"Ho, ho, ho." Ryoko cackled to herself. "How much fun I will have with this...." Fingering the device lovingly, she continued. "Of course, I'll have to cut that snotty princess down to size, and then there's Tenchi..."
She stopped for a moment, considering. "But I think I'll have myself a little test run." And with that, she strutted out of Washu's lab.
Not much later, Ryoko headed into the bath, dressed in only a towel. Settling into the water, she waited. Sure enough, she spotted Nobuyuki spying on her, his grin all too apparant through his makeshift burglar's mask. Pretending to act as though she noticed nothing, Ryoko surreptitiously reached towards the shrink device. In one smooth motion, she quickly gripped it and fired off a blast at the lecher. Noting Nobuyuki diminishing from his hiding spot, Ryoko flew over to take a look, rerobing herself in a towel.
As soon as she made it there, there was nothing left of Nobuyuki but a cat-sized, wriggling lump in his clothing that was still shrinking rapidly. After waiting for the device's effects to run their course, Ryoko reached into the folds of Nobuyuki's clothing and fished him out. He was maybe three inches tall, thrashing about and trying to obscure his privates in front of this titanic, blue-haired beauty that had seized him.
"Heh, trying to get a look at this, were you?" Ryoko teased, lowering the top of her towel to reveal a good portion of her cleavage. "Maybe you'll learn to be more careful next time."
Laughing, she placed the tiny Nobuyuki in a jar she prepared earlier for this exact purpose. She left the bottle in a concealed area of the bath. Maybe he won't think me such a bad guy, thought Ryoko.
Ryoko plotted her next victim. "The Galaxy Police pair would be interesting, but which one?" She thought. "I think I'll do Mihoshi first, her response will be priceless." Redressing herself and taking the shrink device, Ryoko took off for the kitchen. As she predicted, Mihoshi was there, claiming some snacks for herself and retreating to the living room. Ryoko followed, making her presence unknown to Mihoshi.
Ryoko watched as Mihoshi stuffed herself with cracker after cracker, entranced by the television. At first, Ryoko amused herself by shrinking crackers to miniscule sizes as they were en route to Mihoshi's mouth, but soon grew tired of the same confused expression. She put the device on a slow, gradual shrink setting and targeted Mihoshi's sweatshirt. She fired, and watched with amusement at the results.
Mihoshi didn't immediately notice that her baggy, pink sweatshirt was slowly but steadily becoming tighter. Even after it began to constrict her slightly she didn't acknowledge what was happening. As soon as it was almost skin tight, however, Mihoshi looked down at it. It was straining with the pressure Mihoshi's now too-large body contained within it, and the stitching was ready to give way. The sleeves were too short, and Mihoshi found that it was beginning to flatten her breasts. "Oh my!" She ditzily exclaimed, standing up. A moment later, the garment split into several pieces, each tatter still shrinking as it drifted to the floor. Mihoshi just stood there in shock, with only her white bra adorning her torso.
"Uh oh." Thought Ryoko. "Better shrink her down before she goes and tells somebody." She then gave Mihoshi a liberal dose of the shrink device's power.
The effect was obvious instantly. Mihoshi was getting shorter, and the straps of her bra were becoming looser. She looked down at herself, and found that her breasts weren't filling as much of the cups of her bra as they used to. She also noticed that the room was becoming much larger. "What's happening to me?!" Mihoshi pleaded, looking about frantically. Her bra was now hanging loosely on her, and her breasts were on display for any to see. Ryoko chuckled to herself. Mihoshi's khaki pants, formerly curve-hugging, were now jauntilly hanging on her hips, revealing her panties. She simulatenously covered her chest with one arm and hitched up her baggy pants with the other. She looked around, desperately, for someone. "Help! Somebody!" She shouted.
Ryoko chose this time to step out of her hiding place, looming over the diminishing Mihoshi.
"Oh, Ryoko, I'm so glad you're here! You've got to help me!" Mihoshi pleaded, as her pants became too heavy for her to hold and fell to the floor in a heap. "Please!"
Ryoko just watched, grinning. Mihoshi looked up, tears forming in her eyes. At this point Mihoshi was truly small, half her body obscured by the untidy pile her pants had become. Ryoko watched with satisfaction as the shrinking effect finished, then lifted the two inch tall Mihoshi out of the mess.
Now what happens?
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