"I wish you were my tattoo." Andrea said and you laughed a bit. Suddenly you began to feel a weird sensation on your body, as if you were compressing. "Hmmm... Where would I want a tattoo... I see foot tattoos are in, just get a small one... How would that look..." Andrea said and soon you felt yourself completely flatten out and you began to shrink in size. "Andrea!" you tried to say but nothing came out as you soon floated in the air gliding towards her right foot. Touching down you used your flat hands to try and support yourself but they were sucked into her skin. A weird pulling force began to pull you more and more into her foot and you tried to scream. Soon everything went black, and when you opened your eyes you were staring at an all white surface. You tried to get up but you were trapped in something that was holding you down. "Andrea!" You called out, finally able to scream, suddenly you felt your view shift and you were staring at the ceiling. "What?" Andrea said as she then began to look around, "Huh? Where'd you go?" you heard her say. "Andrea help! I can't move!" You say as you struggle and try to sit up. Just then, Andrea's face leaned into your view, except she was huge! Her mouth dropped and you looked up at her, "Andrea what happened to me!?" You cried out to her and she looked down at you with shock. Jumping off the bed Andrea stood in front of the mirror and pointed you at it. Your jaw dropped and you couldn't believe it... On her foot... Was a small tattoo of you! "Oh my God..." Andrea said as she looked down at you in disbelief. You couldn't believe it, you were a small two dimensional form of you, able to move and everything. "How did this happen!" you said as you banged against the walls of Andrea's foot. She giggled, "Stop! that tickles..." she said wiggling her foot, causing you to feel your body move and ripple. "Andrea! do something please!" I can't be your tattoo!" you exclaimed to her as she sat down. "Of course you can! It's what you wanted isn't it? I don't know how I did it... I just wished and..." she paused, "Oh my God! It does work! Ha!" she said rubbing her necklace. Looking at her you shook your head, "Andrea... please undo this! I can't REALLY be a tattoo! Come on!" you cried, banging against her skin. Looking at you she giggled again and smiled saying:
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