A Long Awaited Payback (Patreon)

Based on an idea by SukoshiKistune

It was with great reluctance that Isaac accepted his older brother’s invitation to crash at his place while he was visiting San Francisco for work. Isaac worked for a small business who could only afford to cover his travel but not a place to stay, and he didn’t have enough saved up to book a hotel for a whole week’s stay, so staying with his brother was his only feasible option.

Truthfully, he was surprised that Matt had even offered. The pair had never had a good relationship but Isaac was of the opinion that his older brother was firmly to blame for that. After all, Matt had been the one to make his teenage years a living hell and Isaac had never been able to effectively retaliate. Even complaining about his brother’s behaviour towards him too his parents had little effect; Matt was the golden child and could do no wrong in their eyes. In fact, their father was of the opinion that a little adversity would do Isaac good. “You need toughenin’ up,” the family patriarch had insisted, “I’m not raisin’ any fairies in this house!”

Even now, some ten years after that conversation, his father’s words continued to echo in Isaac’s mind. To say that he had grown apart from the rest of his family would be an understatement - Isaac hadn’t been home since graduating from college. He hadn’t had a conversation with Matt in two years, which had made his brother’s offer in response to Isaac’s social media venting about the situation so surprising. He had spared a few minutes - truthfully, more like an hour - scanning through his older brother’s social media profiles and was hardly surprised by what he saw. Matt didn’t even have a job, he was a self-involved “influencer” who got by on his good looks and great body. Grotesquely, many of his Instagram shots highlighted the prominent bulge in his shorts and Matt encouraged the various girls and guys thirsting after him in the comments.

While it seemed like his older brother had stayed the same as ever, Isaac was proud to say that he had changed in the years since they had both lived under the same roof. He had made new friends, built up his confidence and picked up various hobbies, the latest of which offered him the perfect opportunity to get some much-needed and long awaited payback. One of Isaac’s friends had introduced him to witchcraft and while he had been dismissive at first, he had seen the results with his own eyes and quickly became fascinated with the concept. While he’d only tried a handful of simple spells up to that point, he had discovered one that he knew would be perfect to use on his obnoxious oaf of an older brother.

As if Isaac needed any more encouragement to take his revenge, within the first few hours of being in Matt’s apartment his older brother had already brought back a number of demeaning nicknames he’d given him in his childhood and remarked how Isaac was “weaker than a fifth grader” and “softer than the bed he fucked bitches” on. Isaac had bristled with every remark but managed to keep his cool and offer only a thin smile in response. He’d learned a long time ago that rising to Matt’s bait wouldn’t do him any favours. No, he’d have to play a completely different game from his brother, so that’s what he was going to do.

It was hardly a surprise when Matt announced that he was going to have one of his on-again, off-again girlfriends visit that night, but Isaac didn’t mind. In fact, it actually provided the perfect opportunity for him to use his spell. He waited until the heavily done-up babe arrived at the door, her tits practically spilling out of her dress, before retreating to the guest room and muttering the latin incantation under his breath while holding one of his brother’s disgustingly used jockstraps in his hands. It’ll be worth it for the end result, he reminded himself.

Indeed, it didn’t even take that long for the fruits of labour to emerge. Within minutes the sounds of lovemaking turned into heated voices and then further into cries of alarm. “Get out! Get the fuck out!” Matt screamed at the top of his lungs. The slamming of several doors suggested that his hook-up had taken the advice, which left Isaac clear to see what his magic had done to send Matt into such a frenzy.

As soon as he pushed open the door to his brother’s bedroom, a rush of delight flooded through Isaac. Matt did his best to cover up his shame, but he was too slow to hide the fact that the manhood he had once been so proud of had dwindled into something that would make a man as arrogant as Matt completely ashamed. The thick cock that had once been a mighty eight inches hard was now barely two inches, a little nub compared to the massive muscles of Matt’s legs. His balls, once full of testosterone, had shrunk to match the diminutive state of his junk too, little more than peanuts when they had once been large stones.

Tears swam in the older brother’s eyes as he desperately covered up his shrunken shame, the first time Isaac had ever seen such vulnerability from Matt. “What’s the matter, big bro?” he asked, relishing in the other’s torment. “Sorry, maybe I shouldn’t be using that word to describe you anymore, huh? Tell me, are you gonna be photoshopping your bulge for your Insta pics, or are you gonna let everyone see that you’re almost as flat as a Ken doll?” Never in his life had Isaac had ever held any amount of power over Matt and he was quickly becoming enamored with it now that the tables had been turned. He could almost understand why his older brother had enjoyed tormenting him so much, although it gave him absolutely no desire to forgive him for the treatment. In fact, it only made him wonder what other spells might help him humiliate his lifelong rival even further...