Suzi looks at the gun, deciding what option to use, while you stand frozen, scared to move. Soon, Suzi lights up. "Oh, I know," she says with a smile. "This should be the perfect fit." She points the gun at you and fires.
You've shrunk. You're on the floor, and high above you can see the titanic Suzi walking over to you with that same smug expression on her face. She shrunk you! How could she do this? You know it's useless, but you turn to run.
Unfortunately, you can't run. You can't even move. And now that you think about it, you're not even breathing. What the hell? What's going on? Suzi reaches down to pick you up, and when she lifts, she uses two hands. You realize your field of vision and your sense of touch seems somehow elongated, as if you expand a lot wider than you should if she just shrunk you down to floor level.
"This saves me a trip to Victoria's Secret, big guy," she says with a smirk. "Plus this way I can get through security without anyone finding out about you - or this gun." You can see, amazingly, all around you, or at least above and below you. It's like you've got two gigantic eyes but otherwise you're flat. Did she turn you into something?
You get your answer when Suzi pulls out the gun and wraps you over it. Now that you're bent over, cup to cup, you can finally see what happened: Suzi turned you into a bra! A minute ago you were a man, and now you're a purple silk bra with lace trimming, and your new owner has just folded you over. And now, between your two cups, the two main parts of you, Suzi has hidden the gun. She carefully places you in her handbag, and zips it up. You can no longer see a thing.
A few minutes of jostling later, the bag opens up again, and some giant dude is looking inside. You recognize him as the office security guard. Probably by this point, someone knows something is up, and they're checking everyone on the way out. The guard looks confused, and then he looks back up at Suzi. "GOING OUT TONIGHT?" he says with a grin. "THAT'S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS, ASSHOLE," answers Suzi, and she grabs the bag, and you, and storms off. She zips the bag back up.
You lose track of time by the time Suzi opens her handbag and pulls you out. Given your 360-degree field of vision, it's not hard to tell you're in the living room of a small apartment. Suzi unfolds you and pulls out the gun as she says, "well, that worked pretty well, didn't it?"
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