Angela looked down at the pool chair and stared in disbelief at your miniscule form. "Oh my God," Angela said under her breath as she bent over and picked you up Courtney noticed and was now staring at you as well. "Gabe, what happened to you," Angela asked in a gentle whisper.

"I think Courtney's farts shrank me," you answered.

"You heard the entire conversation didn't you?" Angela asked her face now red from blushing.

"Speaking of which, hey Gabe, if Angela farted near you would it gross you out?" Courtney asked before receiving a quick glare from Angela.

"Normally I wouldn't mind it but given the current situation I would prefer that the two of you try to hold in your gas," you answered. Angela was now blushing like mad.

"That's a pretty good point, we don't want you getting any smaller, that might take away the fun," Courtney said with a smile.

"What?" You and Angela asked in unison.

"Well other than protecting him there's not much we can do now that he's small, we might as well have some fun with him. If you think about it he could do all sorts of things with nobody knowing he's there, and he still owes you for staring at my ass earlier," she said to Angela.

"That's true," Angela said as she thought to herself.

"What?" You asked turning to look at her. "You can't seriously be thinking that's a good idea, we don't even know what's happening or if this is permanent."

"Well you do owe me and I know you look at Courtney's ass a lot," Angela said sternly.

"He does it all the time at the gym," Courtney added.

"So I guess it's alright for you to make it up to me at this size," Angela said. She thought for a moment before saying, "your going to..."