Tim swallowed hard and looked up at the huge, cute man. He absently curled the heavy, bulky fabric of his T-shirt in his hands and shifted from foot to foot as he looked dwon at his feet. "Uh, look, Saul... This is going to sound weird, but I ... I think this is -well- some sort of curse or spell or something..."
Saul walked over, his footsteps sending heavy vibrations through the floor as he approached his shrinking boss, lover and friend. "Tim, *how* did this happen...?"
His voice sounded skeptical at the potential, magical explanation, but the evidence before his eyes was awfully strong. Timothy looked up with a deep blush running through his slender cheeks. "Look, Saul; I know it sounds weird, but ...well... I found that old box, there," he pointed to the chest on the table, "and -well- it did this to me when I opened it up."
Saul looked even bigger as he glanced -with suspicion- over at the simple chest on the table. Timothy had to bunch the fabric up a bit more, now, as he felt the floor slip under his feet while he shrunk past 34 inches tall to 33 ... 32 ... 31 inches tall...
Saul's gaze came back to his diminishing friend. "You just opened up that box and it ... it shrunk you?" he asked, dubiously.
Timothy nodded. "And I'm still shrinking..." He stepped forward up next to his large lover, still blushing. Somehow, it felt somewhat good to be here next to the bigger man. Safer and -yet- still threatened by the sheer scale of the rest of the room. "There are five keys that open it, but each one works only with one of those gem-buttons on the front. The first combination did *this* to me..."
He shivered as Saul swing a leg over Timothy and stepped past him casually to look at the box more carefully. "It's shut, now..." he said, over his shoulder.
"Yeah, uh, it shut automatically after I opened it."
Saul picked up the box and a couple of the keys, looking from one to the other in his hands, curiously. "Ok, we've got to do something..." he replied, turning his head to look down at Timothy.