. Several overhead lights were on, just enough to see by. The lights had a cool feature where the brightness could be adjusted. They looked to be at about half brightness now.

I walked through the threshold into the kitchen. Sure enough, Foxy was at the stove, mixing some chicken in a stir-fry pan with some onions and other assorted vegetables.

"You've been busy," I said, a bit groggily.

"Oh!" Foxy jumped a little, "I didn't see you there. But, yeah, I guess."

"You could've woke me up to help," I said, walking over to him. He was wearing a very colourful cooking apron which was very cute on him.

"You did a lot today. You deserved a break."

"Well, thanks I guess, but don't over work yourself," I replied, looking at the microwave timer. It read 6:31pm.

"I guess I'm going to be up for a while. Slept for almost 5 hours. When did you get up?"

"Bout two hours ago. It was really difficult getting up without disturbing you," Foxy chuckled, "You were holding me pretty tightly. I had to wiggle my way out."

I smiled at the thought of Foxy waking up in my arms, "I guess I was out pretty good. Didn't feel a thing." I looked once more at the food. It was very colourful looking, having red, yellow and green peppers in it. There also looked to be some carrots and zucchini.

"Looks delicious. Is it almost done?" I asked.

"Yeah, actually. I just had to wait for the vegetables to cook down a bit. But I think they're good now."

"You're the chef. If you think they're good, I believe you."

"K then," Foxy said, lifting the wok up and putting it on a cloth on the counter.

Foxy opened up one of the cabinets and removed two blue and white plates. Although uncharacteristic of Foxy, he had told me he used these plates because they were his parent's favourite. He had a lot of memories connected to these plates. I understood and never said anything more about them.

I got two forks and knives and set the table as Foxy scooped two large servings onto the plates. He set them down, then pulled out a bottle of some white wine.

He poured us both a glass and then sat down himself, only first taking off his apron, setting it on a purple hook on his side of the nook.

Raising his glass, Foxy said proudly, "A toast to the next stage in our lives."

I smiled, "I'll toast to that." I clinked his glass and then took a sip, enjoying the smooth flavour.

I enjoyed the familiar temporary burning sensation in my throat as I cut a piece of my well seasoned chicken. I placed some toppings onto it and put it strait into my mouth. I was immediately overwhelmed by the amount of flavour concentrated in just one small bite.

"Amazing. Like usual," I said, swallowing the rest of the bite.

Foxy smiled. For some reason, he was always so critical of his work, be it cooking or photography. Even despite his accomplishments, he still was never satisfied. But it seemed whenever I complimented him, he truly took it to heart and always seemed a lot more confident afterwards. If all I had to do was compliment him to make him feel good about what he did, then how could I not?

The rest of the meal was just as enjoyable as the first bite. Towards the end, I reclined on the soft wood bench.

"Well, I ate too much," I commented, pushing the emptied plate away from me.

Foxy immediately reached for it. I shook my head, "Don't worry about it. I'll clean up. It's the least I can do."

"Ok. While you do that then. I'm going to get your surprise from the car. I forgot it there earlier."

"Ok," I shrugged, scooting out from the nook. I turned the water on hot and moved the plates, glasses and forks into the sink.

Foxy meanwhile went over to the elevator and disappeared from view.

"I wonder what he got me..." I said, squirting some dish soap onto a sponge. With the rough back-side, I scraped off the food into the other side of the sink, then washed off the dish, setting it into the drying rack. I continued with the other dishes. By the time I had finished with the last glass, I heard the beep of the elevator reaching our floor.

I put the last glass in the rack and then dried my paws on a sherbet orange dish towel.

Suddenly I felt arms wrap themselves around my waist.

"Got it!" Foxy said from behind me, "Want to go have fun?"

"Sure," I responded, putting my paws on his. In response he put his head on my left shoulder.

I smiled, reflecting on how lucky I had gotten.

I removed my paws first. He followed.

