This choice: “Shrink yourself down as small to me as I am to you right now.” • Go Back... “Tina,” I said, “Wendy and I are going to go into my room for a little while; what she’s asked for is kinda private.”
“Oh, I think I have a good idea of what's going to happen, Matt. Just be careful, with her!”
So I put my hand on the bed next to Wendy, and she clambered onto it, and I took her into my room. Before putting her on my bed, I put a piece of paper down, and put her on it, saying “Not only do I want to make sure we’re visible, but if I’m going to get that small I want to make sure I don’t fall through the weave of the bedclothes!”
I brought my face down to Wendy’s, and said, “OK, this is going to be in three stages, and I think it’s best if you’re in control for stage 3.
“Stage 1 will shrink me down to about two feet. I’ll sit down on the bed, while that’s happening, so I don’t have to climb up.
“In stage 2, I’ll shrink myself down to about your size.
“Then for stage 3, I’ll give you the remote and let you shrink me down to about 2 inches relative to yourself. That’s about a 16th of an inch from a full-sized perspective. At that point, whatever else you need us to do to make you really believe this is in your hands; you just have to grow me back up when we’re done. Deal?”
I heard her tiny voice say, “Of course, Matt. It's a deal!”
“So I’m going to go ahead and take my clothes off rather than shrinking out of them,” which I then did. “And commence stage 1.” I pressed the “S” button, pointed the remote at myself, and held the firing button. I was able to sit on the bed without bouncing Wendy around too much, but once again I overshot; I wound up a little under two feet tall.
I walked closer to Wendy, and said, “Commencing stage 2,” and fired at myself again. I let go of the firing button almost perfectly; it was hard to tell just looking at each other that anything was unusual - except, of course, that we were standing on a bed several acres in size, and that we were both naked. Meanwhile I had to drop the remote as it was getting too heavy for my dwindling body.
I handed control over to Wendy who walked up to the remote. I said, “Be careful.” “I will,” she said. “Commencing stage 3.” She fired the remote at me, and I shrank again. My point of view passed her eyes, then her shoulders, then her nicely-shaped breasts, then her belly button, then her pubic area, then her knees. “Get ready to stop firing!” I told her. As the curve of her foot came into view, I said “Stop firing!” and she did.
She laid down with her face near me, this two-inch giantess, and said, “I think you’re a little smaller than we were shooting for.” She held her finger next to me, looked at the measurement, and nodded. “Yes. You’re actually only about an inch compared to me, which means that you’re about 1/32nd of an inch tall in absolute terms.”
I said, “So, Wendy, are you fully convinced now?”   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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