Josh grinned again after Paul made his request known. He wrapped his fingers around Paul's body and carried him from Brett's bedroom to the bathroom at the end of the hall.
Josh could not help but do more to deliver some mental torment to the tiny man. He sat Paul on the tile floor in front of the towering ceramic toilet.
Paul, swallowing hard, stared up at the building-sized toilet. "Ha, ha!" Paul said, the pressure on his bladder increasing in urgency. "How about a lift?"
"Sure," Josh said. "Why didn't you just say so?"
Josh lowered the toilet seat and placed Paul on its circular rim. Paul, gazing down into the bowl, turned back toward Josh. "Maybe I could get a little privacy," he said.
"Of course," Josh said. He turned away but managed to find himself facing a mirror that reflected back the entire scene.
He watched as tiny Paul began to take a leak. His tiny stream didn't add much to the water contained in the bowl. He felt much relieved, despite some humbling feelings.
He didn't realize that Josh was checking out his tiny ass by the reflection in the mirror on the back of the bathroom door.
"I'm finished," he called out.
Josh started to cross the floor. Suddenly, when he stepped onto a rug on the tile floor, the cloth rug shifted, and the giant lost his balance.
Josh managed to catch himself before he fell.
Paul, however, watching the giant man come hurtling toward him, panicked and leaped from the toilet seat, landing with a splash in the bowl.
When Josh recovered from slipping on the rug, he stood and looked down. To his shock, he saw Paul struggling in the toilet bowl.
Again, his resentment of Paul got the better of his judgment. "Should I flush?" Josh asked.
"No!" Paul screamed.
"Oh, just kidding," Josh said. He reached for the little man, who looked like a drowned rat.
But, as his hand grabbed Paul, the tiny man vented his fury. "You did that on purpose," Paul accused.
"I slipped on the rug," Josh said. "No one forced you to dive in!"
"You stupid queer!" Paul snapped.
That was more than Josh was willing to take. He rejected the first impulse, which was to drop Paul back into the toilet. Instead, he placed the wet, naked man in the bottom of the tub. Its ceramic sides towered all around Paul.
"I'll take the boys to my place and get their uncle to help them," Josh announced. "And, if he thinks it is worth the trouble, I guess Mike can come get you, too. As for me, I wash my hands of you!"
To punctuate his declaration, Josh turned to the sink, washed his hands and left the room as Paul screamed in outrage for him to come back and get him out of the tub.
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