With him right next to me, we both walked up the spiral staircase to our bedroom. It was slightly smaller than my old one, but that was okay by me. I had lived in apartments the size of just the bedroom before, so anything was a plus from that.

Foxy ran over to the bed with my familiar blankets. He leapt into the air and bounced onto the bed.

He began talking quickly, "So I was exploring the city a bit the other day. And I found this little shop down a ways. They had a lot of adult toys as well as some new advancements in technology. I actually saw the newest version of the portal rings, so maybe you can thank Ben for those catching on. In the same aisle I found this," Foxy said, flipping up a white tube of cream.

"What's that?" I asked curiously, taking a seat next to Foxy. He passed me the tube which was unmarked.

"Well, it was unmarked there too, so I asked. Get this, apparently it's some sort of male enhancement cream."

"Continue," I said, getting curious.

"Apparently, for every milliliter used, you grow an additional inch."

"Like, penis length?" I asked, my own member beginning to stir.

"Yeah, and supposedly it does it so that your width, length and volume of your testicles all increase proportionally. So it doesn't get wonky."

"Is it permanent?" I asked.

"No. Just 24 hours."

"Do you want me to try it out?" I asked, flipping the innocent looking tube around in my paw.

Foxy shrugged, biting his lip, "If you want. I mean. If you're already so good at 8, why not do 16?"

"Is that even possible?" I asked, not even being able to fathom a 16 inch penis.

"I mean, probably not naturally. But apparently this cream can do just that. The bear at the store promised that it works."

"Ok," I said, not because I really wanted to be bigger. I, mean, 8 inches is respectable enough, but if Foxy bought it as a gift, how could I turn it down?

"Cool!" Foxy said excitedly.

I unscrewed the cap and squirted a milliliter or so of white, somewhat oily cream onto my finger.

"This good?" I asked, afraid if I did too much sex might not even be possible.

Foxy shook his head. He grabbed the tube and carefully squeezed out about 10 times what I had done, nearly a quarter of the tube.

"Jesus!" I exclaimed, "It's going to be like a pole! You sure?"

"Yeah," Foxy said giddily.

"Okay. What do I do?" I said.

"Rub it in good. It should take a minute to activate and then it'll grow gradually over another few minutes."

I took my free hand, pulled off my pants and underwear and gently started stroked myself. I was only beginning to get an erection and so only my pink tip was sticking out.

Foxy, after getting naked himself, took one of his paws and helped out. Soon I was hard enough and so I started to rub the cream into my member. It was cold! But also somewhat therapeutic.

I worked the cream into the sensitive skin until it was evenly coated on my 8 inch penis. My breathing began to get heavier as I watched my penis. I admit, I was slightly excited and curious.

Foxy looked to be so too as he was smiling wickedly.

"When's it supposed to begin?" I asked after a few seconds elapsed.

"Any second now I think. The bear said it'll feel slightly tingly at first, then it should begin growing."

"Hm," I said, trying to pay attention for any tingling sensations. "I don't feel-" I stopped as my gut lurched slightly. After a few more seconds, a small tingling began to grow in my lower abdomen.

"Do you feel it?" Foxy asked excited.

"Yeah," I said calmly, my eyes never leaving my penis.

Suddenly, the tingling felt stronger than it ever had. The sensation, which was centered in my gut, now traveled upwards to the base of my penis.

"Did you see that!?" Foxy exclaimed.

"See what?" I asked excitedly, "Did it start to grow?"

"It twitched. I'm not sure if it grew though. Wait... Yeah look!" Foxy pointed to the base of my penis; the thickest part.

I looked intently at the area where my knot would grow. My mouth fell open as I simultaneously felt and saw my skin on the slightly bulged area tighten.

I furrowed my brows, confused. I waited a few more seconds to confirm what I had feared.

Sure enough, my base of my penis felt like it got tighter and tighter. Looking at it, the width seemed to decrease! Before, it was about the thickness of an OK sign, but now it looked only slightly bigger than a milk cap.

