“Let’s take Dan to the car and try to figure this out.”
You could feel Mark’s arm swaying back and forth from inside your fist prison as he walked. You could tell him and Shelby we’re talking but couldn’t hear what they were saying. You heard the sound of a car door shut and the fist slowly opened. You looked up and could barely see Mark’s face over his thick beard. You saw Shelby’s massive face approach from your left.
“Oh wow... Dan... you’re so small!” Shelby exclaimed.
“Shelby! Mark! You’ve gotta help me get back to my normal size!”
“Settle down, tiny. You feel good in my hand. I think it could be fun for all of us if you stayed this small.”
Dan couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Why would someone want to shrink him? He looked over and saw Shelby slip a cigarette into her mouth. The brown spotted filter appeared to be as big as he was. The flame from her lighter was the size of a bonfire. She exhaled lazily into the air.
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