Suddenly!
Roger's shirt vanished!
"What the-?!" Roger exclaimed. "My shirt!"
THen, a few seconds after that, his brown slacks disappeared, and his slippers followed suite, leaving him in just his y-front underwear.
"Holy shit!" Roger exclaimed. "My clothes! They've gone!"
alarmed, he ran to his room to get another set of clothes. He was shocked when he couldn't find any clothes in his room. He had no clothes!
"All my clothes are gone!" He exclaimed.
Then he stopped. "To be honest, I can't actually remember ever wearing any clothes." He said.
Roger was now reduced to his underpants and waistcoat. He put his waistcoat on, and stared at himself.
"What is happening to me?" he muttered.
Of course, Roger didn't know his son had put him under a monster tf.
Roger's dick became smaller.