As the gun fired, it seemed
to be malfunctioning,
no beam coming out.
Tara was confused so she
inspected it, releasing the trigger
as it was pointed at her and
causing it to fire.
She yelped a bit and inspected herself,
relieved to see no apparent change.
She sat the gun down and started
working on it, trying to figure out how
to fix it. It was so strange and complex.
Eventually she got up and went to get a
snack. As she reached for one of her
favorite cookies, she found it a
little harder to reach. And her
clothes were slightly loose.
Uh oh. She must’ve gotten smaller!
And when she paid very close attention,
she was steadily inching downwards,
albeit extremely slowly.
( Mod note Edited 1:20 am 7/21/21
Edited from readability. Also this story isn’t
supposed to have age regression but I’ll
allow it since the regression option presumably
allows simultaneous shrinking + regression )
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