Rick tried not to look as he lead a damp and completely naked Megan downstairs. He watched her carefully as she scaled down the steps with hops and squeaks, and realized with mounting horror that he was hopelessly turned on by the sight of the little naked teenaged girl. She had really filled out over the last year, hadn't she?
Megan must have noticed the giant's startled eyes looming above her as she hopped from the last step. She gulped as her feet landed on the basement floor and she saw the immense lab and work station at its center.
"U-Uh..." She stammered, blushing deep red. She tried to cover herself with her hands.
"My God, I'm so sorry!" Rick quickly jumped into action, searching for anything he could to cover the teen up with. He settled on a cleaning cloth and handed it down to her without looking. The girl quickly covered her body with it and let out a sigh of relief.
"You can look now, Mr. Johnson." Megan squeaked.
Rick looked down at the two foot girl and tried to push the fresh memory of her youn and beautiful naked body out of his mind. "Uh... can I... can I pick you up?"
"What?" Megan said in dread, body stiffening.
"To put you on the table, darling," Rick finished nervously.
"Oh! Oh sure..." Megan blushed.
Rick carefully knelt down, with immense concentration, and began to sweat as he carefully gripped the young girl around her waist and carefully raised her up off the floor. She blushed deeper red, in a combination of fear and bewilderment, as Rick carried her over to his work table and set her down on its surface. Megan breathed a sigh of relief and settled herself on the edge.
They stared at each other nervously.
"I-I guess I should go get Brendon."
"Yeah, he's... still... upstairs." Megan gulped.
They momentarily broke eye contact and Rick turned awkwardly towards the stairs. The idea of that little tiny helpless girl being pleasured in his hands make him wince. All this thinking must be because of the formula, or...
"Hey, uh, Mr. Johnson?" Megan called, her voice wonderfully high pitched.
"Uh, yes, Megan?" Rick turned, blushing at the little teen on his desk.
"Maybe, uh... you should stay with me. You know, just in case."