This choice: "WHICH IS NOT QUITE SMALL ENOUGH." • Go Back... Standing next to her littlest toe which absolutely dwarves you in size, you can’t believe you’re hearing her say that you’re still too tall. She sighs and speaks into the recorder again saying "EXPERIMENT HALTED TEMPORARILY UNTIL SUBJECT IS AT THE PROPER SIZE. MORE TO FOLLOW SOON." She presses stop and looks down at you saying "ALRIGHT. LET'S GET YOU OFF THE GROUND, SHORTY." In a swift motion, the giant scientist reaches down wth a thumb and forefinger, carefully grabbing you by the waist between her fingertips. You pray that she has the self control not to bring her digits together even the slightest bit, fearing that she is just millimeters away from squashing you flat. She carries you across the room and safely lowers you down to the lab table, next to equipment so oversized you have a hard time seeing exactly what anything is until she picks it up and puts it into view for you. As she writes down some notes on a small yellow pad, you are astounded by how much your senses pick up at this height. The scribbling on the notepad, the smell of Freeman’s perfume, even the body heat coming off of her hips as she pivots in place. Every sensation is amplified to an almost unrecognizable degree. You call up to her, looking for a little bit of attention, but it is in vain. Your little voice probably can’t even reach higher than the midriff of her shirtt, even if you were to yell at full volume. She eventually looks down at you and giggles, the booming laughter shaking you a bit, even knowing that she’s just doing it slightly under her breath. “YOU ARE PRETTY ADORABLE THERE ON MY TABLE. LIKE A LITTLE BUG SCAMPERING ABOUT. IT’S A SHAME YOU’RE ONLY…” Quicker than you can react, she moves her hand swiftly behind you, holding a large wooden pillar. It slams into the table behind you and you instinctively stand perfectly still as she narrows her gaze and fixes her glasses. She bites her lip and says “YUP. JUST AS I EXPECTED. ONLY A HALF AN INCH. YOU SHOULD BE JUST A LITTLE BIT MORE MINISCULE CONSIDERING HOW MUCH OF THE FORMULA YOU DRANK.”
With her head still lowered, you call up to her asking why you’re not small enough. She shakes her head slightly, standing back up to her full height but not breaking eye contact with you. “SORRY LITTLE MAN. YOUR VOICE IS WAY TOO SQUEAKY FOR ME TO UNDERSTAND YOU. BUT I THINK I KNOW WHAT YOU’RE SAYING. HOW COULD THIS POSSIBLY NOT BE SMALL ENOUGH. RIGHT?” You shake your head up and down, throwing your arms up as if to say “No Shit”. She sees this and laughs a little before you. “DON’T GET ME WRONG. I’M REALLY EXCITED THAT YOU’RE SO SMALL RIGHT NOW. IT’S JUST… I’M A BIT OF A PERFECTIONIST, AND THIS SOLUTION HAS TO HAVE AN EXACT PROPORTION RATE. BASED ON THE AMOUNT YOU DRANK, YOU SHOULD BE JUST A LITTLE BIT SMALLER.” She can’t hear you so you don’t bother asking exactly how small you are supposed to be, but luckily she anticipated your actions and answers to herself “AN EIGHTH OF AN INCH TALL. SO ABOUT A QUARTER OF THE SIZE YOU’RE AT NOW. AS HARD AS THAT IS TO BELIEVE.”
You are a little blown away by just how much smaller she was anticipating you’d be, and don’t know if you could handle being THAT small. Even now talking to her directly is impossible, and every small move she makes terrifies you with how easily she could unknowingly crush you. She crouches down next to the table so that her huge eyes are level with you, seperated by the thick glass of her spectacles. The table vibrates slightly as she speaks, making you feel even lower to the ground than you already are. “THE EXPERIMENT CAN’T CONTINUE UNTIL THE SUBJECTS ARE THE APPROPRIATE SIZE FOR ALL THE TESTS. SOOOO THERE’S ONLY ONE THING WE CAN DO NOW…”   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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