Brendan begins to feel a little funny, a tingle running through his body. He quickly strips out of his shirt and
shorts as the stocky teenage Rick watches his son start to shorten.
Brendan watches as the sparse chest hairs he has pull in, feeling his face getting smooth as he drops in height.
Probably about 16 now he could feel movement in his boxer briefs, his decent manhood starting to reverse course.
"Ugh, I just wanted the hair part!" Brendan says with a slightly higher voice, height dropping faster, underarm
hair thinning, the forest on his thighs slowly retreating downward. Underwear getting looser while movement
still happening inside, curiosity got the best of him as he gave them the little push they needed to fall around
his shrinking feet. His pubes has thinned and lightened, his once 8 inch member probably could barely hit 4 at
this point.
Scratching at his underarms as the last strands pulled in, his short skinny legs now only had hair around his
ankles. Groaning his voice went higher, watching his penis shrink, pubes dissipating, balls shrinking until it
just stops, leaving him about 12 now.
Rick gives his son's head a rub, "Aww, I forgot how cute you used to be!"