You feel yourself growing as the class pays full attention to the teacher and your master. You are first lying in her palm, then her whole hand, then in both hands, and finally cradled in her arms.
"As you are all aware class, humans have the amazing ability to change size at another's will. Can anyone tell me what is so special about the size Dusty is right now? You see many anthro arms shoot into the air, and your owner chooses an anthro iguana boy. "That is the largest size that humans can get to."
"Very good, Iggy. Remember that if you try to make a human larger, it will only put strain on its body and cause it much discomfort. Now, can anyone tell me the smallest size a human can be?" Much fewer anthros raised their paws or claws this time. "Yes, Gladys?"
"One quarter of an inch?" the anthro capybara girl. "Sorry, that's wrong, Gladys, but you do make a good point that I will mention very soon. Actually, there is no smallest size that a human can be. Allow me to demonstrate, but keep in mind that this should only be attempted by or with the help of a professional human handler."
You suddenly become very fearful as you seem to collapse downward. You suddenly stop at one inch, and your master carries you to the tip of one of her black fingerpads before you continue your descent. Inches become feet, then yards, then miles as you find yourself on a barren wasteland of blackness surrounded by fur many times thicker than trees. You fear this size greatly, it is even smaller than the size you have lived at most of your life. Fortunately, you remain that way for only a few seconds before you quickly shoot back up to a more substantial quarter inch. The powerful black finger tilts slightly, causing you to roll safely into your owner's waiting palm.
"As you can see, it is very easy for an overly enthusiastic anthro to shrink a human to unimaginably small sizes. However, you all surely noticed that the human disappeared from view, and this is why a quarter inch is set as the minimum recommended height that humans be kept at. Now, what two things control the shrinking of a human?"
This time, every one of the fifteen anthro teens raise their hands. Your owner calls on the anthro lioness.
"Desire and focus. Humans shrink whenever you want them to as long as you think about them shrinking hard enough."
"Correct, Leona, I couldn't have said it better myself. Now, would someone like to come up and practice shrinking and growing Dusty?"
Not only did everyone raise their hands again, but they all seemed very eager to shrink you. You hope that whoever participates isn't overly enthusiastic, because you really don't want to become that small again. You are hoping a little for Leona, because she seemed to be the most friendly when petting you. However, the teacher picks someone else.
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