Alfie ran right out the alley, and kept on running down the street.
Before too long, his movement was heavily restricted by his tightening clothes, and he was now reduced to a awkward staggering.
before too long, his feet began to chafe. his shoes were now getting from size 9 to size 6, and now his feet were hurting.
"Gotta.... keep.... going...." Alfie squeaked, for His face was now very rapidly turning purple, from not being able to breathe.
He found an ABANDONED house to hide in, and in it he went.
He locked the door and looked around, then, Alfie stripped off his tightening clothes, underwear and all, and watched as his clothes shrunk, right to doll size.
Alfie picked up his tiny shirt, shoes, and pants. "My clothes! They're tiny!"