He opened the door and recognized his 18 year old neighbor from down the street.
“Ann!” Mitch said with surprise. He was doubly surprised primarily because she had just walked into the house without even ringing the doorbell and secondly because of how different she looked.
Ann had always been kind of a short stacked girl. At 5’1” she had H-cup breasts and a huge bubble butt; she had been a bit chubby but her figure hid it well. Mitch had to look up to this version of her (but not much) as she had clearly gained a few inches from his command. He glanced down to see that her tits were even bigger, her waist was now deliciously trim, and her hips flared out giving the hint of the huge ass that clearly waited behind her.
“Hey short-stuff” she said in her low-tone husky voice. Mitch had no idea if she got her voice naturally, from the cigarettes he had seen her sneak once or twice, or the yelling she does at all of the metal and punk concerts she frequently visits. He didn’t have time to respond as she wrapped her arms around his neck and pushed her magnificent tits into his chest. Her black graphic t-shirt strained against her as she leaned in close.
Ann used to have acne to a pretty bad degree, but this Ann had perfect ivory skin save for her a few freckles on her cheeks. Her lips, as generously proportioned as the rest of her, were ruby red. She playfully bit at her lower lip piercing as they made eye contact. Her eyes were hazel and her lids had thick mascara. Her straight black hair was pulled behind her ears (each sporting several piercings) save for one long strand of hair she had dyed red and let dangle down the left side of her face.
“I saw that your car was here and thought I would just drop in on my favorite little guy” she said bringing her face in dangerously close. Mitch had no idea what was going on. She had always been flirty with him, even a little grabby, something he chalked up to a school girls crush in the past, but this was so forward. Apparently the part of his command about being affectionate had pushed her crush over the line into pure lust. He would have been put off if she wasn’t so damn sexy! He could barely think with her tits squeezed into his chest like that.
“Uh, well it’s nice to see you too” Mitch finally managed to get out.
With their close proximity she simply leaned in and began kissing Mitch. Her height advantage of a mere three inches still forced Mitch to raise his face up to meet her. Her tongue expertly played with his as she pulled herself in closer, pressing her hips into the growing bulge in Mitch’s pants. Mitch, overwhelmed in the moment, kissed her back and moved his arms around her waist.
Mitch couldn’t believe his luck. Less than five minutes after his first command and he’s making out with a smoking hot teenager in his own bedroom!
Soon they broke contact and Mitch felt the need to say “I had no idea you were so into me.”
“Of course I am Mitch,” she said a little breathlessly “a lot of girls go for taller guys but you being shorter than me is such a major turn on for some reason.” She blushed and smiled thinking she might have said too much in the moment.
Oh fuck yes, thought Mitch. He grabbed the BlueBerry and typed quickly.
I will shrink 4 inches. I will stay proportional to my current height.
Mitch checked the preferences to make sure this wouldn’t be a typical reality shift. He didn’t just want to be shorter, he wanted Ann to watch him shrink and know that it was happening. In fact it would be kind of interesting if everyone who saw him knew he was shrinking just to judge their reactions. He made the proper adjustments and hit enter.
A familiar wave of vertigo hit him as he quickly lost the inches. He had only watched his room ‘grow’ around him before, this time he got to see Ann stretch and swell as his perspective shifted. Another new experience were his clothes loosening up as he shrank out of them, this not being a typical reality shift the only thing that shrank with him was the BlueBerry as per its safety features. Ann’s eyes grew wide and she brought her hands up to her mouth with a loud gasp. She stepped over to Mitch and leaned down to meet his face.
“Mitch, are you alright? I think... I think you just SHRUNK!” she said placing one hand gently on his face and the other on his shoulder. Mitch couldn’t tell if her face was covered with worry or amazement but he was supremely happy with the results.
“I think you’re right, I don’t know what happened!” Mitch lied.
“I’m so sorry!” she exclaimed standing back up. Mitch had to crane his head back a bit more than before to maintain eye contact.
“What, why?” said Mitch genuinely curious about her apology.
“It’s just that I...” she began, her hands nervously fidgeting in front of her, “...I thought how much cuter you would look if you were smaller and then suddenly you were!” A pained expression crossed her face “You have to believe me I didn’t mean to, I don’t even know how... I’m so, so, so, sorry” she said bouncing slightly on her heels to emphasize her apology.
Mitch was distracted by the bouncing cotton covered tits for a moment before registering what she said. ‘She thinks she shrunk me!’ he realized wickedly pleased with himself.
“Calm down,” he said walking forward taking her hands into his to comfort her. He could feel his pants threatening to slip off his hips with those few short steps but he managed to make it and look up at her worried face and say “I feel fine. It didn’t hurt or anything and this is kind of amazing really.”
“Are you sure? You’re okay?” she said her worried expression beginning to dissipate.
“Yeah I feel great!”
A big smile spread across her face as she pulled Mitch into a huge bear hug. The difference just four inches made surprised him. The top of his head only came up to her mouth and he was left staring at her collarbone. Her strength was such that he would have had to exert serious effort to get out of this hug, if he could at all. Her boobs pressed into him once more but they felt significantly heavier and sat higher on his chest. “I’m so glad!” she exclaimed. “I don’t know what happened...” and with sudden excitement and wide eyes she said “I wonder if I could do it again!”
Mitch looked into her ecstatic face and had an idea.
“Okay just give me a minute before you try again” he said backing out of her hug. She brought her hands up to her mouth and clapped them together giggling happily at the prospect of shrinking Mitch further. Mitch began to type.
Ann can shrink or grow me at will though she cannot make me exceed my original height. No matter how small I get my body will function normally.
Mitch realized that he was heading down some unknown territory with this command and that he better take some precautions.
The BlueBerry is now mounted on a wrist band. It will not cause me any discomfort. Other people will take no notice of it though they will still refrain from interrupting me when using it. It cannot be removed from my wrist without a new command specifically asking to remove it.
Mitch had read enough shrinking stories online to know what could happen if the main character lost access to the shrink gun, or magic potion, or whatever it was they were using. He didn’t trust the default security features of the device enough to ensure that it would stay with him no matter what Ann had in mind. He pressed enter and watched as the BlueBerry disappeared only to instantly reappear on his arm. Its shape and orientation had been shifted horizontally and a thin black band stretched around his wrist. He experimented with pulling at the band finding that he couldn’t even get his finger underneath it. It felt and acted like a second skin.
Mitch looked back at a positively giddy Ann and said “Ready.”
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