Dick was basically frozen in shock as he felt Tim walk about wearing him. This was not what he was expecting that damn gun to do to him! Hell, he was expecting it to cause something like uncontrollable laughing, not turn him into his teenage brother's underwear! All he could do was mope in silence, 'Tim can't hear me anyway.' This led him back to the events leading him to being where he was now.
He was able to hear everything that was going on in the room that he had somehow gotten into. Hearing Tim and Alfred's voices calmed him down slightly, 'They must be here to rescue me.' But as he listened into the conversation, he got a bit sidetracked being concerned for Tim. 'He really shouldn't be going in to work at all right now. And you know that your work habits are bad Timmy!' His brother had a bad habit of ignoring everything when he got on a roll with something, especially if it had to do with the company or a new case. Absently he thought back to a few months ago when Tim had gotten a potential lead on a case that was stumping them all, he hadn't slept for a week straight. No cleans clothes or a shower, not even food just coffee! It made him frustrated just thinking about it.
When he heard a door shut and footsteps, he tuned back into what was going on. At first when he had seen the hand reaching out for him he had assumed someone was reaching out to rescue him; but that quickly changed when he felt the hand grab onto what must have been his side. As he was pulled up, Dick noticed that he was suddenly very thin and while he couldn't move around, the hand moving him caused him to billow!! Once light hit him, he saw that the hand belonged to Tim, who still looked like he hadn't slept for a long while even though that was all he was doing.
"Hey Tim, thanks for getting me out of there. I don't know what was going on, but I somehow blacked out and shrunk. Do you think you would be able to go down to the Cave and take a look at the gun I brought in, that way we can fix things?" But there was no response from Tim, leaving Dick puzzled. "Hey Tim, can you hear me!!" But the yelling didn't work either, especially as he bent down with Dick in both hands now.
When Dick saw the foot looking like it was going to come down on him, he closed his eyes in panic fearing the worst. Yet he felt the leg slide through him, followed by a second. He opened his eyes just as he felt Tim's hands pulling on either side of him. Up he went...and just as he was settled in place, he realized what he had become. Even if the cock pressing into him wasn't enough of a hint, Tim walking by the floor length mirror next to his dresser certainly cleared everything up. Seeing that he had somehow turned into a black and red pair of hip briefs was enough to freeze him in place.
He barely noticed as Tim put on the rest of his clothes for the day, enclosing him in darkness as he zipped up the fly of his suit pants. Feeling his brother's cock rub inside of him as he walked was something he had not been expecting when he agreed to take over a patrol.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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