“Nonna!” Katyusha yelled from where her tank had been disabled as she knelt down to look at what she had found. It was a weird looking toy with some knobs on it.
Nonna immediately hopped out and walked over to Katyusha, her disabled IS-2 (the Jadgtiger shot her side) was parked very close to the building Katyusha’s T-34 had been shoved into. Katyusha was inside of it looking at some odd device. As Nonna came in she accidentally pressed the trigger and her assistant was soon looking up at her being swamped in her previously tight outfit. Nonna just stood there staring down at herself. She had the same figure but was a fifth the size.
“W-what?! H-how did Katyusha do that?!” She stared at the device and finally looked at the settings. There was a switch with an up and down arrow, currently flicked down, and a dial currently set to five.Off a hunch, Katyusha flicked the switch and fired again. She watched in amazement as Nonna grew back.
Nonna for her part just fixed her outfit and tried to pretend nothing happened. She was freaking out inside but kept her calm, uncaring expression to not portray even the slightest disturbance to her calmness.
Katyusha meanwhile was ecstatic “Nonna!” She turned to her assistant with a smug expression and said
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