"Oh?" asked Timothy with a grin, wiping his lips with the back of his hand. "You liked that, eh? You want more?"
Saul grinned a bit and slowly opened his eyes, looking into Timothy's. "Maybe after I've recovered a bit."
Timothy slid his hand down to cup Saul's tiny, 2-inch hard on in his hands. His large fingers toyed with it, feeling how tiny it had become and how large the man's balls felt in comparrison.
The size of Timothy's fingers against his shrunken cock must have felt odd to Saul, because he looked down with a curious expression on his face. His expression froze.
Tim smiled wider and slowly rolled Saul's tiny penis between his fingertips as it got softer and shorter...
"What th' hell is this?" asked Saul, stunned.
Timothy chuckled. "You tell me, tiny." Stepping forward, Timothy pressed his own, mammoth, soft organ up against Saul's tiny cock for comparrisson. It looked even tinier next to a tube of meat nearly a foot long that Saul took a step back against the bathroom sink.
"My cock's so ... so ..."
"Tiny?" finished Timothy, stifling a chuckle. This was fun!
"Yeah!" Saul's face looked from Timothy's to Timothy's cock to his own tiny weiner with embarassment. "Tim, what's going on here?"
"Think of it as magic, Saul. Like some of those sex games you used to play with me..."
Saul shook his head. "Look, those were just playing around! This is *real*!"
Timothy nodded with a lick to his lips. "Yeah, but they sure felt real to me... And now... Well, now *I* get to be the dominant one..."
Saul blinked, nervously. He had played fictional "games" with Timothy when they'd been screwing around as boyfriends, but to have real magic ... real spells... Well, it was all just too sudden!
"Look, Tim," he said, trying to sound calm, "this is fine for screwing around, but -well- I can't go out with a 2-inch cock!"
Timothy smirked. "Sure you can! Who's going to know?"
"*I* will!" Saul, retorted, angrilly. "Now, make it grow back or ... or something!"