I cleared my throat, getting Rachel’s attention.
”Mrs. Karen!” Rachel flew up from her seat seeing her boss, showing yet another reason why I disliked her: her endowed height.
Rachel was a good head taller than me, which pissed me off as I had to look up at her, however that fact was going to change pretty soon.
“Rachel, get over here.” I commanded, making the tall girl walk over and stand in front of me, making the height difference crystal clear.
Rachel nervously looked down, her bimbo boobs slightly getting in the way of her view, seeing me starring back with discontent from my lower position.
“Rachel, you empty-headed beanstalk, due to your incompetence and inactivity, I’m demoting you for good!”
I fired the ray at Rachel, who stood confused at my statement, but soon felt the meaning of my words as her viewpoint slowly began to change.
Rachel felt an uncomfortable feeling of contraction in her body, as the transformation was in effect, making me smile as Rachel bewildered saw her own height steadily decline.
“Hmmm I should have done this a looong time ago!” I said satisfied, tucking away the remote as Rachel fell to my own height, her cloth beginning to look slightly roomy and loose.
“W-what is happening?!” Rachel panicked, seeing the room getting bigger and her boss larger, feeling her shirt getting baggy, her skirt loosens and her feet slipping in her expanding heels.
“You’re shrinking, stupid girl!” I spat out mockingly: “That height of yours was unfit for you!”
I smirked as I looked at shrinking Rachel, now heading below my head. “You’re going to shrink…” I used two fingers to represent her size, “…and shrink…” pinching them more and more together to illustrate her dwindling size “…AND SHRINK!” I pressed the two fingers together, expressing Rachel’s descend to nothingness.
It terrified Rachel who unaccustomed now looked up at her boss. Her sleeves began covering her hands and her skirt falling down her legs, and the office turning so spacious and lofty, truly feeling like a nightmare as Rachel steadily turned into a powerless toddler in an adult world.
“S-stop saying that! This is not funny!” Rachel whimpered as she tried to keep herself modest by pulling her oversized skirt up.
I laughed at Rachel’s distress, leaning forward with my hands on my hips, looming over her like a threating teacher as I taunted her even further: “Don’t you love the sound of that? You, getting smaller…. and smaller… and smaller? And I’m getting bigger… bigger and BIGGER!” Each of my exclaimed word only increased the size difference, as I got mightier, and Rachel punier.
I towered over her as her height diminished down below my boobs, loosing more and more power as chairs and doors became harder for her to handle, looking more and more like a kid in adult clothes as she kept shrinking and shrinking.
“How does it feel to get shorter, tiny Rachel?”
42-inch Rachel then tried to escape, tripping over her enormous garments but managed to struggle out of it as she ran for the elevator, the distance getting further as she kept getting smaller and her speed decreasing due to her shrinking legs. However, once there, the elevator button was now out of reach for her and kept getting further and further away as naked Rachel jumped up and down in desperation, keeping on shrinking smaller and smaller.
I laughed manically as I walked towards the nude, doll-sized office bimbo, truly looking intimidating to her now as the poor girl only went below my knees! to her I looked like a building sized giant who was about to have its fun with her.
“There we go, your true self. That’s what you always been to me, Rachel, so very inconsequential and tiny, that’s what you’re!”
Rachel panted heavily as she pressed her back against the elevator door, having nowhere to run, craning her neck so much to look at my face so incredibily heigh up in the air. I liked seeing her so helpless and weak, finally looking like the rodent she was.
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