"Is it at all like how you felt when you shrank?" Rachel asked as she typed.
"Y-yeah," said Jen between heavy breaths, with her arms over her belly. "Hurry, please."
"Will do," said Rachel, nodding vigorously.
Jen craned her neck to get a look at Rachel's search. She had Googled "i just shrank help me" and was scrolling down one page. Finding nothing she liked on the first page, Rachel clicked on to the second, then the third, and was on the fourth when Jen saw a shadow pass over her own face and her mouth pucker slightly.
"Are you all right?" Jen asked.
"What?" Rachel asked.
Jen picked up her voice and repeated, "ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?" Then she looked down at herself and found her little dress was hanging off her a bit. She was even smaller … and she wasn't the only one.
When she looked up, she found Rachel was no longer looming over her; there was an empty pile of clothes in her desk chair. Her laptop continued to glow, unused. This was a pet peeve of her dad's, but surely if he were here, he would understand why she didn't close it right away.
Meanwhile, Rachel found herself naked under a dark pile of clothes. She realized soon that she must have shrunk too, which she wouldn't have believed if she hadn't found Jen in the same condition.
"Rachel!"
"Jen!"
Now that they could at least understand each other again, they could find each other. Jen spotted Rachel first. She was hiding behind her bra.
"I think you need this dress," she said. "It s falling off me now."
"What? No, I wouldn't do that to you…"
"I live here," said Jen. "Fewer people would ask weird questions if you ran around naked in here."
"I think they'd ask weird questions anyway because I'm now three inches tall and you're down to two and a half, maybe," said Rachel.
Jen saw Rachel's point, but she took off the dress anyway.
"If you're going nude, I'm going nude."
Rachel was about to reply when they both heard a door open and close and an impossibly large, indecipherable male voice. Both shrunken women froze with fear. Jen had two older brothers who still lived at home, Andrew working in construction and Chris attending the local college. She figured she was probably safe from them hurting her, but they didn't like Rachel, so she might be fair game.
Unless it was her dad, if he had come home earlier than expected. Or maybe it was her neighbor. Either of them would at least try to help them.
Or maybe it was Wes, her ex-boyfriend, looking to make up with her after they'd broken up on bad terms. That would be better, though Jen wanted very much to do it at her normal 5'3" height. He might not hear it from her in this condition.
Her thoughts turned to panic as the guy stopped talking and started pacing around the kitchen. Despite the distance, each footfall was an earthquake to Jen and Rachel. Jen looked up at Rachel just as he started coming up the stairs and towards her own room and saw her panic reflected back at her.
Then he came in and the tiny women craned their necks to see the man casting a shadow over them …
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