As you think over the many options, you begin to reflect on the possibilities of being small again, now that someone else knows that you would be, and you know that it's possible to be restored back to normal size with, it seems, no ill effects. It WAS kind of fun, and part of it felt...right? Or something? As if you belonged like that, or at least that there was something for you at that size you were missing? Ugh, maybe you're just crazy. Still, it COULD be interesting...you shake your head, and as your thoughts clear...you find Amy maybe has something similar, as she's got the size ray pointed back at you!
"Whoa whoa...Amy...can you maybe...point that somewhere else?" you ask.
Amy smiles a bit, but complies.
"I dunno, John..." she says. "...look, I was just thinking...how cool it was to have a little big brother."
You blink. You don't like where this is going, at least not with her own decisions up in the air.
"...but I admit, I bet it was pretty scary down there..." she muses on. "...still, was it all just...fear? Surely it was kind of fun, too?"
You pause.
"I...I guess it kind of was. I really wanted to get back to normal...and I am happy to be at it...but I dunno. I guess a bit more exploring COULD be fun...weird as it would be to see you and Becky as lumbering giants."
Amy laughs.
"I mean, we'd be careful with you!" she insists. "But seriously, what do you think about going back down there? I'd make sure you were safe...and you could explore the world a bit!"
You pause, still a bit nervous, but still wondering what it would be like, now that a greater assurance of your safety has been given. Despite your tensions with them sometimes, you trust your family, and Amy proved that trust is well-founded...
You sigh.
"Look...Amy...I...I am not opposed to the idea...but why me? You seem to be pretty aware of how fun this could be too." you say.
Amy laughs again.
"Well, someone will have to keep you safe. Besides...I think I want to see more of an adorable little big brother before I try being tiny myself. I mean, I kind of DO want to, don't get me wrong...but one thing at a time. Let's let you explore a bit first." she said.
"W-well...okay...but where should we do it? The kitchen? My room? Yours?"
Amy's eyes narrow a bit.
"You're not getting in my room, even tiny." she insists, before her expression lightens. "How about Becky's?" she asks.
"B-Becky's...?" you blink, a bit surprised by the suggestion.
"Yeah, come on! It's one of the cleanest in the house, and has all sorts of cute toys I bet you'd look ADORABLE tiny next to!" she insists, and begins to raise the size ray again.
You put your hands up.
"Whoa, whoa...um...I mean, is it really a good idea to show Becky me while I'm tiny?" you ask.
"Oh come on, you know she's careful with small things...and who says she'd see you at first! We can ease the family into this...who knows, maybe I'll let her see ME tiny first...but...for now...what do you say?"
You pause, and sigh again.
"If I say no, will you just shrink me anyway?"
Amy looks away for a moment, turning the ray with her.
"...no. But come on...it would be cute...and besides, you've spent so much time with Aaron lately, wouldn't it be fun to just hang out around the house with us for a bit...?"
You think for a moment, and notice Amy's hitting you with her puppy-dog eyes. Your big brother instincts kick in, and you feel your will to resist eroding, when her expression combines with your own actual interest in exploring while tiny.
"Ugh, FINE." you give in, causing Amy to smile.
"That was REALLY low, though." you add.
"Works every time." Amy grins.
"Not EVERY time...but let's go..." you say, heading out and down the hall, into Becky's room. Looking about, it's...very pink. Kind of what you'd expect from your youngest sister. There's a bed, a dresser, closet, chair and desk, and various toys scattered about. Your eyes drift over the dollhouse in the corner, and then back to Amy.
"Checking out your new digs?" she asks.
"New DIGS? A-Amy, I'm not going to LIVE there!"
Amy laughs, and nods.
"Relax, I know you won't...it'll be too big for you, after all..." she says, and fires the size ray!
"Too big whataaaaaaaaa-" you say as the world seems to expand around you.
Sure enough, you find yourself back in the world of the small-the furniture you once regarded with a downward look now looms above you, the dollhouse in the corner is now a titanic mansion (that seems to be indeed rather large for you), and, of course, most of all, Amy is a titaness looming above you yet again.
"W-wow..." you say, still a bit unused to it all.
Amy laughs a bit.
"Awww...look at little John down there!" she calls. "Well, here you are! Go on, explore! Becky's out right now, I'll make sure she doesn't just stumble around her room willy-nilly when she gets back...you just get used to exploring your new world! I'll be back for you...eventually. The window's closed and so is the door, so you shouldn't be disturbed except by people who are ready!" she smiles down at you.
"Well, have fun!" she waves, holding the size ray in her waving hand.
"I'll just hold onto this till then." she smiles, and turns to leave. "I can't wait to see what adorable adventures you get yourself up to, big bro!" she says, stepping off with audible thuds, even booms, as she walks away.
You blink, and as her stomps fade into the distance, and she shuts the door that you'd need to jump to touch the bottom of (or at least stretch a bit), you stand there for a moment. Now, someone you trust is aware of your size, and has tried to ensure that you're nice and safe. Well, such as she can, maybe a bug will wander by...but odds aren't TOO high of that in Becky's room, your family insisted on keeping it pretty clean...so you begin to wander about. But where to go? The bed? Too high for you. Outside? No...too dangerous. Amy has more or less established that Becky's room is your designated "safe zone".
You look about-the cleanliness of the room, you thought for a moment, wasn't going to include all the various toys and such that Amy insisted you could compare yourself to, all being picked up. Still, it was almost magical, now that you could take it all in in relative safety, with less concerns for ensuring a way to grow back is secure.
Sure enough, your eyes drift to the dollhouse in the corner, and feel an odd pull towards it...sure enough, you step towards it, walking along, and noting how it takes you a few minutes to actually get across the floor over to it...and stop, realizing even this toy house is indeed too large for you-built for a scale over 11 times your 1-inch frame...
...you chuckle, shaking your head. It IS kind of cute, even if it is a little embarrassing. You step inside, and marvel at how even the toy furniture in this little plastic house towers over you, though admittedly not as much as the ACTUAL furniture outside. You pass by the staircase, with stairs as high as you are, and think about maybe climbing it later...and chuckle. Even the stairs of a dollhouse present a tiring, challenging obstacle for you-though not insurmountable, at least...
Finally, you step into what appears to be a sort of living room, and almost jump to see a face staring right back at you from what appears to be a beautiful blonde woman towering over you even while leaning on the couch! And, as realization strikes you, you shake your head...
"Can't believe I just got startled by one of my kid sister's Barbie dolls..." you say, shaking your head. "...maybe I DO need to get used to being tiny a bit more...before I do more exploring, for sure..."
For some reason, you think you could really get used to being tiny, and have to admit, this is kind of amazing...exploring a little toy house like it's a world of its own, with even the local Barbies looming over you...and for that matter, you can't seem to shake the feeling the doll is somehow...watching you, and you could SWEAR that smile on her...er...ITS...face seems more than just forced on...
You shake your head again. These thoughts it seems won't go away, maybe shrinking has made your imagination a bit more vibrant...? Or maybe you're just crazy. Still, as you turn to go you can SWEAR you heard a whispered "So cute..."
You decide to explore a bit more, though a part of you feels nervous...and another part of you feels like you really don't have anything to fear!
You explore more, and encounter a few more of your sister's dolls, each of which giantesses standing over 11 times your height to you, and while you eventually get used to the sight, thinking it's even kind of cute...but there's a feeling of being watched that you can't shake...not a menacing feeling, but one that still seems unusual to you, even if welcoming...you try not to let it get to you as you look to the staircase, deciding to try climbing it, when suddenly...
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