The fact that his wings actually worked hardly qualified as a great surprise, considering everything else that had changed in the last fifteen minutes. They did carry the dainty, six-inch-tall teenager to the adjacent bathroom for a view of his new form in the mirror over the sink.
The former arrogant and self-conceited athlete had been erased. His short cropped blond hair had grown longer, multiplying into an abundance of golden ringlets that curled down to the back of his neck and shoulders. His square-jawed face had changed, too, with his nose and chin becoming sharp and pointed. He had faint eyebrows, but otherwise his facial feature were devoid of hair, just like his body. Although not muscled, his shrunken form retained a certain lithe shape. Overall, he looked rather feminine, hardly surprising given that he appeared to have transformed into some sort of storybook fairy creature.
To stay aloft and gaze into the mirror, he needed to continually beat his wings, which resulted in a dust of fine, sparkling powder the color of the rainbow. Some of the fallen dust coated the bathroom sink below the spot where Jeff's tiny form hovered.
His cock, obviously, like the rest of his body had shrunk. Relative to his size, however, it wasn't puny, but it was thin and ended with a pointed, pinkish tip. As Jeff viewed these bewildering changes, the strangeness of it all must have gotten to him. His fairy cock started stiffening.
"Oh god," he moaned. "I've got to get help. I've got to..."
His thoughts leaped back to Michael, who had been with him at the store when he had stupidly shoplifted the tube of what he had thought to be lube. "Michael can help me!"
Tiny fairy-Jeff flew from the room, leaving a trail of multi-colored fairy dust wafting in the empty bathroom. Back in his bedroom, he flew to the pants on the floor near his enormous bed. He wrestled his phone from his pocket. Suddenly the new reality crashed home. If he called Michael, it would mean Michael would see him like this. He would be totally humiliated. What choice did he have?
His wings carried him to the floor, and his tiny bare feet softly touched the floor. He stood in front of his phone and decided to...