"Huh, still nothing" he said to himself.
Disappointed, but not exactly surprised he decided to get on with his day.
The first task was a trip to the store. As he climbed into his pick up truck he felt the first faint tingle in his limbs.
Something was off. The steering wheel seemed bigger in his hands than usual, and he had to move his seat forward to place his feet on the pedals.
That was not all.
He felt another tingle and the clothes he was wearing began to feel looser. It was working!
The seat was adjusted another notch and he headed into town.
By the time he arrived it was clear that he was a lot less of the man he used to be. Since his teenage years, and an early growth spurt, Jeremiah had always been used to being a moderately big guy, just over 6'2". While not freakishly tall, he could reasonably assume that he would be among the bigger guys in most situations.
As he got down from the pick up (and what seemed a long way down) he now seemed to be lost somewhere inside coveralls that belonged to a giant. He held his arms by his side and the cuffs drooped down to cover his finger tips. He looked down at his feet and looked at the material bunching and folding above his ankles.He took a step and felt his feet swim in the massively roomy boots that just a short time ago were a snug fit on his (previously) big feet.
Jeremiah blushed. He was no longer a big guy, he was a little one. But just how small had the gulp of water from the fountain left him? It was time to try and find someone to compare his size with.
He went into the local store, knowing he must look odd in his now oversized clothing.
Everything certainly seemed much bigger. As an experiment he tried to reach some cereal down from a top shelf..
It was beyond his reach!
Doing his best to balance on the toes of his too big boots he raised himself up and had just caught hold of the edge of the box when a bigger hand came above his and he heard a voice.
"Short one, huh?"
It was the store clerk, a nerdy adolescent guy, who Jeremiah had been served by at the store before. Thankfully, the clerk did not recognize him. When they had met before Jeremiah had not paid too much attention to him, but did remember that he had been no more than average height, 5'9" or 5'10" say and that he himself had been effortlessly taller.
Now as he turned to face the clerk, Jeremiah found himself somewhere more than a head in height below him, looking up as the clerk looked down at him with an amused smirk on his face as he handed him the serial.
"Sure, if there is anything else you need to me to reach for you, bud" the clerk said.
Jeremiah noticed that the clerk not only was taller but was now much bigger than him in general; broader and heftier. Jeremiah felt little and diminished in front of a guy he had previously thought dweeby, but all of whose stats now clearly outranked his.
He bought a few more things, paid up and headed home.
Jeremiah had to know how small he now was. He stepped out of his loose boots and stood against a door, using a book to mark his height. With a tape measure he moved towards the mark.
58, 59, 60, 61, 62...62!
Holy shit! 62 inches! He was a measly 5'2"! He had lost an entire foot of height and the rest of his body had scaled itself down in proportion.
He was in for another shock when he stood on the scales and the display read 119lbs dead. He was now of the size where he could not only look the average horse jockey in the eye, but match him pound for pound.
No wonder the store clerk has seemed to big to him. Jeremiah was now a very "little fella" indeed..