"Foxy! What's going on?" I asked.

Foxy had a look of amazement on his face.

"Foxy!" I exclaimed.

When he didn't answer, I grabbed the tube once more. Fumbling it with my hands, suddenly a corner seemed bent out of place.

I grabbed at the corner and ripped hard.

What looked like a blank label came off easily. Underneath was a bunch of words that were impossible for me to read. What stuck out were the words, "Temporary Shrinking, and Docile."

"Foxy, what did you do!?" I exclaimed, beginning to panic.

Foxy, still looking down at my penis, responded maniacally, "Revenge!"

I looked down at my penis which by now looked noticeably smaller. I put my right paw up against my penis. Standing end to tip, my penis was about the length of my paw, wrist to the top of my middle finger... normally.

I gulped, realizing that I had lost almost an inch in length and a couple of centimeters in width.

I grabbed my balls and squeezed them. Even they seemed somehow smaller!

"Foxy!" I exclaimed in panic as his word registered in my brain. Revenge. I mentally face palmed myself, "I'm sorry, Foxy. I thought it was a funny joke. I'm sorry! Please stop it!"

Foxy looked up at me, his grin still there, "In retrospect it WAS pretty funny, but not at the time. So, I'm getting payback. Besides, it's not permanent or anything. I'm just going to have some fun is all. You can let me have that, right?"

Suddenly, I blurted out, "Of course!"

I put my paw over my mouth. "Why'd I say that?" I thought.

Another tingle forced me to look down once more. I could see it happening! Every second or so, a fraction of my length dissipated. My penis, originally just over 8 inches now stood at a little over 6.

My balls, normally the size of large bouncy balls now were the size of golf balls. They also seemed to be drawn up closer to my body as well.

I grabbed my penis like I was masturbating. Instead, I was actually measuring it. Normally the tip of my thumb would touch the top of my index finger. Now I could put my index finger to the middle of my thumb.

This also revealed how quickly it was disappearing. Where once I could grab my penis with both hands, now only half an inch stuck out from the side of my palm.

"Let's compare!" Foxy suggested.

Suddenly, my body was moving up against Foxy's so that our penis' were almost up against each other. Foxy was careful to not get any cream on his.

Foxy gasped. I did as well. Our penis' were almost the same size. In fact, I was slightly smaller. I guessed that I had now lost about 3 and a half inches, almost half.

By this point I wasn't scared anymore. In fact, I was actually quite mystified.

The two of us watched in silence as the rest of my penis dwindled away. 5 inches, 4, 3... My balls at this point were only about the size of marbles. Even my sheath was shrinking somewhat!

At 2 inches, I had to pull my sheath down so that it wouldn't cover over it. About 10 seconds later, it completely disappeared into my sheath.

All I had to look at now was my shrinking sheath and my diminishing balls. Coming at a minute, my balls all but pulled inside of me. My balls were so small and condensed that they were lost in what was left of my scrotum which once proudly hung beneath my 8 inch member.

Just after my balls completely disappeared, the tingling stopped.

"Wow!" Foxy exclaimed, "They're, like gone!"

I gently lowered my paw down to my groin which now, besides my small, loose sheath, was almost devoid of texture.

I pushed in on my sheath to try to find the remnants of my penis. "There's nothing there," I said, amazed.

I slipped a claw in to investigate.

Suddenly, I doubled over in intense pleasure.

"You ok!?" Foxy exclaimed.

I quickly removed my fishing claw from my sheath. I took a second to compose myself, "Yeah... It's just. Wow, that felt good. Like really good."

Foxy's grin came back. He lowered his paw to where my balls would have been. He pressed upwards, feeling the smoothness. I meanwhile breathed deeply at the pressure which felt amazing.

"I am going to have so much fun!" Foxy exclaimed.

Meanwhile, I bathed in the orgasmic pleasure my denuded groin brought me.