John was very worried for a moment because he has no idea about any side effects from his laser beam. He watches Justine for a little bit but it seems she hardly notices being hit by the beam.
"Phew, that was close. I need to be more careful," thinks the boy.
After being hit by the beam, Justine feels a warm tingling sensation spread throughout her backside, but it quickly goes away.
"That felt weird," thinks Justine. Justine takes a bag of chips from the kitchen then heads out to the living room to watch some TV. John begins to find himself sneaking glances at Justine because he knows it will just be the two of them at the house over the next few days.
John has developed a crush on Justine over the last year, but has never talked about it to anyone because she is a lot older than he is. He is going through puberty at the moment at his body is full of uncontrollable hormones. When he saw Justine first come into the house today, his body became flush along with something becoming excited between his legs. John has also grown a lot over the last couple years and is about 5'4" now, just a couple inches shorter than Justine. John has a fairly skinny body shape with small muscles, basically average for his age. While Justine sits out in the living room, John hangs out in the kitchen fantasizing about her. He pretends that he is much older and bigger so he can take Justine out on a date. A few naughty thoughts also sneak into his fantasy.
The afternoon slowly passes by, then begins to turn into evening. The two of them hang out at the house without a whole lot going on. Justine found herself accidentally taking a nap, and when she wakes up, it is half past six.
"Opps, I didn't mean to fall asleep," thinks Justine. "John, would you like something to eat?" asks Justine as she gets up and walks into the kitchen.
While Justine walks to the kitchen, she notices her shoes feel a little loose but doesn't think too much about it. John takes a break from his science experiment and stands up to stretch.
"Sure, I feel pretty hungry about now," says John. Justine walks past John toward the refrigerator and notices something odd. When she glanced at him, she could see that the two of them where the same height, when earlier she was clearly a couple inches taller. She thinks about the height difference for a moment, but just finds it a little weird. She opens up the freezer and looks through all the food inside.
"How about a pizza?" asks Justine. "That sounds fine," replies John. Justine then pulls out the frozen pizza and gets it ready for the oven. John switches places with Justine and claims the TV out in the living room.
While getting the pizza ready, Justine begins to feel the strange tingling sensation inside her body again, just like she felt earlier. "I wonder if I pulled something in my back," thinks Justine as the sensation lingers. Although she has been a little suspicious, Justine hasn't noticed that she has actually begun to shrink. She lost two inches earlier and now has just lost another two. Something in that laser beam has her body to slowly reduce in size. She sets the timer for the pizza then looks to see if John's family has any alcohol to drink.
"A glass of wine would be perfect right now," thinks Justine. She finds a bottle that has been recently open, so she goes ahead and pours herself a glass. Justine then picks up a newspaper and begins to read through it as she sips on her wine. As the older woman develops a nice buzz from the wine, she fails to notice that she has shrunk another two inches, leaving her only five feet tall now. After finishing her first glass of wine, she decides to go ahead and pour herself one more, mainly because she doesn't anticipate too much excitement for this evening.
Finally, the buzzer goes off for the pizza and Justine goes to check on it. When she turns to move, she notices that her shoes seem a couple sizes too big. As she reaches down to open the over, two more inches of height disappear.
"I feel really weird right now...maybe I should have taken it easy with that wine," thinks Justine. She pulls the pizza out of the oven and sits it down on the kitchen counter. "That counter seems a little higher than earlier...this wine must be pretty strong," thinks Justine.
"John, the pizza is ready," calls out Justine. She then begins to cut up the pizza.
"These shoes are really bothering me," thinks Justine as she easily steps out of them. While Justine steps out of her oversized shoes, she shrinks again and is now 4'8" tall. Next, John walks into the kitchen and