Going Down

Another judder.

James had **** but to let his jeans drop to the floor. His boxers followed them. He ran to his closet to see if there was anything that still fitted him that would cover the lower half of his body. Unsurprisingly, since he had been the same height his entire adult life, there was nothing.

His t-shirt was getting longer on him but not yet long enough to fully cover his dick and balls. He would have to wait to shrink a little further before he could even leave the house. And then what? Go and see a doctor? Maybe if he stayed at this size it would be okay. It would suck to not be tall anymore, he knew girls liked that about him, and he would have no way of explaining his new height to his friends. But he was still well within the range of average height for a guy. With a new wardrobe it wasn't like he couldn't live quite contentedly like this as long as he didn't shrink much further.

Another judder.

James's mind was racing now. Still wearing nothing but his oversized t-shirt, James rushed to his computer. He had adjusted his chair and set up to be perfect for his height so everything felt off but he didn't have time to worry about that now. With no other idea of what to do he turned to Google for help and typed out a few key words.

"Witchcraft curse shrinking reversal removal"

He then quickly scanned the results this brought him for anything or anyone that might be able to help him.