The loud barks, not to mention your shouting, attracts the attention of the group above you without fail. And of course, noticing the tiny guy looking up their skirts, causes predictable panic.
"EEEK!"
"PERV!"
This was going to get ugly really quick unless you said something.
"N...no!" you stammer, quickly looking for an excuse. The last thing you want to experience before death is a serious beating. "It's me, the guy from school! The one that's...shrinking."
"Yeah, but that doesn't explain why you're hiding down there," Cassie interrupted. All the other girls nodded in agreement as the dog walked back over to its master.
"Well, you see, I heard what you were talking about, the person who had what I did, but they stopped it. I'm...I'm desperate, don't you understand?"
A few of them nodded at the obvious statement, even Cassie. "So you heard us and starting following?"
"Yeah, and I'm so short I kinda ended up underneath you. Crazy coincidence, huh?" you add, hoping that if the girls didn't believe your story, your fear would be proof enough that you weren't a full blown pervert.
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