You turned to Carmine. "Carmine? Want to give it a try?"
Your younger cousin rolled her eyes. "What? This stupid 'pretend-to-be-a-tiny' video game? Yeah, Allegra, sounds like a blast."
"You won't know until you try it." You pointed out. "How about just for one hour? Surely that's doable."
Carmine petulantly sighed. "God, but that's still sixty whole minutes I could be doing...literally anything else. Can't someone else do it for me?"
Surprisingly (or maybe not so much, given her personality), Inez came to your aid. "Try it, Carmine. It can't hurt, can it?"
"I don't even like video games." Carmine weakly protested, but her resolve crumbled as she noticed everyone staring at her expectantly. With another theatrical sigh, she handed her phone and purse over to Anneli. "Fine, jesus. Fine. Don't any of you assholes dare to make fun of me when I need a minute to learn the controls, or whatever?"
Sophie's nose crinkled. "Controls? What are you--"
You cut in quickly. "It's fine, Carmine. We won't make fun of you. We promise."
Sophie frowned briefly, but then shrugged. "Uh, okay. Whatever. If she's up first, that's a-okay with me! I just need you to sign this!" Sophie produced an official looking document.
Carmine paused. "What's...that?"
"A waiver. Of any legal liability upon Small Wonders' shoulders should something unexpected happen." Sophie explained. "Which, I can promise you, nothing will happen. We've done about 50,000 tests on this newest version of the AAE, and only once did something go wrong." The manic scientist chuckled. "It was a little funny, actually. A few of the numbers got calibrated wrong, so the reconstruction printer accidentally made our test subjects body one-hundredth of an inch instead of one inch. And the date he gave afterwards? Seriously amazing stuff. G-Granted, he might not've enjoyed every second of it...but I tried to apologize for not realizing what had happened at first and accidentally sitting on him! Can you believe he described my butt as 'a bony planet'?"
Carmine rolled her eyes. "I seriously have no idea what you're saying, lady. Can we just get this silly little game over with?" She hastily signed the document without really looking at it, and then crossed the room to the elaborate chair Sophie had pointed to earlier.
Sophie grinned. "Eager, huh? No problem, I'm excited too! Let me just make some calibrations first!" The energetic scientist moved over to the AAE control console, and pushed a few buttons, many of which made comedic noises (seemingly just for dramatic effect). Your wife giggled at the noises, and her, Anneli, and Inez stood around the console and watched Sophie work. You, meanwhile, had hopped off onto the table beside the reconstruction printer, wanting to be in place to greet your cousin once she awoke in her new tiny body.
All told, Carmine had a better view of tinies than Inez did, and so you were still eager for Inez to try out the AAE and hopefully learn to cut affected like you some slack. But it was Carmine and her relentless, merciless cruel torment of you that put your life in danger every single day. If you could just get her to see life through your eyes, maybe she'd finally lay off and stop spending every waking second trying to torment you in one sadistic way or another. So that's why you'd wanted her to go first, and why you were pushing forward with this plan even when it was clear Carmine didn't know exactly what she was signing up for.
Sophie then scampered over to your younger cousin and began hooking her up to a whole assortment of wires and diodes. Carmine winced as she was hooked up to the AAE machine.
"Is all this necessary? What kind of video game is this?" Your cousin huffed, but Sophie was too focused on her work to really hear what was being said.
Finally, Sophie beamed at Carmine. "Ready to begin?"
"Sure." Carmine nodded. "Let's get this stupid game over wi--"
And then she was unconscious, Sophie having pressed a button to administer the instantaneous anesthetic.
*****
Carmine's eyes fluttered open, only a second having passed for her. She had a headache though, and she was briefly confused why she was suddenly standing on a strange metal surface and not sitting in the chair she'd been in a minute ago.
More pressing, though, was the fact that she was completely naked. Carmine stared at her slightly-damp, completely nude hourglass body and frowned. Had she been out drinking so much that she'd blacked out? She couldn't recall doing so. And why was she naked? She usually slept in underwear at night, or more humorously her squishy little cousin when she could get a hold of her. She hadn't...taken someone to bed with her, had she? Unlikely, wasn't it? After all, she was technically still a virg...
...well, that was beside the point, Carmine realized with a blush.
