Ty concluded that he could no longer be satisfied by simply jerking Dustin around.
"You know," Ty said, "I could really change your life. I mean, forever. I could keep you this way, and seal you against any other change."
"Oh no!" said Dustin, "It's all in good fun when it's just you and me in the bedroom, but I've got a life ahead of me and I can't bear the thought of going through the rest of it as a freak."
But Ty was oddly titillated by the thought of being the power behind the central event of Dustin's life.
"I'll be merciful," Ty said, "You won't be two feet tall." Dustin drew in his breath as he slowly crept back up to three feet in height. It was a truly odd sight: a teenage boy with normal proportions, just greatly reduced in scale.
"Ty, please..." Dustin said, trembling in terror.
"Well, and let's give you a physique the ladies will appreciate," said Ty, acidly. Dustin's muscles grew moderately, and hardened, so that he had the appearance of a high-level endurance athlete--only at a greatly reduced scale.
Ty snapped his fingers, and Dustin stumbled back, clutching at his head.
"It's done," said Ty, "No one can change you again. This will be your life."
Dustin silently looked down at his hands, now the size of doll's hands. Using his new-found musculature and core strength, he leapt, caught the ledge of the dresser, and pulled himself up to stand on top of it and look in the mirror. He turned and stared at Ty in horror.
"Please Ty," he said, "At least make it so that everyone will think I've always been this way. How will I explain it?"
"No, Dustin, that would spoil the fun. And so you don't ask again, I'll foreclose that possibility as well." Ty clapped his hands, and Dustin felt another stabbing pain in his head, which passed quickly.
Dustin cried, but felt an overwhelming desire to be out of Ty's malevolent presence. Ty had been sitting on the bed, looking at Dustin with a look of grim contentment. Dustin jumped down from the dresser, landed hard, and let his short legs carry him to the door. He reached up and, with difficulty, turned the doorknob and pushed the door open.
Suddenly, he found himself naked and alone, trapped in his freakish flesh on an unfamiliar suburban street. Ty's voice echoed in his head: "This way will be more entertaining."