"Watch it, Mihoshi!" Kiyone shouted as the blue beam sprung forth from the small, gun-shaped device. The beam struck Mihoshi first, as Kiyone made to push it away from her. Kiyone only succeeded in making the device point towards her instead, causing her to give a small yelp of surprise. Dropping the gun, Kiyone looked at her partner in horror.
Mihoshi was rapidly becoming smaller, watching her arms retract into her sleeves with distress. Her blue, tight-fitting pants were beginning to wrinkle and crease as the legs within them began to lose height and mass.
Kiyone swiftly deduced that a similar fate had befallen her, and soon enough, she found the lab decidedly larger and her clothes strangely loose. She looked down at her dwindling body, but had to brush away her headband, for it had been creeping down her foreheard and into her eyes. Her vest was covering more of her torso now, nearly reaching her waist. Her fingerless orange gloves were oversized for her hands; the mere tips of Kiyone's fingers were peeking out of them as she held them up to look at. She was vaguely aware of the increasing weight of her Galaxy Police issue pistol holstered to her side.
"Kiyone, what's happening?" Mihoshi half asked, half whined, as her pants lost their hold on her lessened hips and pooled on the floor.
"That, that device! It's a shrink gun!" Kiyone exclaimed. Kicking off her gigantic pants, and struggling out of her billowing vest and shirt, Kiyone scrambled towards the device, which was now lying on the floor. She made it to the device just as she neared three feet in height. Kiyone seized the shrink gun and began examining it for a way to reverse or stop the process. It took her a moment or two to realize she had stopped shrinking altogether. Kiyone lowered the device and turned to see how Mihoshi was faring. At first, the only thing Kiyone could see was a disorganized pile of Mihoshi's clothes. Soon, she noticed a faint stirring around the area of Mihoshi's pants.
Kiyone leaned over and sifted through layers of Mihoshi's former garments. She found a tiny, struggling Mihoshi, somehow tangled up in her own pair of white panties. Kiyone worked to free her partner from her silken prison, and then gently placed her down on the floor. Mihoshi appeared to be about a foot tall now, and was quite dishevelled. Her hair, normally kept back with a braid, was in disarray, owing to the fact that the braid was now roughly her size.
"Th-thanks, Kiyone." Mihoshi sniffed, rubbing a tear out of her eye.
Kiyone then realized that she was three feet tall, naked, and tending to a one foot tall Mihoshi when someone approached...
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