Not wanting to give Doug the satisfaction
of seeing me crying, I clamped my eyes
shut. But I still heard his fingers furiously
tapping the keys of the palm computer
device. Doug muttered to himself as he
worked the keys: "Size...20
cm...Rate...rapid...Clothes...Y..."
As I listened to Doug's mad
machinations, my horror -- and curiosity --
overcame my grief. I reopened my eyes
just in time to see Doug pause, point the
top of the device directly at my
breastbone, and then almost lovingly
press its ?enter? button.
I don't know why, but I somehow expected
that a device capable of changing a
man?s size would emit a mini-lightning
bolt or, at the very least, a laser-like
beam. But instead, I saw only the
momentary blink of a small, dim, reddish
light.
At that instant, I felt a faint tingling, ticklish
sensation in the center of my chest. This
feeling quickly intensified and radiated
across my chest, up to my neck and
head, and then down to my stomach,
back, groin, ass, legs, and arms. As the
ticklish sensation spread, I couldn?t help
myself, I started -- giggling!
"That's the spirit, Danny!" Doug said,
smiling broadly with malicious glee. "You
know what they say -- Laughter IS the
best medicine!"
"D...D...DAMN ....Y...YOU!!" I blurted, half
grunting, half chortling, as I struggled to
stifle the giggles, which by now had
intensified to full-bellied laughter. But the
harder I tried, the more irresistible the
urge became. Soon, my entire body was
convulsed in laughter. I dropped on
one knee to the floor and then unsteadily
wobbled back and plunked down hard on
my ass, desperately trying to regain my
breath -- and my composure.
Through tears of laughter, I looked up
angrily at Doug, and to my horror, I saw
that he was no longer an ordinary man,
nor even an ordinary madman. I was so
dazed and confused from convulsive
laughter and lack of breath that I could
only grasp the 'reality' of what my eyes
told me, rather than what my mind knew
was supposed to be happening. And to
my eyes Doug was now a leering, malevolent
giant, growing larger by the second.
I gasped as I saw Doug's cock, balls, and
muscular thighs rising above me,
expanding to herculean proportions and then beyond.
Meanwhile, the tickling sensations
gradually faded and my laughter
subsided. Now what I felt could best be
described as a general feeling of heat --
as if every inch of my body was blushing.
I watched spellbound as the Doug-giant
crouched down and placed Matthew on
the floor. And to my surprise and joy, I
saw that Matthew was larger, much
larger, than before! No longer 8 inches
tall, Matthew was now at least 2 feet tall
and growing quickly larger before my
eyes.
Scrambling to my feet, I ran over to
Matthew and crouched down to hug my
naked little man. He literally grew in my
arms from the size of a toddler, to that of a
boy, and then to an adolescent. I found
myself weeping again with joy as Matthew
reached man size, at which point his
growth abruptly stopped.
"Matthew, you're normal...well,
almost-normal, again," I cried, realizing
that Matthew was precisely my own height
rather than his usual 4 inches taller.
"WELL, WELL, WELL...ISN'T THIS JUST
MARVELOUS?!!" an impossibly deep
voice boomed from far above. "THE
STAR-CROSSED LOVERS ARE
REUNITED!"
Holding Matthew tightly, I looked up to see
the 50-foot-plus behemoth Doug glaring
down -- way down -- at us. Only when I
noticed that our host's bathroom was
now auditorium size, with a huge toilet
and sink more than 20 feet overhead, did
I fully realize that it was not Matthew who
had grown to my size, but I who had
shrunk to his -- just 8 inches tall!