"Hey, Big Bro, I've got a game today, and I don't have any clean socks. Do you have a--what the fuck happened to you?!?!" Ricky shouted the question after he burst in the room and saw tiny naked Carter and Standish holding each other in terror. The giant teen had caught them.
Ryan decided to take control, "Ricky, this kid at school did something to us. He turned me into a jockstrap, and uh, your brother ended up wearing me home instead of his own jock. He decided to jock off," keep as close to the truth as possible, Ryan thought, Ricky isn't stupid and I'm covered in jizz, but no need to let him no his perv brother knew I was the jockstrap, "Next thing you know, I'm a tiny human and your brother is shrinking. Then you came in," Ryan finished.
"Shut up, little man. I know you're used to being big man on campus, but looks to me like somebody finally cut you down to size. Ry, I'm fucking tired of you walking all over my big bro and me. In fact, since I came in here to borrow socks, and apparently you can change into articles of clothing. I think I'll wear the pair of you in this evening's game," Ricky reached out toward the cowering senior action figures.
Ryan stood erect his full 11 1/2 inches, and waved his fist, "Now, Ricky, I--"
"I told you to shut up once. And my name is Erick not Ricky. To punish you for disobeying me, I'm going to forego my pregame shower. Sorry Bro, but it's kind of hard to wash just one foot, and you did pick this jerk for your friend." The two seniors dangled from each of the giant's hands.
Erick looked confused, how was he supposed to turn them into socks. He looked up at the ceiling, and said, "One pair of white athletic socks please."
Instantly, he felt the firm toned flesh of his miniature captives shift. He felt waled fabric replacing the muscles, skin and bones.
"Coooool."
His eyes gleamed, and carrying his two prizes out in front of him where he could survey them, Erick walked back to his room.