The Ogden Pruett Challenge

Chapter 7
The Guys: The Ride To School

Chapter Description: Our four pint-sized, bare-bottomed pipsqueaks take their new looks on the road!

At their current size, getting to school would be quite a challenge for the four de-aged boys determined to start the Ogden Pruett Challenge in their high school. Fortunately for them, their neighbor Akim Reynolds agreed to take them along on his bike. 

The morning breeze blew gently across the regressed and reduced boys' bare skin, raising goosebumps on rarely exposed areas as they rode in the wire basket between Akim's handlebars, his gigantic brown hands resting on the bike grips on either side of them. He'd placed a couple of books at the bottom of the rack so they didn't have to worry about  slipping through the holes in the wire but it was a struggle to maintain their balance riding along the bumpy sidewalk. Far overhead, they could hear Akim chuckling to himself as he periodically glanced down at the pale pygmies below. 

"What are you laughing at?" challenged Bear Simmons, the pugnacious star quarterback of the school football team. Now he was a pudgy, pink little freckle-faced preadolescent boy whose chubby belly wiggled and wobbled back and forth, almost covering his wee willy. "I don't see anything funny!"

"That's because you don't have the same view I do!" Akim looked down at the boys' tiny backsides swaying like a row of skirtless hula dancers. "You guys are serious? You're really going to school like that?"

"It's the Ogden Pruett Challenge!" Trent Zimmerman squeaked proudly, thrusting out his skinny, hairless little chest. His round, bubblegum colored bubble butt thrust out of its own accord, jiggling like a jello mold. "We're gonna be the first guys in school to take the dare! And we're gonna be famous!"

"Well," Akim grinned at the teensy trend-setter. "You're sure getting a lot of exposure!"

Bear's bare bottom was the palest, almost porcelain white. A chubby boy, his naked body was shaped almost like an egg. He shifted his blushing behind from one side to the other. "Very funny!" He fumed. 

The bike bounced slightly after hitting yet another pothole.

"Darn it!" Trent exclaimed. "I'd almost swear he's hitting them on purpose!"

And he was. Not out of any malice, but for the spectacle of seeing the mouse-sized boys' naked little bums wobble and bounce. Watching the wee would-be influencers trying to maintain their presumed dignity under the circumstances was adorable. 

"Damn it!" James Hadaka squinted up at the amused Akim, his undeveloped little chest heaving. "Knock it off!"

"What're you gonna do, little guy?" Akim grinned. "Moon me?"

"You don't have the nerve to go around like this!" James peeped, pointing up at the giant boy looming over him. "But we do! We've got balls!"

"Really?" Akim snickered. "Looks to me like they haven't dropped yet!"

As James seethed, Charlie Baker stood over to one side blushing head to toe, with every bit of the blush completely visible. His stomach was flopping even more than his baby-sized penis. He'd tried covering his boyhood in his hands but with all the bouncing, he was worried he'd have an embarrassing accident. He wished he could find a way to get out of doing this that wouldn't make him look like a wimp in front of his friends. 

Akim slowed down the bike to maneuver through the pedestrians making their way up and down the sidewalk around them. An elderly couple strolled past, double-taking as they glanced over, staring open-mouthed at the miniature naked boys. 

Charlie cringed, his neck retracting into his shoulders. Bear, on the other hand, glared back at them. 

"What's the matter? You've never seen a guy's wiener before?" 

Gasping, the old folks hurried away. 

He glared up at Akim, who was unable to keep from smiling. 

"Man, I hate getting stared at!" Bear growled, slouching against the basket.

"Well," Akim told him, "If you're gonna go around like that, you're gonna hafta get used to it!"

Bear made a face. 

Then a little kid peeked over the basket. Well, little in theory; obviously, the guys were far littler. But he was only seven or eight and vastly amused by the spectacle before him.

"Gosh!"

James looked up at the wide-eyed tot. "Take a picture, it'll last longer!"

Totally unfazed by the tiny boy's words, the kid stared in utter amazement. "Wow! They're real!" He reached into the basket and started prodding the boys. "Whoa! Is that your pee-pee?"

"H-HEY!" Trent dodged and tried to push the kid's giant finger away. "GET AWAY!"

Akim shooed the little boy away.

  "Bye, squirts!" The kid waved at the red-faced boys, then skipped off as they fumed helplessly. 

