Tim saw the result first as the tip of Scott's dick dropped below the edge of the table and out of sight. In a few seconds, Tim saw the shrinking was going much faster now. It had taken a minute and a half to cut Scott down to four feet (or was that 24 feet?), but he was dropping height fast now. As Scott's realization dawned, he let out a whimper and started to fondle his dick.
This spying had gone on long enough, Tim realized. If he didn't do something, his savior was going to shrink away in front of his very eyes. "Scott, down here!" Tim stepped out from behind the books and waved his arms.
Scott had been looking alternately down at his own shrinking body, and then at the still-open door. He was touching himself more aggressively now, nervous and out of ideas. Not really horny, but full of energy his cock was inflating quickly. It might not help, but maybe he would think better if he just felt better. Seeing Tim's doll-sized form emerge on the table gave him a little pause, but he didn't stop masturbating. "Tim! What is happening?" he asked.
"Quick, climb up here on the table," Tim said. He almost added, 'Before you shrink too much,' but thought the better of it. The hairy man was telescoping down quickly, already only 18 feet tall.
Scott obeyed without question, pushing the books off the table and trying to fit himself on. Putting both hands on the table, swung his legs up. He felt the table start to tip over, and Tim fell backwards. "I'm too big," he hissed. "I'll tip the whole thing over."
Tim stood up and just said, "OK, try again. Come up on all fours this time." Scott tried again, and between the different way of landing on the table and his further reduction, the table stayed standing. Tim found himself looking up at the hot, hairy canopy of Scott's chest muscles, and just a few feet away the hard pole of Scott's boner was sticking out, half the size of Tim's body. Scott looked down at Tim. "Good, now under the chest there are some other keys," Tim said. "They go with the other buttons. Let's try one."
Tim was alarmed at how fast Scott's body was contracting over him. As Scott tipped the chest up to expose the other keys, Tim could feel Scott's dark hairs reaching down to brush his head.