Whatever David touched, it sent a spay of pink glittery powder. It missed the face of David but hit Steve straight in the chest. He swore and swatted at the offensive girly (in his mind) matter. It stuck to his shirt and he would look ridiculous. He got annoyed at David who just guffawed and found the accident extraordinarily funny. Better Steve than him! He would have received the way-too-feminine shiny powder straight in the face. He would have looked like he was wearing make-up! At least he was spared this complete humiliation. But as Steve shook his ruined shirt, something odd started to happen. Steve started to shrink. A little at first but then much faster. He screamed as David stared at the amazing phenomenon. Before long, Steve was of the size of a Barbie doll, naked and coming out of the neck-hole of his shirt. His clothes, much too big now, laid strewn around him, useless and grotesque for him to wear.
"Help me?" Steve said in a voice that had diminished accordingly along with his size?
"How?" David said, quite reasonably.
"Well, do something! I'm naked and I want to return to my own size!"
David pondered on this. What should he do next? Press the button again? Find suitable clothes for David? Call Sheryl? Have fun with Steve a little bit?