The Size Thief Chapter 8.
Things went well for a good long while. Between the fact that the videos were selling like hotcakes and I was starting to worry I was becoming the kind of bully I was trying to stop, I decided to hang up my gloves and retire from my current line of work. With that in mind, I made the decision that I didn't want any of the little gang around anymore. Obviously, letting them go was simply not going to happen, so I talked through it with Jake and finally made the decision to hand all four of them over to Andrew. I figured he was due some retribution now that he was out of the hospital.
After shrinking the guys down to a more manageable six inches in size (and growing myself up to a full seven feet to ease the headache,) I put on my gear for what I thought would be the last time. With the guys safely tucked away in the nooks and crannies of my singlet, I hopped on my bike and made my way to Andrew's house. As is typical, the combination of sweat and motorcycle vibrations caused the guys to slide down my torso into the area around my jockstrap. As they did, and began to squirm around, I had my first doubt about whether I really wanted to do this.
Things went well for a good long while. Between the fact that the videos were selling like hotcakes and I was starting to worry I was becoming the kind of bully I was trying to stop, I decided to hang up my gloves and retire from my current line of work. With that in mind, I made the decision that I didn't want any of the little gang around anymore. Obviously, letting them go was simply not going to happen, so I talked through it with Jake and finally made the decision to hand all four of them over to Andrew. I figured he was due some retribution now that he was out of the hospital.
After shrinking the guys down to a more manageable six inches in size (and growing myself up to a full seven feet to ease the headache,) I put on my gear for what I thought would be the last time. With the guys safely tucked away in the nooks and crannies of my singlet, I hopped on my bike and made my way to Andrew's house. As is typical, the combination of sweat and motorcycle vibrations caused the guys to slide down my torso into the area around my jockstrap. As they did, and began to squirm around, I had my first doubt about whether I really wanted to do this.