Working on a construction site, Paul always left for work before his boys. He had the wildest, most real dream he had ever had last night. He dreamt that he had
come home from work and then shrunk! The neighbor kid, Matt, had come over and they had some wild sex. Paul had always kinda liked Matt, but the dream
was just crazy.
When he woke up, he tried to find some trace that the dream had been real, but there was no evidence. Trash had gone out last night, so there was no checking on
the TV dinners. Of course all his clothes fit, etc. He wasn't about to ask one of his boys about it... they'd think he was certifiable.
Paul had a long commute, so the whole thing was pretty much out of his mind by the time he got to the site. The foreman put him on a part of the job in a room by
himself for most of the morning. He actually liked to hang out with most of the guys he worked with, but sometimes work was just work.
About 11, the foreman moved him to a different part of the site and paired him up with Larry. There were two other guys working in the same room this morning.
They were all talking and joking and it was more like what Paul was used to. After about an hour, Paul noticed that he had to keep telling Larry to lift "higher" and
to "stand up straight".
It was about noon anyway, so they decided to take a break. Some guys wandered off the site for lunch, but most of them hung around the 'fridge and talked. By
the time he and Larry got started again at 1, Larry was just about useless. After about 15 minutes, Paul had enough.
"What is the problem?" he demanded of Larry, frustrated. "Are you just not paying attention here, or what?"
"I, I don't know," Larry said. Paul frowned. Larry's clothes looked loose on him. He knew better than to wear loose clothes on the job. "I feel funny." Paul stepped
closer. Soon Paul was looking down at Larry, just a few inches from his coworker's face. Larry was definitely smaller than when they had started.