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Rated: XGC · Interactive · Erotica · #2323258
Abby's thirst for revenge results in the ultimate plot against Joel's life: A shrink ray?
This choice: Mess with the shrink ray more?  •  Go Back...
Chapter #3

Floating Dust

    by: Unaccustomed Cucumber Author IconMail Icon
The sheer size of the everyday objects around you is daunting. No matter what you did, you probably die trying anyway. Your only hope out of this was with the shrink ray. Sure, it was pretty busted but perhaps you could still get it to work. Pulling it back out of your bag, you anxiously pull the trigger hoping for something. Nothing. You turn your attention to the intricate wiring exposed on the side panel, gently touching the green and blue wires, sparks fly out at you in an array of colors. Since you haven't been electrocuted yet, you keep messing with the wiring until the sparks turn a solid green color. Needing blue for growth, you keep going.

It had been about an hour since you started and by now, currents of neon green lightning stretched out between wires as you maneuvered them in and out of contact. Your efforts are getting you nowhere and in your frustration, you rip the green wire completely out of its casing. The gun does not like this. Green light explodes into a moving bubble around you, lightning painfully shocking your body. The storm of energy grows and grows until the swirling bubble collapses in on itself. All the light shoots into your body and suddenly you are floating.

It all happened too quickly to tell what had happened, but the world around you is incredibly blurry and you had drifted miles into the air. Thick particles float alongside you and in the distance is the unbelievably massive form of Ellie rising to see what all the commotion was. You feel sick to your stomach, not only had the ray not grown you, but you're now stuck microscopic, floating like dust in the air. The only good news was that you could semi-control where you were going. It didn't matter at this point, but you could at least choose where you spent the last of your days.

You're floating in the middle of Ellie's house. North is Ellie, starting to get ready for bed. East is her sleeping German Shepheard. South is the front door where you might escape in the morning.

You have the following choices:

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1. Float towards Ellie

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2. Float towards the dog

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3. Float back towards the door

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