...The size of a little Barbie doll, or anything in between. There is no way of telling how much you'll shrink until you remain the same height for 1 hour." He then went on to explain how there was a disclaimer in fine print on the back, and all that. I stopped paying attention, however. I was too worried about ending up the size of a doll. A few minutes after we hung up, room service had arrived. For some reason, it was free of charge. We soon came to find out why. Megan went to the peep hole, even though she had to bend down almost half her height, and found out it was the little 5 foot tall (or so he told Megan and Charlotte when they were comparing heights) concierge. Megan quickly put on her heels, which made her taller than the doorway more than she already was, and opened the door. The concierge was easily visible through The gap in between Megan's legs, which were as long as I was tall. Megan towered two feet and three inches taller than him, and he seemed to love it. All the girls and I were hungry, so while Megan kept talking about how much smaller the little man was, Charlotte got up, said "hey, there, little man" and got our food. Sierra then pointed out that the concierge was erect, and we all concluded that he had a fetish for tall women. I got up to stand next to Megan just to give him an ideas of how tall Megan really became, and I noticed me self shrink when I stood next to her. I was now at about her knees (when she's in the heels that seem to be up to my knees. I was sure I had to have had shrunk down a foot or more. I don't think the concierge saw me shrink because he said "is that baby playing dress up in one if your girls' clothes?" Which I promptly replied "I'm no baby! I'm the oldest girl here!" Which made me realise that my voice probably sounded as high pitched as when I was in 1st grade to them.
Sierra walked on over, picked me up like a little toddler, and said "Sorry about my little sister. She's very energetic and always wishes she was our age." Sierra and I are cousins and we look almost identical, so he bought it. "Well, thanks for dropping our food off!" She said.
"Hey! I wasn't done with him!" Megan shouted at us.
"Well, what he probably wants to do with you now is probably illegal, considering you're a minor!" Sierra said, as we all laughed. After we closed the door, we all began eating. I was shocked at how small I became. Rachel's shirt was now covering my entire body, and Rachel herself was a little under twice my size.
After we finished eating, I had shrunk even more, and we all decided to watch a movie. Megan and Charlotte got on Megan's bed, while Rachel, Sierra and I got on mine. Sierra went to the bathroom to take a shower and everyone else easily got on the bed. I tried scaling it, but I couldn't do it. Rachel offered help, but I refused it. "I can do this by myself!" I said. I wasn't sure if I actually could or not. I walked on over to Megan's heels which were about a 1/3 of my height, somehow managed to pick one up, and placed it in front of my bed. I used it as an extra step and managed to get on top of the bed. After I was able to get under the covers, which I felt were gonna suffocate me, we began playing the movie. About 5 minutes in, I began crying. I thought no one saw until one of Rachel's extremely long and slender fingers wiped the tears from my eyes. She then easily slid me over closer to her to the point that our bodies where touching and asked what was wrong. I began breaking down, saying how my life was ruined because I'm inevitably going to end up the size of a doll, knowing my luck. I had already become so small that I was smaller than her torso. I was probably about 18 inches tall. Rachel said not to worry, and that they'll always be there for me. That really made me feel better, and I stopped crying. Sierra finally got our of the bathroom and easily found space on the bed made for two. Rachel put me on her stomach at first. I was small enough that I was using her giant breasts as pillows. Since we both watched the movie playing like 3 other times before, she began playing with me.
"Aww, you're so little. I could hold you in very two own hands." She said, showing me her hands, which just one of them was nearly a fourth of my size. Even still, she could easily make me do whatever she wanted me to do. Since my dress was shrinking along with me, I slipped back into that. She easily pinched my dress, with me in it, with her index finger and thumb and suspended me in mid air with the slightest ease. She then dropped me on her massive legs, which I could easily fit on. After slipped off it, and fell onto the bed which seemed 4 feet down, she easily scooped me up and put my back on her stomach. I could tell this was all to her amusement.
About another 35 minutes in, I shrunk down again. I was finally the size of Barbie. I was about the fall asleep on her when her enormous hand easily grabbed me and held me like she would an iPhone, and placed me on a pillow. I didn't think too much of it, mainly because I was so tired, but when I had woken up, I couldn't stop thinking about how little 4'10" Rachel could almost wrap her hand around me (she held me more like a cup, with her four fingers on one side, and her thumb on the other) and hold me in just one of her hands. I feared she would do that a lot, and she did. Every time she would go somewhere, even if it was from her bed to the sink, she would pick me up like that. I couldn't do anything other than put I tiny, little hands on her thumb and pointer finger and hope she wouldn't drop me.
We decided not to go to the fair today, and go shopping instead.
"Oh! I'll go look at Barbie dolls with Jessica!" Rachel said, with me in hand. Since she didn't want to cause too much attention to herself, she put me in her pocket in such a way that my arms and some of my upper body would be the only things showing. When we got to the toy store, she quickly took me out, grabbed a Barbie and compared my height with the dolls. I was the exact same size as it. "Oh, goodie! All the cute little outfits will fit you fine. And when we get to my home, I'll have a reason to bust out all my old, little dollies again."
" Sounds... Great...I guess" she left me alone for about a minute and a half in a doll house as she went around collecting all the dolls with "cute outfits". Most of them were dresses. I love wearing dresses, but I had been wearing my pink one since the moment I became too tiny to wear Rachel's clothes, and I just wanted as to wear anything else.
"Ok, so I know how you always wanted to be a cheerleader like me, so try this on." She said, as she handed me an entire doll with a cheerleading outfit on. What she said was true. Even though I was just 5'6", they told me I was about 3 inches too tall to be a cheerleader. I then tried volleyball, and they told me I was about 3 inches too small to play. After I finally managed to get the doll undressed, I quickly put on the outfit and stepped onto the Barbie Dream House's third floor balcony to show her it.
"It looks adorable on you!" She said. "Listen, I know you still want to do things by yourself, but it takes too long. I undressed some dolls for you, so take these." She handed me at least 20 dresses. The rate it took me to undress a Barbie, put her outfit on, and show her, she did my entire first step 20 times over. I was no worried of her becoming impatient and undressing and dressing me up herself. It went fine until the 11th dress where she began doing just that. When she finally put me down, I ran to hide in the doll house. Once she realised what I had done, she stuck her hand into the house to try end grab me. "Aww, now don't hide from me, little Jess, you'll just make it worse for yourself." Once she couldn't blindly find me, she put her face to the windows looking for me. I could she her giant eyeball scanning the place, while laughing. "Ok, come out..." She said while chuckling. After 5 seconds of her not saying anything and me hiding, she said "now" loud enough to let me know she was angry, and supposedly yelling. "Listen here, Barbie. I'm nearly 4 feet taller than you. I could easily squash you with my feet "or my hands. Either way, this will not end well for you." As she finished her sentence, I felt the entire doll house being lifted up and tilted. I started sliding towards the door (I managed to escape to the first floor) and I heard her say "Ah! Found ya!" As she levelled the doll house and managed to grab my leg with her giant hand.
"Rachel! STOP! I'm a human being and I will be treated like one!"
She brought me to her huge face and said...
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