Paul followed Don out, but made a quick turn towards his own bedroom. For the first time
in a long time, he just wanted to hide. There were so many things to feel uncomfortable
about -- his nakedness... Don's sudden assertion of authority... his reduced stature...
having his sensitive balls explored by his son's giant tongue barely even 60 seconds ago.
The last item on the list was as thrilling as it was alarming, and his dick pulsed warmly in
response to the memory. Paul quickly ducked in his room and latched the door.
The sound of muffled voices and kitchen clatter penetrated the door as Paul stepped away
from it. At least Don was doing his part with the younger boys. But the sound brought
Paul back to the fact that he had yet to have dinner. The evening had been filled with one
interruption after another. Sitting on the bed, he looked across to Matt's house. It was
dark; the Lairds had obviously gone out someplace.
Sighing, Paul layed down with the covers open and closed his eyes. In a few minutes his
other boys would be in their rooms and he could put on his bath robe and sneak down to
the kitchen. The idea of sneaking around his own house did not appeal to him, but all the
sex had left him tired. He wasn't going to have another orgasm any time soon, and the
prospect of explaining his missing inches to Brett or Bryan did not appeal to him. Maybe
he and Don could manage this secret somehow. He heard the familiar pounding of one of
his boys' feet up the stairs and started to relax.
"Dad?" it was Brett. He had stopped in front of Paul's door.
"Yes Brett," Paul called back from the bed.
"Don says you're shrinking. Is that true?" Brett asked.
The word had not even fully left Brett's lips before Paul felt forces tugging on his balls.
They were delicate, though massive. Paul put his strong hands around them for
protection, but of course it had no effect. They wriggled and contracted, drawing closer to
Paul's crotch. Although it was over in a second, the process had taken much longer than
before and left his balls even smaller. The pulling sensation quickly climbed out to the
end of his dick and started reeling it in. Paul watched, speechless, as his cock narrowed
and shortened before his eyes.
"Dad?" Brett's insistence tried to penetrate Paul's daze.
"Uh," Paul mustered as the waves of contraction finally abated on his penis. He felt his
face flush as the rest of his body raced towards the smaller size that his balls had set.
"That's nonsense," Paul called, feeling his head pulled towards his shoulders and the
center of his body as the words left him. His fingers shortened as he curled them around
what was left of his cock. It throbbed and swelled, growing sharply with the passing of a
single heartbeat. Somewhere in the back of Paul's mind, he knew this was a illusion -- his
hands were shrinking to become proportional to his dick's new, reduced size. But the
feelings in his body were much more like his dick and balls were suddenly enlarging,
becoming heavy and demanding. His hard-on stiffened in excitement.
"Your voice sounds funny," Brett replied. Paul looked back up at the door. He knew only a
few seconds had passed, but it seemed much longer to him. The door seemed much
further away now, nine feet instead of its typical six. Paul didn't know his precise height,
but it had to be in the neighborhood of only four feet. Naturally that would make his voice
higher, he reasoned, and decided to keep his mouth shut.
Recovering his normal state of consciousness, Paul suddenly realized that Don had gone
straight to the kitchen and told both of his brothers. A combination of fury and fear
began to rise -- fury that Don would undermine him so instantly and completely, and fear
that now this house would be impossible to control. The mixture of emotion and
exhaustion quickly wilted Paul, removing any chance of an easy recovery of his full size.
"Don't be stupid," Bryan's voice came through the door as he walked past Brett in the
hallway. "Don was just playing with you," he said. Paul listened intently, wondering if
Bryan held the key to keeping things in check. "People can't shrink." Bryan added firmly.
Despite Bryan's doubt, Paul's balls reacted immediately.