Alex was thrilled to have tiny Brendan rubbing his boner. Having Brendan touching his dick at any size seemed like a great idea, but with this kind of control over Brendan too -- the rush was intoxicating. What could be better than having a shrunken teen sqirming around his cock? In a moment he knew the answer: having a shrunken man join the party in his pants!
"Rick!" Alex called out, moving deeper into the house. Brendan had mentioned the basement, so Alex began heading in that direction.
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"No!" Brendan shouted, in response to Alex searching for Rick. "You're just going to shrink us both!" but his shouts were too weak to penetrate the muffling shorts. With dread, Brendan felt Alex take his first step down into the basement. Each step down jarred Brendan's small body against Alex's erection. Rather than getting slapped each time, Brendan wrapped his arms and legs around Alex's manhood and held on tightly.
With each step, Brendan held tighter and tighter, his arms getting closer together. Alex was shrinking quickly. By the time the stairs finished, its once six-foot length had shortened to only four. The crown of Alex's cock brushed Brendan's forehead as it retracted.
Brendan pushed away, leaping out of Alex's crotch and through the now-gaping hole that Alex's leg used to fill completely. Brendan landed on the floor with a thud and rolled away from Alex, stopping under a cardboard overhang. He coughed quietly, trying to avoid drawing any attention, as he did his best to rub the pink dust off his body. He was shrinking again, but at least he was under his own power.
From his shadowed vantage, Brendan watched as Alex continued dwindling.