The moment you hit the button, the world slowly expands around you. It's such a bizarre and unsettling experience that you pull your thumb away after only a couple inches. It wasn't much of a drop, but everything looks a little bigger, a little taller, a little wider. This is amazing. You calm yourself down before pressing the button again, only this time you hold it for three, four, five more inches. Standing only five-foot-two now, the living room is more open and spacious. You haven't been this short since you were about eleven or twelve years old.
"Holy crap," you chuckle to yourself as you jump onto the still slightly enlarged couch. Lying on your back, you stretch out your legs and find that there's still plenty of room left over. Why do short people always complain about their height? This is far more comfortable than having your feet hang over the arm.
After relaxing for a couple minutes, you hop up and head into the kitchen. At this size, you can't even see the top of the fridge, nor can you reach the bowls in the cupboard without rising up onto your toes. That answers your question. Extra leg room isn't exactly a fair trade-off for being able to reach things that are high up. If only everyone had their own size controlling remote, then they'd be able to have the best of both worlds like you do.
Nature calls once again, so you make your way to the downstairs bathroom and set the gun down beside the sink. It's unbelievable how much difference eight inches makes. Your knees don't even clear the toilet bowl.
As you empty your bladder, you start to formulate a plan for the day. There are a few things you know you want to do, like sneaking into Emily's room to find the wireless charger that she stole, along with anything else she may have taken. At some point you'd like to find your way inside Haley's house as well. Not for anything sinister, of course. Despite what Emily says, you're not just some twisted pervert. There's been something between you and your neighbor for years, something deep yet unspoken. You need to know, without any shadow of a doubt, that she does, in fact, want to take the next step. Any uncertainty could sever that profound connection should you act too hastily.
You walk over to the sink to wash your hands, contemplating the devastation that would come from Haley's rejection. That would crush you into a million little pieces. Sure, there are plenty of fish in the sea, as they say, but none of them could ever compare. They could never give you the same kind of high that you get from spending time with Haley.
"Oh shit," you cry out as you realize that the remote has fallen into the sink. It's absolutely drenched. Soaked. You quickly shut the faucet off and grab a towel from the closet. No way. How could you be so stupid?
Once it's dried, you press the remote against your arm and hit the shrink button to test it. Nothing. Desperate, you smack the device against the palm of your hand, then you try again. When you do, you find that…
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