At first, I was intimidated by Ty. I mean, after all, this was not a very good position to be in: digging through Ty's underwear drawer while I probably looked ridiculous in my super baggy shirt and shorts.
"My, my, what have we here?" Ty asked, with that Cheshire cat grin of his.
"I, uh, I only..." I stammered. "Hey, aren't you supposed to be mowing the lawn?"
"It's already mowed," Ty said. "And the weeds are gone. You see, I can make anything happen!"
Ty started to walk toward me, and I realized that even in this smaller state, I was still taller than him, and I quickly regained my confidence.
"Look, punk," I said, putting my finger in his chest. Okay, I'm not a foot taller than him anymore, but maybe a couple of inches. "I don't know what you did or how you did it, but I want you to change me back!"
Ty usually cowered away when I got in his face like that, but this time he stood his ground with that awful grin on his face.
"Okay, I'll change you back to the way you were when you were ten!"
Just then, I felt it, the same feeling I had this morning in the shower. Just a little tingling, and then Ty started to grow. Soon we were eye to eye, then I was looking up at him. Of course, I realized he wasn't growing, but I was shrinking. Suddenly, my shorts fell to the ground, and my underwear slowly started sliding. I caught my underwear and looked up into Ty's chest. I took a couple of steps backward and tried to hide my terror and panic.
"Well, it looks like you haven't even begun puberty yet!" Ty laughed. "Let's see what you look like, little boy! Come on, drop the underwear!"
"No!" I yelled. Whoa, my voice is high.
"Would you like to lose three more years?" Ty asked, moving closer to me.
I kept backing up until I hit the wall. No where to run, I felt the tingling feeling again. The whole room got bigger while I felt myself getting skinnier and smaller. I looked at my hands and watched them get softer and smaller. When I let go of my underwear, I saw it fly down, not even touching my skinny legs, coming to a rest on top of my little boy feet.
Ty walked over and patted me on the head. He must be a foot taller than me now, or more.
"Aww, you look so cute!" he said. "Now let's take off that shirt and see the rest of you!"
I looked down. The shirt that was too small for me yesterday was now almost coming down to my knees. As Ty reached to take it off, I fought him, with tears in my eyes, screaming in an even higher voice.
Ty stopped, and I felt that tingling again. I watched my hands get smaller and maybe a little chubbier. My shoulders got so small that my shirt was barely hanging on me by the collar. The bottom almost reached the floor and my hands barely stuck out of the short sleeves. Ty towered over me.
"Your'e four years old, now. Want to get younger?"
"Ok!" I cried in my little boy voice. And I slid the giant shirt off me.
We both stared at my tiny body for a moment. I was so small and soft. No hair anywhere except for on top of my head. I had a thin layer of baby fat all around me. However, the thing both of us stared at the longest was my dick, if you could even call it that. So small, short, and skinny. And you could barely even see my balls. It was pathetic.
Ty was frozen in thought. It seemed like he was just realizing what he did. I was trying not to cry and being desperate to get him to leave me alone, I cried out, "Why don't you just make yourself bigger and leave me alone!"
"That's a good idea," Ty said, and he stared at himself in the mirror, but nothing happened. He quickly grew frustrated. "What?! Why won't it work!"
I didn't want to upset him any further, so I tried to sneak past him and get back to my room. He saw me though, and I felt that tingling feeling again. I felt myself getting smaller and weaker, until I couldn't stand anymore. I fell down and tried my best not to cry.
"Hmm, I guess I can change anything but myself," Ty said as he stooped down to pick me up. It was so strange to be in Ty's arms. The whole world seemed humongous.
"Well, I don't really want to take care of a one-year-old," Ty said, as he walked into my room. "So I'll put you here and you'll stay asleep until I say you can wake up."
He laid me on my bed and wrapped me in a blanket and I fell asleep like, well, a baby.