Stepping off the weird metal hexagon, Carmine stumbled a bit, and nearly bumped right into a woman she hadn't even noticed was standing there. The woman looked quite a bit similar to her, with a curvy build and a gentle, patient smile. She was holding a robe, which Carmine gratefully accepted, even if the damned thing couldn't even tie around the front of Carmine's curvy physique. It was at least soft and warm. Carmine let out a yawn, then decided to ask the mystery woman for some answers.
"Hey, whatever-your-name-is," Carmine began. "Where the hell am I? I think I'm hungover."
The woman actually had the gall to laugh, albeit a polite chuckle. "Carmine, seriously? It's me, Allegra."
Carmine rolled her eyes. "Yeah, sure, whatever you say, Insecti--" She trailed off, eyes snapping back to the woman. Carmine's headache left her immediately as she took the woman in again, eyes scanning over her form. It was impossible, but it was true. It was Allegra, standing before her at the exact same height as herself. "...what the fuck?"
"The AAE, Carmine. Remember?" Allegra explained, a frustratingly smug smile on her face (or at least it appeared that way to Carmine). "Your new tiny body just got printed."
Carmine sighed with relief. "Right, right. The stupid game, or whatever. Jesus, I just about had a heart attack. So, Allegra, you decided to play too?"
Allegra shook her head. "Play? No, I'm just my normal self. It's you who are a tiny now."
"Uh huh, yeah. In virtual reality, or whatever, right?" Carmine crossed her arms. "So why aren't we on some amazing beach or something? We're just still in this boring dingy lab."
Allegra's smile faltered. "Carmine...do you seriously not get it? Look behind you."
Carmine let out an aggrieved sigh. "Get what, Insectito? God, you're annoying even when we look the same size." She slowly turned around. "What am I supposed to be...looking...at..."
Behind her, sat herself.
A gargantuan version of herself. Asleep, in the same chair Carmine recalled sitting in mere minutes ago.
Her blood ran cold.
Off in the distance, what sounded like miles away, Carmine heard the mad scientist woman's peppy voice. "Okay, I think she's aware enough. Go ahead and say hello to her, ladies."
And then the earth began to shake.
Carmine let out a startled yelp as the ground beneath her feet trembled and shook, and she was tossed onto her back. Her head banged into the floor, and she rolled around while the ground vibrated so intensely Carmine was positive the world was about to split apart. When the shaking finally stopped, Carmine staggered to her feet, only to find a massive fleshy surface blocking her path in front of her, and behind her. The flesh was shaped just like a human hand, but it couldn't be. That wasn't right, that was impossible, that was...
"Aw, you look so cute, Carmine!" The booming, bubbly voice of Brinley exclaimed, just about exploding Carmine's eardrums.
Carmine whipped her head around, and found herself staring at huge, tanned breasts the size of planets, right in front of her. To her sides, Brinley's outstretched hands slapped down onto the table. And above her, Brinley's beautiful, horrifyingly massive face, grinning from ear-to-ear.
Carmine screamed.
*****
You winced at the sound of your younger cousin screaming and falling backwards, away from your wife.
Yeah, she's terrified. I guess I should've expected that. You thought to yourself, feeling perhaps a modicum of sympathy for springing this whole situation on your obliviously-unknowingly cousin.
Brinley, the adorable failure of social situations that she was, let out a gasp and leaned even closer to the panicking Carmine. "Ah, Carmine, I'm sorry! I, like, totally didn't mean to scare you. Sorry!" She declared, her voice still way too loud. Carmine trembled at the sound of it...even if your cousin's attention was irreparably seized by your wife's bosom.
She genuinely couldn't look away, and as much as a part of you wanted to chastise your cousin for ogling your wife, you couldn't really blame her. Brinley's shirt was really low-cut, and her breasts were genuinely unfathomably massive even for other unaffected. For a tiny, each individual breast was a fleshy, jiggly, soft, huge mound of heaven the veritable size of a celestial body. Both of them together, squeezed into her tight top, dangling pendulously above Carmine as if poised to swallow her whole in their warm, squishy embrace? Yeah, it was an arresting sight to be sure.
Carmine did eventually drag her attention away, but only to further gape as Anneli and Inez approached the table. You could see your cousin's eyes widened, her cheeks flushing, and her breathing increase as she took in the sight of three women who had been her own size five minutes ago, and were now surely like goddesses to her. In fact, you could practically see Carmine's knees buckle in fear, looking like your cousin was about to just mentally crash and start worshipping them.
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