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Chapter #4

Playing dress-up, AS a doll!

    by: Lemon of Doom Author IconMail Icon
The amber necklace looked so dazzling and radiant, I simply had to try it on. However, I quickly glanced at my reflection in the vanity mirror. A simple T-shirt, although nice and tight, helping to add emphasis to my slightly below-average breasts...suddenly, I decided I wanted to try out my new necklace with something more...showy.

I dug into my closet, eventually finding my old prom dress. An elegant sky-blue strapless gown with ruffles and a front split. Ah yes, I fondly remembered how it showed off my shapely, toned legs. I swear I could see some of the guys pop boners as I passed by, much to the chagrin of their dates. Unfortunately, the guy I had gone to the prom with was a bit of a jackass, and I called it off weeks later. That reminds me, I never did let Bryce see me in this dress. Perhaps I should soon....

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I quickly slip out of my t-shirt and jeans, then slide into my old dress. Oooooh, I had forgotten how snugly it fit me, how it silky softness made me feel like such a wild seductress. I zipped up the back, then put on some strappy blue 5-inch heels and dangly earrings to complete the ensemble. I walked back over to my vanity mirror, lifting the hem of my dress with one hand and doing a little twirl. Yes, I would definitely find an excuse to let Bryce see me in this dress.

But alas, it was time to add the last puzzle piece. I grabbed the necklace off my dresser and put it on, absentmindedly noting the lighter shade or orange was facing out....

At once, a wave of vertigo washed over me. My arm lashed out, grabbing my dresser for support with one hand while holding my head with the other. A few seconds later, my vision started to clear, but even without my eyes, I could tell something was very wrong. The hand that grabbed the dresser, it was...level with my head? My vision then cleared, and suddenly everything seemed bigger! My dresser...it was just as tall as me, and seemed to be growing even bigger! I whirled around, taking in how everything else in my room - my vanity desk, my bed, my entertainment center - were getting bigger as well! For some reason, my clothes weren't changing size.

Or maybe they were! I finally realized what was happening. My room wasn't getting bigger...I WAS SHRINKING! This 'Amber of the Shrinking Giantess'...it wasn't just some marketing ploy of a name! It really was making me shrink! Now I was no taller than my bed. How small would I get?!

You have the following choices:

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1. One foot tall.

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2. Five inches tall.

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3. An inch tall or less.

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