But, Steve was dressed and out the door in a moment. Bryan looked after him and then realized that he could always wish him back any time.
Turning back to the bed, Brett was closing in on just one foot tall, having lost almost six inches since Matt had shown up. Bryan was getting so tired that he sat down on the bed next to his family members.
Enough torture for Brett. Bryan was just getting too sleepy to enjoy it. "Brett," Bryan said, "go do your homework. Every homework question you answer correctly, you'll get closer to normal size." Brett's tiny body practically leaped off the bed and he ran out the door. Bryan had been about to add something about, "don't tell anyone," but Brett had raced off too fast. Sighing deeply, Bryan layed down on the bed next to dad.
Bryan realized that it just wouldn't do for there to be two copies of this hunky body wandering around. He looked down his hairy, muscled chest and pulled on his soft penis. Then he reached over and stroked his dad's big boner, frozen in time. He was not ready to give up this incredible body so soon. Taking the wand, he said, "I wish that dad was in my body from when I came home today."
The big dick in his hand immedidately thinned and shortened, pulling back from dad's eight long inches, to Bryan's familiar four and a half. Balls were the next to shrink, pulling up and in, deflating to only one-third of dad's glory. Hair was the next to go, and in a wave the swept up from the feet, Bryan watched as most of the hair came off -- feet, legs, crotch, tummy, chest, arms. Dad was really looking like a hunky kid... but then the muscles came off too, melting away and deflating calves and biceps, pecs and glutes.
When all the other changes were finished, Bryan watched as his familiar body doubled in size. For a moment, Bryan had been so caught up in dad's transformation that forgotten his own shrunken state. Bryan surveyed what had become of his father, and silently cursed fate for not giving him more masculine genes. He resolved to stay in a man's body as long as possible -- for the rest of his life, really -- and never go back to smooth boy's flesh again.
But he was so TIRED. Bryan thought about wishing himself back up to full size too, but it was really all he could do to grab the wand and say, "OK dad, go help Brett with his homework, and then clean the house or something... just leave me alone to take a nap."
Hand still on the wand, Bryan felt his eyes close, and he fell into a deep sleep.