“Why the hell did I say that!?” Ryan screamed inside his mind. His cheeks reddening as the boy turned back to him looking confused.

            “What?” he asked.

            “Nothing, never mind,” Ryan said quickly. Max turned to leave again, but as he grabbed the doorknob a tiny voice drifted to his ears saying, “Wait.”

            Ryan slammed his paws to his mouth before he said anything else insanely stupid. He grinned in embarrassment as Max turned back to him.

            “What?” Max asked again, a chuckle in his voice.

            “Nothing,” Ryan said again. Max was about to turn, but then realization dawned on him. He let a sly smile cross his face.

            “No, you said something.” He walked back to the bed, kneeling before it so that he could be more level with the micro.

            “No, I didn’t,” Ryan lied, trying to cover himself. Two voices screamed in his head. His logical half was listing all the things in the universe that were smarter than he was. Some of these things included a chicken that could play checkers, a tree that managed to not get cut down, a bug who ran away from danger, and a pile of cow manure that at least had the sense not jump of a cliff if given the opportunity. The other half of his brain was fixated, much to his disgust, with fantasies of being trapped in the boy’s pants again. Apparently this half had control of his mouth.

            “I’m thinking,” Max said in a mocking tone. “That you actually don’t want me to grow you back.” Ryan frantically shook his head, his hands still clamped over his mouth, his breathing heavy. Max continued, “I think you actually like being this small. Your one of those guys who get turned on by this type of thing, aren’t you?” Again Ryan shook his head, but his expression of panic was a dead giveaway. “It’s fine if you do. I’m not going to judge you.” Ryan let his hands drop from his mouth. He had been caught and there was nothing he could do. One half of his brain sat down in a huff, defeated, the other smiled happily in victory.

            “Yeah,” he said shyly, his cheeks turning an even brighter shade of crimson.

            “Hey, don’t be embarrassed. I love this type of thing to!” Max was genuinely excited. “Those times when my brothers shrunk me, some of the best of my life.”

            “Really? But didn’t you worry you would get hurt?”

            Max shrugged. “Not really. I found that you’re actually pretty durable when you get shrunk. You can get stepped on and barely even feel it.” Ryan recalled when Ralph had accidently stepped on him. He had defiantly felt that. “Well, maybe a little, but not enough to do any real damage.”

            “Wow. Wish I had known that before.”

            “Yeah, my brothers aren’t great a telling people things. Anyway, want to do something?”

            “Like what?” Ryan asked hesitantly, but with a hint of curiosity. Max climbed onto the bed, sitting down with his feet out in front of him, directly before the wolf.

            “Well, since I know you don’t mind, would you like to rub my feet?”

            Ryan looked around the room nervously. He couldn’t believe any of this was happening. Just a minute ago Max had him in his mouth, threatening to swallow him, now they were actually acting like friends? He couldn’t decide if this was good luck or bad.

            Eventually he gave up trying to think about it, and just let himself do it. He eagerly pressed himself against one of the boy’s soft pads, and instantly his fears and tension went away.   

            Waves of pleasure passed over both of them as Ryan continued to press into Max’s soft pads, rubbing them as vigorously as he could. Max wiggled his toes every once in a while out of pure pleasure at having a micro actually enjoy being his slave.

            Soon Ryan moved down to the boy’s toes, squishing himself between the boy’s furry digits so that he could better rub his sensitive spots. Max giggled as the wolf continued, his toes were very ticklish.

            “Okay, you can stop now,” the giant said after a while. Ryan did as he was asked, although he was a bit disappointed.

            “So what now?” the wolf asked up to the giant.

            “Well, I was thinking that… maybe we could…” His cheeks started to blush.

            “It’s Okay, say it,” Ryan said, trying to make the mouse feel less embarrassed.

            “I was wondering if you wanted to…” He couldn’t finish the sentence.

            “What?” Ryan shouted, the anticipation getting to him. “Just say it!”

            “Do you want to rub my cock?” If there had been a mirror in his room, Max still wouldn’t have believed how red his cheeks became.

            “Was that so hard?” Ryan called up to him. “Sure.”

            “Really?” Max asked, beaming with joy. “I didn’t think you would.”

            “You shoved me in your pants, this isn’t really that different.” Max couldn’t help but smile. He was so happy, it was almost like light was radiating off his face, a fact that made him look even more adorable to the tiny wolf below him.
            The mouse hopped of the bed, and quickly pulled his shorts off. There he stood, towering over the tiny wolf, his erection in full view. Ryan could only stare, dumbfounded at the amazing sight.

            Max sat back down on the bed, and picked the wolf up, holding him gently in the palm of his hand.

            “Are you sure this is fine?” the mouse asked hesitantly. Ryan looked over the boys hands down to his crotch, and the huge organ between his thighs. He turned back to the mouse and said with a chuckle, “I’m sure.”

