The 40-year-old businessman sat in his deck chair and simply watched as his body grew smaller. His clothes slid, bunched in odd places, and basically looked like they were slowly consuming the man wearing them as his body grew smaller. And smaller. Then, smaller still.
His head was pulled down inside the collar of his white, short-sleeved shirt. "This is amazing," he said aloud, not quite sure if he was having a bizarre dream or not. He chose to believe it was not a dream because the sensations he felt were quite intense. He felt like he had been caught in a whirlpool that was pulling him down, down, down into something much different.
His head disappeared into his collar and his the shirt collapsed, but the shrinking Colin tumbled into his jeans, ending in the left leg as he tumbled down the denim tunnel. Even while falling through the leg of his own jeans, the shrinking continued at a now furious pace, but in the darkness he could no longer watch as the world seemed to expand around him.
he fell out of his jeans, and landed on the deck.
Colin gazed at the drastic scale of his deck. He stared up at his deck chair. His emptied clothes spread haphazardly over the chair, which looked bigger than a building.
but he was still shrinking!
Colin got smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller still.
Just like that, the tingling sensations stopped. His shrinking had stopped, leaving him at microscopic size.
Colin Copford was now so tiny, the only way you could see him was with a microscope.