Dustin looked around the store for another hot babe, but in the last few minutes the crowd seemed to be all-male. There were body builders, bikers, and businessmen as his dick lost another inch, but nothing to stimulate a straight guy like Dustin.
He thought of going to the bathroom, but his cock was already below the three-inch mark. Tiny balls lifted off his shorts entirely as they contracted against his body. A little nub in his hands would just turn him off the more, as it shrunk below two inches.
Dustin looked out into the rest of the mall. Kids, old people, men... but not a teenage girl in sight. He felt his dick shorten in response. After another agonizing minute, Dustin realized that there was a minimum size his equipment could shrink to, and he had just realized it. A shiver ran up his spine, but otherwise the shrinking seemed to have stopped. Dustin was annoyed, but knew this was only temporary... one hot babe and this could all be reversed.
Ty came up behind him and put a hand on his shoulder. "How's it hangin'? Or should I ask, IS it hangin'?" Ty asked with a smirk. Dustin turned to make a smart retort, and saw that he was looking up at Ty. His younger brother leaned in close, "If you've run out of dick for me to shrink, then I guess I'll have to settle for your whole body. If something doesn't happen soon, you are going to be my little brother in more ways than one."