Shrunken boyfriend (I)

 Nothing could have prepared Lawrie for the sight offered to him when he entered his boyfriend Chuck's apartment, earlier this afternoon.  There was Chuck, standing in the nude on the living-room rug, displaying his gorgeously muscled body... but no more than two feet tall! After several minutes of  mutual confusion, Chuck found the words to tell Lawrie -in a pitifully high-pitched chirrup, which had nothing to do with his deep, masculine normal voice- that he had begun to shrink immediately after tasting the mushroom pickles that they had brought from their recent holidays in Polynesia. The shrinking progress seemed to have stopped now, but it was urgent to seek medical help. Chuck wanted to recover his normal size at once!

Lawrie agreed that a doctor was urgently needed. The nearest hospital was at just a short walk from Chuck's home. However: how to get there without calling the attention of all the  passers-by in the street? Fortunately, Lawrie recalled that somewhere in the apartment there was a pet crate, where Chuck used to take his cat to the vet. He soon found it in the broom cupboard and, despite Chuck's protesting squeaks, he locked up his shrunken boyfriend in the crate and rushed to the medical center. 

(to be continued)