Paul followed Steve's large form as it moved quickly through the house. He had always imagined that giants would be lumbering, but Steve's movements were elegant and smooth... and since the distances were shorter to a large man, they were crossed a lot faster too. Paul estimated that his own stature was around the 4 foot mark, just based on how much bigger everything seemed in the house.
The 9-foot man was already in his closet, drawers open by the time Paul caught up with him. Steve pulled out a T-shirt and tossed it onto Paul and then turned to get some clothes for himself. Paul put the shirt on, which extended to his knees, and stole a last glance or two as Steve's large nakedness was covered up. The orgasm had stemmed his horniness, but he could feel that it was only a temporary measure... especially if he got much smaller. "I don't think you really need anything else," Steve said. Downstairs the doorbell rang. "That must be Mike. Go let him in," Steve turned away. "I'll be right down."
'What if it isn't Mike,' was Paul's first thought, but he decided he had played his "poor me" card to get his ring-side seat in the bathroom... and he didn't want to push his luck. "OK," he said, and headed to the front door.
Fortunately, there was a window near the front door, and Paul was able to look outside and see his brother's large body standing there, arms folded. From his expression, he was a little concerned, but it wasn't serious... Paul reasoned that his brother expected this to be a joke or hoax.
For a moment, Josh came into view. Paul frowned. Paul had a strained relationship with Mike, and practically none at all with Josh. It was time to patch things up, and in a real hurry. 'This is going to be an interesting afternoon,' Paul thought as he crossed the remaining feet to the door.
He reached out, unlatched the door, and swung it open. "Hey Mike," Paul tried to sound like he was just inviting his brother in to watch the game on TV.
Mike's jaw opened as he looked right at his older brother. "Well I'll be damned," he said slowly. Paul backed away from the door to let the men in, but their eyes never left him.
"I am seeing it with my own eyes," Josh chimed in, "But I still don't believe it." Mike reached out a large hand, and rubbed the hair on Paul's head, as if to make sure Paul was real.
"He's real all right," Steve's voice came from the stairway. "I can hardly believe it myself, and I've been watching him shrink for more than an hour."
"It's only been an hour?" Mike asked. He got down in front of Paul on one knee, and Paul looked into Mike's big eyes. "He's lost 1/3 of his size already."
"No, it has been longer than that," Steve backpedaled. "I guess it must have started while he was still on the job, and then we've been together for more than an hour since we left the site," Steve said. "I think it may be slowing down," Steve added helpfully.
"We've got to get you to someone who can help," Mike said, turning his attention back to Paul.