Mickey John began to shrink!!!
he seemed to shrink, about a bit off of his original height.
"Oh, my." He said, staring at his shrinking hands. "I...I'm shrinking!"
He lifted his right foot up, and wriggled his shrinking toes.
but it wasn't just his hands and feet - his whole body was shrinking.
then he noticed his bright red shorty wetsuit wasn't shrinking with him.
"oh my." Mickey John said. "My wetsuit's getting bigger!"
Of course, it wasn't his wetsuit THAT WAS getting bigger, it was him that was getting smaller.
Mickey John's bedroom grew in timelapse, as Mickey John's body became smaller, and smaller, and smaller, and smaller, and smaller, and smaller, and smaller, and smaller, and smaller still.
Moickey John wondered how small he'd become after his shrinkage had stopped.
Suddenly, he overbalanced, and fell down onto his back, disappearing into his expanding wetsuit as he did so.
After recovering from the initial shock, Mickey John was able to stand up, and clamber through a huge red tunnel, and out onto his enormous bedroom carpet. He felt puffed out from wriggling around in the tunnel, and his brown hair looked a bit mussed up, but other than that, he was fine.
managing to stand up, he saw what appeared to be an enormous version of his bright red shorty wetsuit, laid flat on the floor. "Wow." he said. "What a big wetsuit. It's even the same colour as mine."
He scratched his shoulder, and saw he wasn't wearing his wetsuit anymore. Almost immediately after that, Realization struck him like a bullet - he had shrunk right out of his own wetsuit! He was now naked, and tiny.
Immediately, he covered his modesty with his hands.
"Oh me, oh my." he said. "I'm naked as the day I was born, and now, I'm also shrunk!"
BUT.