You hoped that what seemed to be developing, with the fairylight glow now surrounding both of your bodies, would be as good as what you had just experienced together.
And then you noticed that the room was growing; the walls, your bed, everything but the beautiful body you were still in very intimate contact with. Ohmigosh, we're shrinking! you realized, but before you could say anything, the fairylight winked out. As you got off of Maple and she sat up, her wings popped out from behind her back.
"I guess that means you're back at a size where you can fly," you said. She did a double-take, and almost frantically said, "HOW did you get this small? Are you a fairy too?"
You turned around to show her your back. "No wings, see? I think that since I was still in... touching you, when you shrank down, the magic included me, so here I am at three inches tall too."
"Wow." She said, and looked thoughtful for a moment. "Do you think you'd be up for an experiment? I'm... PRETTY sure you'll be OK. You WILL be OK, even if I have to get us some help."
You thought, things can hardly get worse. "OK, let's try your experiment."
"You'll probably want to stand back... WAY back." She said. You turned and walked away from her until she said, "Good enough." You turned around again and looked at her, as the fairylight returned to outline her body again... and she grew again to just over five feet tall.
As you were thinking the same thing, she said aloud, "I guess now you know how fairies feel dealing with big people!" You replied, "That's for sure, and I can't even dodge by flying!"
Her grin faded to a serious demeanor, and she held her hand out close enough for you to clamber onto, which you did; she raised you to her face and said, "Now here's where the experiment comes in. I can't shrink smaller than my normal height without other magic, but I'm betting that you can, since it's not your magic doing it. What I want to do now is to put you inside me, and then shrink down again to my normal size and see what happens to you."
"What do you THINK is giong to happen?" you asked.
"Well, I think that either you'll be forced out of me as I get too small for you to be in there, or you'll shrink again, to a little under a quarter-inch. If you shrink, then I'll try growing you back up; if you don't, then I'll still try growing you back up. You up for trying this?" asked the beautiful fairy.
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