The clone sucks harder and Trevor moans in pleasure as the clone moves his mouth around the smooth rubber covered dick in its mouth.
With a grunt the clone pulls away and looks up in to Trevors eyes.
"Well. That was fun. I hope you enjoy whats next. Pleasure Island is full of surprises." the clone says as it stands in front of you, wearing your friends face perfectly but slightly different. It does look better. Improved.
"What do you mean?" Trevor asks. He reaches down to pull off the condom and discovers he cant. Its stuck. Not only stuck but... its red color is fading. Become flesh colored. In seconds its gone.
"Hey what the hell just happen-" Trevor looks up and the clone is gone. He left so quickly that Trevor didnt notice, or did he vanish? No time to worry about that. The lockers are looking larger... no the whole room is larger to Trevor.
"Oh my..." Trevor cant finish the sentance again. The room stops growing, or rather, he stops shrinking.
Looking around him Trevor notes that he is unable to even reach the bench. He must be about 8 inches tall.
He pulls his speedo up. At least his clothes (such as they are) shrunk with him.
The tile floor is cold against his feet and his confusion is replaced by dread as he realizes the vibrations in the floor signal the approach of people.
Trevor hears their voices, distant like thunder to his smaller ears as they approach. Two more boys heading to the pool enter the locker room to change.