You are snuggled together in bed with Pam when you are awoken by a rapping on your house door.
"I'll get it.", you sigh, as you rub your eyes and scratch, stretching a bit, trying to wake up. Pam purrs gently and hugs your pillow as you get up.
You throw on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, and head to the door. As you open it, you are greeted by your best man David Russo.
"So buddy! You ready for a great day today?!", he says as he enters with a shit eating grin. "Yeah yeah... I'm ready as I'll ever be", you reply, and head in to the kitchen to start a pot of coffee. Dave follows you in and grabs a seat at the table, where you still have a few items you had been tinkering with. In the mix of components and gadgets sits, the three Portasizers you had been working. Dave eyes them with some amazement.
"Are these actual Portasizers?", he asks, having never been this close to one, let alone three, before! "Yep.. tricky little bastards to fix.", you say, as you pour two cups of coffee and head over to Dave.
"So whats the plan, ma man?", you ask Dave.
"Well, seeing as its almost noon, the two us will pick up a few of the guys and then head on over to your Uncle's pub to get things started. After that... well, lets just say the real party gets started.", Dave says grinning.
"Fine fine...", you say, "...not like I can avoid this I guess. It's tradition and all."
"Yep! So what does Pam think about all of this?", Dave asks.
"Surprisingly ok, considering she's having her Bachelorette today too. It kind of bothers me actually. I mean, what if ...", you say, trailing off.
"What if, what? She gets a stripper and is "forced" to suck his dick? Yeah, they can be pretty crazy parties I hear. But chin up old buddy, we're gonna have our own fun, you just wait!", Dave says with an air of confidence.
"Gee, thanks. That makes me feel sooo much better now.", you say sarcastically.
Dave just shakes his head and grins.
Finishing up your coffee you tell Dave that you are going to go have a shower and get ready for the big day. You head off to do that leaving Dave in the kitchen.
While you are off, Dave sips his coffee and twiddles his thumbs. His eyes shift over the Portasizers sitting near him on the table, the size of small TV remotes, and thoughts begin to brew in his mind. He gives a quick look around before reaching over and grabbing one. He studies it closely, wondering how it works. It has a small LED screen on it and a thumb pad like an iPod. As he touches the pad the devices comes to life in his hand and he takes in a deep breath, partly of surprise and partly of excitement. In his very hands is a device that only the rich, the military and government are able to afford. Being able to control the size of any living or non-living object with one of these things spoke deeply to a long fetish of size-changing Dave had harboured and spoke to no one else other than you. Dave was so tempted to try it here and now, he was in awe of the possibilities.
Footsteps could be heard coming towards the kitchen and Dave flinches holding the Portasizer.
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