            Max placed the micro on his waist then, his cock nearly three times the boy’s height. Ryan took a moment to look at it, and marvel at its sheer size. He cautiously placed a paw onto it. The moment he did, a shiver went through him, but not one of fear. It was more like a shiver of surprise and pleasure.

            Suddenly the wolf had a revelation. This was real. This was actually happening! He was shrunken down, about to play with a giant mouse’s cock, and it was all real!

            He threw himself against the organ, surrendering himself to it. He rapped his arms around it, embracing it. The wolf was surprised at how warm it was, the heat radiating off of it was enormous, but this only added to the pleasure.

            Max looked down in delight as the micro started rubbing along the length of his member, his small furry body feeling better than anything he had ever felt before.

            Ryan continued rubbing, pressing into the boy with as much force as his little body would allow him to, trying anything to make the giant happy. He knew it was working when he felt the boy’s pulse quicken along with his breathing. Every once in a while he could even hear the mouse let out a moan of pleasure.

            Soon it became too much for the mouse, the pleasure too great. He reached down, and rapped his own figures around his member, pressing the surprised wolf even harder against his erection. He started rubbing up and down, pressing the micro along the entire length of it.

            It only took a few seconds for Max to finish after he intervened. He quickly placed the wolf back on his bed and grabbed a tissue to clean up the mess. Ryan laid down, panting from the experience, his body radiating heat, and a huge smile spread across his lips.

            Max finished cleaning himself and threw the tissue in the garbage. He leaned back against the wall, his heart still racing. The boy’s eyes drifted down to the sprawled out micro to his side, and he had another idea.

            “So how was it?” Ryan eventually called up to the giant.

            “Amazing. You?”

            “Awesome,” he replied through panting breaths.

            Max moved around the bed so the he was lying down, flat on his stomach, his head hovering above the adorable wolf. The boy couldn’t help but notice the way Ryan’s white fur moved with each labored breath.

            “Let me return the favor,” Max said as he reached a paw out to the micro. Max looked up at him, not knowing what the boy meant. He realized when the boy placed a huge finger on top of his crotch. “Take off your pants,” Max whispered.

            Ryan quickly removed his baggy pants, leaving him exposed to the giant looking down at him. He felt embarrassed for a moment, but quickly recalled the events of the last hour. He couldn’t help but chuckle to himself.

            Again the mouse placed a finger onto his crotch. The boy started pressing down on the wolf’s erection, first pushing it into his stomach. Ryan couldn’t help but love it.

            The mouse continued playing with the micro’s member, trying everything he could think of to pleasure him. He rolled it around with his fingers, and then pressed it down to his thigh. Next he took his forefinger and thumb, and gently placed the wolf’s erection between them. He slipped his fingers up and down, rubbing along the full length of the micro.

            Just by looking at Ryan, Max could tell his was close. His chest rose and fell quickly, and his face was getting red. A few more seconds was all it took before the tiny wolf finished.

            Max took his paw away, now covered in Ryan’s mess. He leaned his head closer to the small wolf. Ryan was surprised and amazed as he felt the boy’s wet tongue roll across his body, licking up what ever remained.

            Max made one final lap with his tongue, then returned to a sitting position. He rolled his tongue around in his mouth a few times, trying to decide if he liked the taste or not.

            “You must have done that before,” Ryan yelled up to the giant.

            “Nope,” max said as he got off the bed and grabbed his shorts. “First time.”

            “I don’t believe you.”

            “Believe what you want,” max said happily. “First time.” Ryan grabbed his pants that were lying a few feet away and slipped them on. “So,” Max said after they both redressed. “I guess I should grow you back now.”

            “Yeah…” Ryan replied. A part of him wanted to stay, but the rational part of his mind took over, the other half fully satisfied.

            “Give me a second, I’ll get the gun.” Max disappeared out the door, walking down the hallway to his brothers’ room. Ryan leaned back on one of Max’s pillows, letting his mind wander. He could hear birds chirping outside, and a cool breeze swept over his body let in by the open window. It was truly a beautiful day.

            Max returned a minute later with the silvery toy in his hand. “Got it,” he said as he waved the toy in front of him.

            “No complications?” Ryan asked.

            “None.” Max replied as he walked over to the bed.

            “Didn’t get shrunk on the way back?” Ryan asked mockingly.

            “Of course not. What idiot would be dumb enough to have that happen to them?” Max reached down to the wolf, and then gently lifted him into the air. “Might be a good idea to grow you outside. That way no will see.”

            “Good idea.”

            Max stood outside on his lawn, the summer sun beating down on both of them. The mouse placed Ryan down in the grass that towered above him. One blast from the gun was all it took, and the wolf was back to normal height, standing a full head above the former giant.

            “Well, I guess that’s it.” Max said, sad that the wolf was going to leave. Ryan suddenly rapped his arms around the mouse, holding him close.

            “Thanks Max,” he said. He released the mouse from the hug, a shy smile on his face. “Just be sure to call me next time you need a babysitter,” he said with a wink.

            Max laughed happily. “Anytime.”