With June now a lunar resident, Ty went back to Dustin's room to see how his horny giraffe step brother was doing. When he entered the room, he found a small creamy puddle on the carpet, but no sign of Dustin. In disgust, Ty quickly grabbed a Kleenex from beside the bed and mopped up the fresh cum.
Ty shook his head. "Now where did he go? You can't exactly lose a giraffe... even a shrunken one."
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Dustin stared up from the carpet fibers. Wide eyed. Shocked. His scale nearly beyond comprehension. An endless plain of fabric was surrounded by mountainous stalks of carpet jutting up in the distance. Seemingly miles apart. Carefully, nervously, Dustin clopped forward with dull thuds and looked down. The fibers were getting closer. He looked up, a blue fog far above him obscuring his view beyond the top of the carpet.
"Oh no..." He realized, as it was getting harder for him to breath. He gently laid down, watching with nervous horror as he realized that he was about to slip through the fibrous base of the carpet. He was so small that a single strand of thread was beginning to look like the size of a redwood tree on it's side.
Soon, even that was as big as an entire field to him. And then he saw the little black specs starting to move around.
"No..." Dustin closed his eyes, and refused to watch further as the dust mites in the carpet started to look as big as he was, and then soon towered over him. Then suddenly, there was white. Nothing but a vast plane of whiteness on all sides of him, every side of him. He had the sensation of floating through the air. It got even harder to breath. And then he saw fluid around his ankles, then the top of his chest, and struggled, kicking, screaming, as he flailed next to one of his own sperm, which soon grew to the size of a whale around him.
"HELLLLLLLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!!" Dustin screamed hoarsely... and then...
A sickening rush of nausea rushed through the giraffe and he gulped down the dry heaves as suddenly he shot up. It took a second, but the growth was explosive for him. Suddenly he could breath fine, suddenly he was sitting in a fleshy pink palm. As his swimming head cleared, he looked up in a daze to find he was lying in Ty's hand.
Dustin's expression went dead as he met Ty's giant horrified eyes.
"A-Are you okay?" Ty blinked, staring down at his handheld giraffe step brother.
"I've seen things." Dustin said softly, nearly at a whisper. "I've seen things, Ty. And I don't like shrinking anymore. Would you put me down?"
Ty complied, gently setting his step brother on the bed.
"I'm going to sleep for a while." Dustin whispered, and promptly fainted.
"Okay." Ty nodded, and gulped in guilt as he left the room.