A few seconds passed. Then a few more. Ryan opened his eyes. Nothing had changed. The room still loomed around him, the carpet's baleful, square eye stared up at him. His heart sank. In truth, this had been his only real hope of returning to normal size. Now that it hadn't worked, he'd be forced to find one of his friends and try and come up with another solution...or accept the fact that he'd live out the rest of his life at 24 inches tall. FUCK!!! How could this be happening? Tears of frustration blurred his vision as he started walking off the pattern. His anger burned through him. He felt like he had a fever. His cold sweat had turned hot and perspiration beaded along the length of his naked body. He realized this was more than just an emotional reaction. *Something* was happening! He looked up, and around, and then down. He was still on the black square, near its edge, the carpet fibers still weaved through his toes. But the fibers were receding. They were getting smaller! Ryan grinned and let out a long, heartfelt whoop. No...*he* was getting *bigger*! Profound relief washed through him as he started gaining inches. His bare feet pushed through the carpet fibers as they enlarged, the room seemed to contract around him. Everything was returning to normal. He laughed and whooped again. The carpet wasn't cursed after all. It wasn't a trap. It just let a person change their size. His enlargement continued. He figured he was close to 5 feet now, and still growing. He thought about the implications of what he'd discovered. He could now shrink and grow back at will. He wondered just how small he could become. Well, at least 6 inches, based on the remains of the poor dude who hadn't thought - or had the courage - or maybe had just been too unlucky - to step onto the other side of the carpet before getting crushed. Now that he knew restoration was possible, Ryan had the urge to test the other side of the carpet again. He could think of some interesting things to do while tiny and wondered if the carpet would work once it was removed from this room.
Snapping out of this train of thought, Ryan suddenly realized his head was about to hit the ceiling. "Oh, shit!" he exclaimed as he hopped off the carpet. His feet pounded on the wood floor as he landed, raising a cloud of dust. His first thought was that a journey that had taken him many steps at 2 feet tall had just been accomplished with a simple hop. His second thought was that his head was just inches away from the room's ceiling. Ryan had assumed that he'd just be returned to normal size, but he'd obviously overshot the mark. He'd noticed upon entering the room that it had an unusually high ceiling...probably nine feet off the ground. And now his hair was nearly grazing it. "Holy shit!" he yelled. "I'm fucking huge!" Not only could he shrink, he could grow to giant size! This amazing turnabout stirred his stomach with excitement as he thought of all the possibilities. His cock, which, he realized, was now bigger along with the rest of him, rose with his excitement. Now, he thought, what to do next?