"Hold that thought," Matt said, and rolled out of bed to his clothes. He rummaged around and found the magic wand and came back to the bed. Mr. DeSoto
reached out to continue stroking Matt's cock. "This," Matt continued, "is a magic wand."
Mr. DeSoto smiled. "Is that so?" he said.
"Yes," Matt answered. "I'll show you." Matt pointed the wand at Mr. DeSoto. "I wish you were back to your normal size." They looked at each other as Mr.
DeSoto grew a foot in a few seconds. His big fingers played absently with Matt's little penis now.
Matt felt himself shrinking even faster now. Not only had he pronounced another wish, but Mr. DeSoto's balls were even bigger relative to his own now. Matt
knew he needed to act quickly. He gave the wand to Mr. DeSoto. "Now wish me back to my normal size."
Mr. DeSoto stopped playing with Matt's penis and considered the request for a moment. Matt started to get impatient, and Mr. DeSoto finally said, "But you are
your normal size, Matt. It's true that I shrank some today, but you've always been four-feet one-inch tall."
Matt gasped. He hadn't expected his stealth wish to have this kind of consequence. "Just wish it anyway, please" Matt pleaded.
Mr. DeSoto rolled out of bed and walked over to Matt's clothes. It was starting to sink in just how small Matt was. He only came up to Mr. DeSoto's abs now. If
it wasn't so upsetting, it would be making him horny. Mr. DeSoto finally fished out Matt's driver's license.
"OK," Mr. DeSoto said, pointing the wand at Matt. "I wish you were back to your correct size." Nothing happened. They stood looking at each other for another
minute, as Matt felt his height continue to slide away. Mr. DeSoto came to stand close to Matt, almost putting his bush in Matt's face. Matt regarded his neighbor's
giant genitals and started feeling sparks of hornyness again.
"I told you," Mr. DeSoto said, "You've always been 3' 9"." Mr. DeSoto handed Matt his license, which dutifully reported his current height. In just that amount of
time, Matt had shrunk four more inches. "Maybe we should get some clothes on you," Mr. DeSoto suggested and turned away.
Matt's blood suddenly ran cold. Not only was he stuck and still shrinking, but now that Mr. DeSoto was un-shrunk, he was also un-sexually-attracted to Matt.