"I'm busting in." Randy called before kicking his way into the room.
Randy looked down and saw Batista's pants on the floor with a bulge struggling around inside them. Randy felt something stirring between his legs. Could it really be?
Randy closed and locked the door, then bent down and scooped up Batista's pants. He reached inside and pulled out the tiny Batista. His cock was now rock hard in his pants begging to be freed.
"Batista?" Randy boomed.
"Help." Batista squeaked running to the other side of Randy's palm.
"How did you get so small?" Randy asked.
"A potion on the desk." Batista answered in his tiny voice.
Randy looked over to the desk and saw the potion. He picked it up and studied the label.
"This could be useful." Randy said grinning widely.
Batista looked up fearfully at Randy's gaping mouth filled with white teeth almost half his size.
"I've always wanted my own little man." Randy said, "So I can...
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