Matt felt his body flush as size started to flow back into it. Matt tried to stay still and unnoticed, but his inches were coming back quickly. Achieving six inches, he began to worry that he would tip out of his warm hiding place.
Fortunately, Mr. Martin had no problem whipping up a second orgasm, and before Matt had to deal with his changing circumstances, the giant began to pant. An enormous arm grasped at the passenger's seat and found Mr. Martin's shirt, cast aside earlier and still shrunken. With a roar, the huge dick began spewing its cargo all over the shirt.
Finally everything was quiet, and Matt took a mighty leap through the air toward the passenger's seat. Mr. Martin flinched, startled and opening his eyes. Matt found that his reduced body was so light that the jump was an easy one. Crashing onto the seat, Matt discovered size flowing back into him very rapidly now. In seconds, his size had doubled again. He looked over the edge of the seat to see his clothes also restoring their size. When he reached half-sized, he reached out for them and began getting dressed.
Suddenly self-conscious, Mr. Martin pushed the soiled shirt down towards his feet, and quickly closed his fly. Matt smiled but didn't look at the larger man. "Let's get to my house," Matt suggested.
Mr. Martin drove quickly, obviously uncomfortable by his lack of a shirt, but deprived of alternatives. Fortunately it wasn't far to Matt's house, and they covered the ground wordlessly. Pulling into Matt's driveway, Mr. Martin said, "I guess this is our moment of truth. Let's see what happens."
Matt opened the door and Mr. Martin leaned over, as if to keep him in reach. Matt stepped boldly out and turned to look at Mr. Martin. "I think I'm good," Matt said. "You try."
Much more gingerly, Mr. Martin swung the door open and carefully stepped down to the pavement. Nothing happened. Matt walked around to his side of the car. Mr. Martin was visibly relieved, but then another cloud crossed his expression. "You know, we'd better not -- " he started.
"Who would believe us?" Matt quickly interrupted with a smile. He backed up and waved good-bye, watching as the large man got back into his car and looked at his shrunken and soiled shirt -- an indisputable token of the afternoon's activity.
Matt turned and went inside, still glowing from his conquest.