Akim looked down the street and his grin broadened. "Hey guys! If you're so determined to prove you can take it, here comes your big chance!"

Standing on their toes, the minuscule midgets peered over the basket to see what he was referring to. And once they saw, their hearts sank. 

"Aw, man..." Bear's blush went from red to incandescent. 

"Ohhhh..." James cringed in embarrassment. 

"Come on, guys!" Trent told them, unable to keep his voice from cracking. "We knew it was bound to happen eventually..."

Charlie just stood there, feeling very small and very, very, VERY naked.

Akim stopped for a red light just as the Brasno High Cheerleadering Team happened to walk over. They nodded absently at Akim, then noticed the miniaturized boys and quickly surrounded the bike.

"WHAT in the...?"

"Oh my GAWD..."

"OH my..."

The boys instinctively cupped their hands over their undeveloped privates, swallowing nervously as the giggling giantesses stared down at the naked, shrunken boys, examining them from head to toe. And everything from head to toe was on full display. 

"Hello, ladies!" Trent struggled to look casual, leaning against the wire basket wall and crossing his ankles. "How's it hanging?"

There was an almost deafening squeal. 

"Is that Trent Zimmerman?"

"He looks just like a little kid!" A girl gasped. "All over!"

General hilarity from the cheerleaders. Trent squared his puny pink shoulders and thrust out his jaw, trying to look defiant despite the blush spreading all over his body. 

"And there's Charlie Baker!" More giggling. "Aw, lookit him! Isn't he cute?"

Charlie smiled nervously up at the girls, his wee tummy going in and out. "We... We're doing the Ogden Pruett Challenge..." He struggled to keep from crying. 

"Lookit little bare Bear Simmons!" A screech of laughter. "He looks just like a baby!"

"A BABY???" Bear fumed indignantly, his belly and buttcheeks jiggling furiously. His face was red as an apple. 

"I bet he wishes he had a diaper!" Another girl snickered. 

"I DON'T NEED A DIAPER!" The red-haired, red-faced, white bottomed pipsqueak squeaked up at the laughing girls. 

"And there's James Hadaka!" James smiled sardonically up at them. "Look at scrawny he is!"

"SCRAWNY?"

"Lookit those little bitty bodies!"

"Lookit those little pink baby tushies!"

All four aforementioned tushies immediately clenched in embarrassment. This amused the girls even more. 

"Oh, man!"

"They're so TINY! You could pick them up and put them in your purse!" 

"And they're just so adorable! I just want to pinch their little cheeks!"

"Me too! Both sets!"

"Yeah! And we're STAYING tiny!" Trent boasted. "That Ogden Pruett has nothing on us!"

"Yeah!" Akim snickered. "Cause you guys ain't got nothing on at all!"

Four little heads turned to glare at him while the girls smiled. 

"So, what about you, Akim?" One of the girls asked, fiddling flirtatiously with his shirt collar. "Are you gonna do the Challenge too?"

"ME? NOOOOOOO...." Akim shook his head. "No WAY! Nuh-uh!"

"What's the matter?" James asked from the wire rack, his hands still covering his privates. "Chicken?"

"I bet you'd look really cute like that..." Another girl teased his hair. 

Akim blushed. "I... Uh, well... I... I don't have any of those pills..."

A girl reached into her pocketbook, produced a bottle of pills, and handed them to Akim. 

"But I... I... I can't just leave my clothes lying around..."

"It's okay," yet another girl smiled at him. "I can put them in your locker until you need them again..."

"Yeah!" Little pink-cheeked Bear stood there smirking. "Come on, big shot!"

"C'mon," Akim whined. "Not in front of the girls..."

"Y'mean like us?" Trent smiled. "We're all standing here bare butt naked! What's the matter?  Don't have the guts?"

They all continued to taunt Akim as the light changed and they crossed the road to stand in front of the glass double doors of Brasno High. Akim chained his bike to the rack as the tiny boys clambered out of the basket. The girls giggled watching the boys struggle to keep their hairless pee-pees concealed as they climbed down the length of the giant bicycle. 

"Need any help, little fellas?" One amused girl asked.

"NO!" Bear snapped back. He found the whole situation humiliating enough already without the girls picking him up and holding him like a pet gerbil. The cheerleaders' eyes widened as they drank in the spectacle, the itty bitty boys' bare behinds wiggling and waggling as they climbed. Despite their best efforts, the boys did accidentally flash their preadolescent boyhoods. 

