Honey, I Shrunk the Egos

Bro Tiny!

Chase Brody was busy filming an episode of Bro Average in his home, with his cameraman. He had been laying on the floor, trying to casually roll marbles into styrofoam cups for a good deal of the morning. As he finally made a 'difficult' shot that he spent quite some time on, he jumped to his feet in celebration and his cameraman immediately realized something was wrong. "Hey man... weren't you taller?"

"Whaaaa?" Chase chuckled, shaking his head. "Camera's supposed to add ten pounds dude, not subtract height! We been filmin' too long for you? Need a break, bro?"

The cameraman slowly shook his head. "That's not it. I'm serious, dude you- Fuck! Chase!" He screamed, dropping the camera as he backed up.

"Dude!" Chase grunted, lunging forward to grab the camera off the ground. "Easy with the 'quipment! You know I can't afford to replace shit right now..." He sighed. "Paying child support and-"

"Chase!" The cameraman shrieked. "You. Are. Shrinking!"

"Shrinking? Is that a new term for goin' into debt? I feel like I'm behind on the times, man." Chase muttered, staring down at the camera as he checked it over for damage.

"Physically shrinking!" The man screamed, grabbing at the door knob. "I can't do this! I'm sorry! I don't know what the fuck is wrong with you right now man, but you need to get that shit looked at!" With that, he turned and fled the apartment.

Chase watched him go, shaking his head slightly. "So hard to find good help these days." He turned to set the camera on the table and found the top of it to be shoulder height, when it used to come up to his waist. Slowly, he leaned up and set the camera on the surface then turned, taking in the rest of the apartment. Everything seemed to tower over him. Glancing back at the apartment door he tried to focus on what the cameraman had been screaming about.

Weren't you taller? You are shrinking. Physically shrinking.

Chase glanced down at his clothes which were bagging around him and quickly getting larger. "Oh no..." He groaned and started stumbling towards the door, wondering if his neighbours could help. He took a few steps before his pants slid down and tripped him. He turned to try and wriggle them off, but by the time he had them off his ankles, he was drowning in the material of his shirt. Moments later he would be crawling out from under his hat, his new height of five inches tall. Glancing around the counters which felt like skyscrapers now, Chase knew what he had to do.

He ran to his boots and with some struggle, liberated the laces from both of them. He tied them together with a large knot and rolled his new rope around his shoulder before making the long trek to his fridge. He considered himself lucky to find a spoon laying on the floor that had fallen and he hadn't bothered to pick up. Tying it to the end of his shoelace rope, he was rather proud of his make shift grappling hook. Standing before his fridge he gripped the shoelace and swung the spoon in circles before giving it a toss. Miss. "Dammit." Chase muttered, but he was no stranger to missing. He gripped the shoelace and tried again. After... a few attempts, the spoon clanged through the handle of the fridge and Chase threw his arms up, screaming out, "Yes!". The spoon sped towards the ground and Chase had to jump to grab hold of the end of shoelace again. He panted a moment, before lowering the spoon a bit more and grabbed it as well, backing up until he was able to pull the fridge open with a world shattering pop.

"I'm coming darlin'!" Chase cried out excitedly as he slipped around the fridge door and stared up at his prize with pure joy. Seated comfortably on the bottom shelf of the fridge was a pizza box, containing last night's dinner leftovers. "Giant pizza." Chase marveled. Awkwardly, Chase was able to scale the bottom of the fridge and get onto the first shelf. As he walked to the back of the pizza box, the light began to fade and he realized the door was slowly slipping shut. This was a race against time now. Dashing to the back of the box, he squeezed himself behind it. Bracing his back against the back of the fridge, he didn't have time to register the cold as he placed his feet on the box and pushed. The pizza box edged forward just enough to hold the door open and Chase slid down. "Fuck!" He cried out as his bare ass hit the cold fridge shelf. It was worth it though, or it would be,when he had his hands on giant pizza. After quickly scrambling to his feet, Chase leaned his shoulder against the box and managed to shove it out of the fridge, then safely climbed down to it. Opening it, he hummed to himself proudly before climbing inside and eating as much of a slice as he could.