Nadia watched with glee as her ‘big’ sister disappeared into her pyjamas. She threw the dropper into the trash and scooped the sleeping teen out, only to find that she was barbie doll size rather than polly pocket size.
“Hmm,” Nadia frowned. This wasn’t ideal. She must’ve not used enough potion or something.
That was water under the bridge now though, because her ‘big’ sister was hanging limp in her hand. Completely under her control.
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