"Oh, lookit them! They're so TINY!"

"WE'RE TEN!" Trent shouted defensively. "We've been de-aged to little kids!" He dropped to the ground and quickly concealed himself. "We're usually WAY bigger down there!" He looked over at Charlie, who was quietly dying the whole time. "Isn't that right, dude?"

Eyes squeezed shut, hands protectively over himself, Charlie nodded. 

In a way, it was almost a relief to be on the ground with the girls towering way overhead like buildings. At least that way, they weren't able to see them as well.

"Well? How about it, big boy?" James shouted up at Akim's socks, one hand by his mouth, the other still covering his privates.  "Have you got what it takes?" 

Finally, sighing miserably, Akim grabbed the bottle of pills and ducked behind a clump of bushes.

"I can't believe I'm doing this..."

The suspense was palpable, especially from the girls, as Akim vanished into the foliage. 

Presently, the bottle of pills was handed back through the bushes. There was a yelp that rose in pitch as it progressed, and a shrill squeak a moment later. 

Then nothing.

One of the girls leaned to peer over the bush.

"There's a pile of clothes on the ground..." she giggled to her colleagues. 

The boys, lower to the ground, were trying to look through the leaves and the twigs of the bush. 

"C'mon out, Akim!" Bear shouted tauntingly. 

"No!" A high-pitched voice replied. "I... I've changed my mind!"

The girls quickly rushed over and grabbed the discarded clothes, gathering them up and carrying them away.

"H-Hey!" Akim's now tiny, preadolescent voice squeaked. "Give those back!"

"Why?" James laughed. "You're not gonna need 'em anymore!"

Even Charlie couldn't help grinning, though he tried to smother his chuckling with his free hand. His other hand, of course, remained over his genitals, which he felt stirring somewhat at the situation. 

"Come on, guys!" Trent told the others. "Let's go get him!"

"Yeah!" Bear grinned. "He's down to our size now!'

The four peach-colored mites stormed into the bushes.

"Now... Now... Now wait a second, guys..." Akim could be heard pleading. There was a rustle and some shrill shouting and presently the aforementioned peach-colored mites emerged, slightly scratched by the sharp twigs and mussed up but dragging an equally tiny, equally prepubescent, equally buck naked cocoa-colored boy with them. 

"DARN IT!" Akim kicked and struggled, his puny little privates flapping as freely as the other boys'. "LEMME GO!"

"Not on your life!" James Hadaka gloated, gripping Akim's arm. "Not so big now, are you?"

"Cold, ain't it?" Bear sneered, revelling in being able to push the squirming, newly shrunken boy around. "Now you're as little as we are! And as bare!"

Charlie hung back a little, praying no one noticed he was sporting a full-on erection. Then again, most of the other guys were too, so it wasn't as obvious as he thought. 

"Darn it!" Akim squeaked, his brown buttocks bouncing as his hips bumped against the pinkish hips of the other boys. "This isn't funny!"

The girls definitely disagreed. Squatting down, they watched the teensy, nude boys argue and struggle as they dragged Akim toward the school. 

"C'mon, little fella!" Trent gave the pint-sized Akim a resounding smack on the bottom. "Show time!"

"Ohhhhhh....  Oh, what's the use?" Scowling miserably, Akim pulled free and stormed over to the glass doors leading into the school. "Let's just get this over with!"

Then he stopped.

The other boys walked up behind him, their grins fading as they craned their necks up to see the door handles far, far, far above them. 

"Well?" Akim glared at them, crossing his twig like arms over his puny chest. "Any more bright ideas, smart ass?"

Approaching a few moments later, the bemused girls saw the five tiny boys lined up in a row, their arms extended, their feet braced, their bare backsides thrust out behind them as they pushed with all their might against the, to them, enormous door, struggling to budge it an inch. 

"C'MON! UNGGGGH!"

"GUNGH! ARE WE EVEN DOING ANYTHING? HUNNGH!"

"KEEP TRYING! MMMPH! I THINK I FELT IT GIVE A LITTLE!"

Giggling, the girls exchanged looks, then resumed enjoying the spectacle of five itty-bitty dimpled hips wiggling and waggling, occasionally bumping against one another as the straining boys struggled. 

"COME ON! PUSH! PUSH!"

"UNNNNNNGH!"

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