Sam drags you to the back of the store, with an armful of bras, and pulls you into one of the dressing room stalls.
"Ok Jack, put down the bag from the Gap, and close your eyes... no peeking... and think about sports or something, I want you to be full sized for this."
Hard as it was, you have a lot of practice in keeping yourself full sized, so you manage to forget where you are and lose yourself in baseball statistics.
Sam's voice pulls you out of your reverie.
"Alright babe, let's see how good this looks... open em up!"
You open your eyes to the sight of Sam in the same pleated miniskirt she wore here, but topless except for a white lace push-up. You immediately shrink down about 4 inches, just shorter than her.
"Well, not as much as I expected, but we have a whole slew of bras to try!" Sam smiles and again orders you to shut your eyes and think of baseball.
You're pretty sure you didn't have enough time to regrow to your full height when she orders you to open your eyes again.
This time, her smiling face is held above a red half-cup, that looked to be a little too small. You easily imagine yourself motorboating her and lose quite a bit of height, till you're barely having to look down to stare at the female orbs that were holding your attention.
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