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Rated: 18+ · Interactive · Action/Adventure · #1381651
You shrink until you disappear forever, what will happen? Now with Harry Potter!
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Chapter #2

Bossy full grown woman

    by: chaos Author IconMail Icon
You don’t so much as walk out of the doctors office as you storm out in anger. You try to remind yourself that you need to keep your calm and not let unwarranted anger control you, but that voice grows fainter as you keep picturing yourself shrinking away to nothing. All your life you’ve strived to succeed. You aren’t even thirty yet, but your pulling in six digits a year. Not bad for a woman from a small town and no formal business education. All of the things you’ve done would mean nothing soon, because you’d be a tiny speck by the end of the week. You wanted to kick something, or punch someone, but you reframed from doing so and started walking faster to your car. You had to get away from this nightmare some how.

Your business suit feels lose on your body and you know it’s because your losing more size. Yesterday, it had been too small, stretching around your curvy body and showing off your long legs. You aren’t a slut or anything so vulgar, but you know that looking attractive can get a woman far in life. You get into your car and take off your shoes, which are now one size too big to fit your feet. The biggest irony is that you’ve been drinking diet shakes and running a mile every day for the last months to lose weight and now you were going to lose all the weight you wanted and then some.

Revving the car, you lay your forehead on the steering wheel and wonder what to do. There’s not many options left for you except die in a few days. Since you were little, you’ve tried to control everything, bossing those around you and manipulating your way to the top. In all honestly, you regret much you’ve done, but have always thought it was for the greater good, you’re good. You get driving, allowing the sound of traffic to take you away from your problems. Still, no matter how hard you try to not think about it, your mind keeps returning to your imminent fate. At least you wont suffer as you shrink, all the inches you’ve lost so far were not felt, you barely even noticed them. There’s always the chance that the doctor was wrong, but somehow you don’t put much on that desperate hope. You were definitely shrinking, and it showed no signs of slowing down any time soon. You have accepted that you are dwindling away, but that doesn’t mean you’re happy about it.

“Come on! Who taught you to drive?” You curse to the mini-van that pulls ahead of you. It feels good to yell at someone, even if it is only for a minor moving violation and they can’t hear you. Clenching the wheel tighter, you grin grimly at the cars around you as they refuse to move no matter how much you want them to. You’re stuck in a traffic jam, probably caused by some drunk trying to swerve. Out of pure spite, you hope their dead. Why should others live when you are going to die?

It pisses you off that this traffic jam is keeping you from where you’re going, until you realize that you have no idea where you are going. You almost laugh, in your haste to get away from your problems, you’ve been driving around, wasting the little time you have left. Knowing that you needed a destination, you try to decide where you want to go in your last hours.

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