Apprehension gripped Paul. Reducing to a few inches was bad enough, and being
chased by the cat had been terrifying. Now there was some stranger in his house, and
he was shrinking again. Paul felt his trepidation rising up from the pit of his stomach
and he tried not to move. The more tightly he held himself, the faster it seemed his
size drained away. His continued diminution amplified his fears, but was also
strangely erotic. Every contact with his body seemed new and somehow pleasurable,
even feeling the floor widen as his feet shortened. He put his once-strong hands on
the water heater, and felt the metal oozing and spreading under his fingertips.
"Mr. DeSoto!" the voice called again. "It's me, Matt."
So it wasn't a stranger after all! A cool tingle of relief fell down Paul's spine, and his
size loss slowed. With the pressure entirely lifted from his now, Mr. DeSoto sighed.
The rush of air tickled his moustache strangely, almost like being kissed, as his
whiskers reduced. The dust which now clung to his skin and the fur on his chest
seemed to tickle him no matter how he moved. He felt his cock starting to inflate in
response to all the stimulation.
"Mr. DeSoto, are you OK?" Matt called out again.
"Yeah," came Paul's reply relieved that he hadn't been injured, and he was surprised
by how small his voice seemed compared to the neighbor kid's. Thinking about his
situation for a moment, he added, "I mean, no. I am definitely not OK." With one
hand he squeezed his full erection, while deciding that he was too big to try
squeezing out of his hiding place. He looked down at his big dick. At least he had a
little privacy back here as he played with himself.
"There you are!" Matt said, and Paul saw a large eye peer in through the space
between the heater and the wall. "You are so small," Matt continued. Then, looking at
Mr. DeSoto's meat in the little man's grasp he added, "Well, not quite all of you."
A hot flush of embarassment swept over Paul, accompanied by a wave of shrinking so
strong he almost slipped as the floor moved. He had never in his life been caught
jacking off by someone else... much less another guy, much less someone like a
neighbor. But at the same time this uncomfortable emotion caused his body to
dwindle, his dick seemed to grow even larger and more demanding.
"I.. I...," Paul stammered, feeling his size go even faster now. Quickly he thought of an
excuse. "I'm trying to clean all this dirt and dust off, but it's just sticking to me all
over. My hair, my chest, my legs... something awful." The excuse seemed to lessen
some of Paul's shame. He added, "It's just so damn dirty back here!"
A giant version of Matt snickered. "I bet it is!" he chimed in. "Well, come on out of
there and let's get you washed off. I think you can fit through the gap now."
Holding his throbbing rod against his body with one hand and pushing his bulginb
balls down out of the way with the other, Paul carefully threaded his way out from
behind the water heater. He was sure they were both bigger than normal now. Filthy,
horny, embarassed and still shrinking he emerged to stand in front of Matt.