Allison, weighing her options, finally came to a decision. Thinking of others first, she began to hand the Power Berry Punch to Tyler when he suddenly went into yet another coughing fit, rubbing vigourously at his chest. Thinking giving him something so caffinated that'd it wake the dead was probably not the best solution. So, with one option available, she look to the sweat-glistening blue dragon, removing the Shrinking Citrus bottle from her pack, and walked over to David. Gently, a large but lady-like finger taptapped at his shoulder. David, whom was distracted in his scowling of Fang, he hadn't prepared to be eye to boob again, eyes blinking upon Allison's tightly clothed chest before slowly looking up at the blushing t-rex girl's pretty eyes, before looking at the greeb bottle proffered to him. And though she loomed over him effortlessly, Allison stammered, "Um, y-you look like you could use a drink..."
David smiled widely and warmly up at Allison, who shyly smiled right back at him, as the blue dragon accepted the diet drink, which to him, was closer to a Gatorade bottle in scale, and yet, it had remained perfectly chilled, of which made David grin, and croon a little as he unscrewed the cap. Allison blushed and shook her head, letting the jock tilt his head back, and take a hefty swig from the bottle, and smack his lips loudly, looking at the bottle with new admiration,
"Geeze, normally, I drain suckers like these in one gulp, I think I only got an eighth out of this beast!...very cool and refreshing..." Reads the bottle label, eyebrow ridge raising with a smirk "...especially for a diet beverage...thanks Allison. Definitely the cool kick in the scaly backside I needed to get back into the game, and kick Fang's fuzzeh ass..."
Allison just smiled shyly, stammering "You're w-welcome, David...happy to help..."
David shared a roguish smile and a suggestive wink to Allison...which made Tyler scoff as David began to walk back to the field where he'd left his lupine teammate, doing a bit of impromptu stretching, the diminuative purple dragon crossing his arms, his coughing fit under control, though he would rub his chest from time to time, looking to the t-rex gal with a knowing smile as she tucked both drink bottles back into her bag, asking aloud as soon as the zipper zipped. "...You do know he never ever goes steady...with anyone, right...?"
Allison froze...and her cheeks blazed black, unable to meet short dragon's eyes, instead looking up at David...and cocked an eyeridge as he'd seemed to have paused in place...and was rubbing his arms like he was cold. In fact, he seemed to be shivering. Tyler, too much into his spiel on his brother, was going well on without seeing the rexgal's confused expression or his brothers own unique gestures and body language. "...I mean, I'm not surprised...guys like him never seem to want to settle..."
"Tyler..." Allison said with a distant, shocked voice as her eyes widned as she watched the drake shiver more...and did he seem to...no, it had to be an illusion of his shivering movement...but he seemed to be...shorter, at least an inch or two, and with sharp vision for a rex (or the fact David was less then twenty feet away from her), she couldn't help but notice his clothes give a bit of slack on their hold on his tight, toned form. "...I mean, why settle when you have folks throwing themselves at your feet..."
"Tyler..." Allison tried again, sterner but her eyes never leaving as she could not deny that the blue drake was shorter...and getting ever SHORTER, as he a few more inches gone, evaporating into the air as his clothes seem to be more fitting and less body hugging...but they were getting a slight sag to them as well as the blue dragon continued to stand in place, shivering as if in a blustery gusty wind. And yet, Tyler seemed way too engrossed in the sound of his own voice to notice his bigger brother was becoming far less so! "...of course, if they knew..." "TYLER!"
"What?" He asked, looking at her for the first time, eyebrow ridge raised...before her large hand gently turned his snout towards his brother...who seemed to be finally getting out his trance, shivering subsiding...but the "damage" clearly done as he stood in place...many inches shorter, his clothes baggier but enough to still be fashionable, his body shape still showing through. He still appeared to be quite a beefy blue dragon...but a beefy blue dragon of 6'3'' height. Tyler only caught the tail end of the change, but his mouth was hanging as wide as Allison's as they watched as David seemed to shake his head clear...and look back at the two, giving Allison a thumbs up, calling back out to her. "I gotta get me more of that diet citrus stuff...never got a brain freeze like that before...felt pretty good!"
He chuckled and began to walk back to the field, unconciously tugging at his baggier track pants legs, as well as his jersey sleeves, not sure when these stretched out so badly, but he was too busy looking out for a big black blur of a wolf running and leaping about in practice, but it appeared if Fang pulled a Houdini. All while, Allison and Tyler were just staring after David, the t-rex looking at the bag of hers where the drinks were...and suddenly knew that perhaps she SHOULDNT have opened that box. Tyler meanwhile, was not yet making the connection between David and Allison's drinks, just too stunned. "I just...watched my big brother...shrink...y-you saw that, right? David did just shrink right?"
Allison made a non-commital grunt, nodding slowly as her cheeks blazed brightly...as she looked thoughtfully down at her backpack, certain thoughts...ideas...and dreams cascading across her mind's eye.
"W-we need to tell him before it happens again!"
Tyler would begin running...and distractedly, Allison began to follow...
At that very same time, David was scratching his head, looking to the left and right of the big...empty park field. He knew where they'd been practicing...hell, he had found the Basketball, reaching down and picking it up, hefting it in his hands...and frowning. He didn't remember the ball being so big...and thick. Did Fang switch the ball with...
David had a moments time to notice something huge and black leap out of the bushes, and a fraction of THAT before it suddenly impacted into him, David carried off with the unstopable force for a few feet before the dragon fell onto his back...with a growling and grinning wolf beaming toothily down at him, winking and baring that fang.
"Gotta work on that peripheral vision, Davy...gonna getcha real hurt some day if you let yourself be blindsided like that..." teased the looming lupine as he stood up, that freaking fang of his bared triumphantly. The blue dragon huffed and sat up, scowling up at him as he pushed himself up, glaring out at the much larger lupine, whose triumphant smile looking a little confused as he squinted down at the blue dragon as David retorted
"Yeah, yeah, and the next time I'll get hit by something like YOU on another team is when I hang up my jersey...cause if I find that there are more then one Gregory Nanthaniels in the world, is the...day..." the dragon's words drifted as he sensed somethign was off, glaring at Fang, looking down at his huge sneakered feet "Are you standing on something...?"
Fang looked down at the dragon's feet...and grinned widely again. "Actually, I'm not...but I'm thinking you're forgetting something...a little cool, isn't it?"
David raised an eyeridge at the wolf...before he gave his toes a wiggle...and became very away of how much colder they were, and looked down...and just stared at his stockinged feet, looking back over to where his sneakers now stood, empty...but then David did a double take, staring at his socks, giving his toes a wiggle as he saw that there was too much fabric on his feet...and too much fabric in his trakc pants, as they piled up atop of his feet, and his jersey. Fang was clearly taking too much enjoyment from the sight as he commented. "Jeezuz, David...I never knew you were so damn short. