Steve put the phone down. "Mike and Josh are on their way. It'll take about 20 minutes for them to get here," Steve said. Steve came out of the kitchen and into the living room where Paul was, emphasizing the full 12-inch height difference between them. Paul felt his sagging penis start to stiffen at the idea that Steve would be sitting next to him on the couch while they waited.
"I'd better take a shower to get this drywall out of my hair before your brother shows up," Steve said, pulling off his shirt. For the first time, Paul noticed the white flakes in Steve's hair. His eyes were quickly drawn down to the rest of Steve's large body -- his broad chest, his thick arms, his strong trunk. "Go ahead and make yourself at home," and Steve turned away.
"No," Paul jumped up from the couch at the suggestion that Steve was leaving. He could feel the heat of Steve's bare skin radiating as he looked up and tried to make himself seem as small as he could. It wasn't a difficult trick, and while the shrinking was a very gradual process it went just a little faster standing so close to Steve. "What if something happens?" Paul said. Then he realized that line of reasoning would also keep Steve out of the shower... so he backpedaled, "I mean... How about I sit on the toilet seat or something?"
Steve thought about this for a few seconds, and Paul wondered if his desire to see his friend naked was too transparent. "Yeah, it must be pretty freaky to shrink," Steve finally said. "I might not want to be left alone either. Come on, the bathroom is bigger upstairs."
Navigating the stairs was a little tricky, because Paul was holding his pants up with one hand while trying to not trip as each pant leg flapped. His big dick poking his underwear didn't make things any less complicated. Going was a little slow, so the water was already running in the master bathroom by the time Paul was at the top of the steps. Paul just followed the sound and found Steve taking off his shoes. Standing in the doorway, Paul tried to keep a respectable distance from his friend. It also gave him a better view.
Soon Steve was standing up and unbuttoning his fly. Paul's boner throbbed hotly and he tried to look nonchalant, and hoped Steve was fooled. With a smirk Steve put both thumbs through his waistband and pushed off his underwear and pants with a single motion, bending over and obscuring Paul's view. Still bent over, Steve shuffled his feet to extract the clothes from his body. Damn him! Paul wanted to see! If this guy's body was going to have such an effect on him, he at least wanted to get a good look at it. Clothes aside, Steve did a quarter-turn away from Paul and towards the shower.
Then Steve stood up to his full height, arms above his head and stretched. His head was turned away, so Paul was free to stare at the enormous balls which were thrust out into the air. These were the large orbs responsible for his diminution, and even from across the room Paul could feel their pull. A short stalk of penis was attached at their top, disappearing into the cloud of hair. Momentarily sated, Paul surveyed the rest of the large body before him -- commanding more than 7 feet. Paul was closing in on nipple-high to his friend, and for a moment he flashed back to being a boy and looking up at men in the locker room.