Richard Reed immediately saw the trees growing bigger again. Apparently, he thought they were growing, but, in reality, he was shrinking, more smaller than before.
He stared up at the trees, and then directed his eyes to his bare feet. They now seemed to be becoming a size 4.
In fact, his tracksuit was now so big, he didn't even seem to be wearing it properly anymore; more like somewhat like he was a toddler in his dad's clothes.
More to the point, his feet were barely touching the grass - they seemed like they were lifting up off the ground!
"Wh-what's happening?" Richard Reed said in shock, upon seeing himself. "I'm apparently getting smaller!"
And, he was.
Within seconds, he shrunk right down to the size of a toy.
Richard Reed found he no longer wore his tracksuit as much as he stood inside it. He crawled out, and stood on the grass, naked as the day he was born.
He shivered, as he felt a cold breeze caress his bare body.
With his spare shoelaces, and some leaves, he fashioned himself a makeshift loincloth to wear.
It was at least better than nothing.