Jeremiah took another sip from the small bowl.
Almost instantly he began to shrink again.
He wriggled outta his huge coat and shirt, and let it lie on the grass, next to his other discarded clothes.
He stood, in his loose looking boxer shorts.
YUP.
Even his boxers weren't shrinking with him - they looked as baggy and loose as ill-fitting board shorts.
He watched his boxers drop round his ankles, and then, stepped out of them, so now, he was naked as the day he was born.
he felt a cold breeze caress his bare body, as he shrunk smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller and smaller. and smaller still.
"How small am i gonna get?" Jeremiah wondered.