You decide to make a call on your friend Jenny. You haven't seen her in a while, and you think she might be interested in this gun situation. She's a few years older than you but still a lot of fun to hang out with. The two of you fool around a lot when you're together, but otherwise you're just friends. So there's no strings attached, and as long as she's up for it, you are too.
You call her, telling her there's something she needs to see, and she seems pretty enthusiastic a half hour later when you show up at her apartment. After a bit of initial miscommunication ("There's no way I'm letting a f-ing gun in my house," and so on) you fire the gun at a glass of water she has on the living room table, shrinking it down to an inch tall. Jenny, still animated about having a firearm around, all of a sudden freezes and looks at you in awe.
"That gun can do that?" she asks. "Oh, sure," you reply, "and a whole lot of other things too. That's what I'm here to talk to you about."
She looks at you. "Go on ..."
"Well, this thing doesn't just shrink, of course," you tell her as you enlarge the glass back to its original size. "I thought you and I might have a little bit of fun downtown. You've seen Attack of the 50 Foot Woman, right? What if I turned you into a giantess? You walk down the street, everyone runs in terror, you pick me up and put me on your shoulder, we wreak havoc, everyone has a good time. What do you say?"
Jenny has a weird expression on her face. She looks fascinated, and almost aroused. She then runs at you, jumps you, knocks you down onto her bed and starts ripping her clothes off. You take this as a good sign, but pretty soon you're pretty distracted.
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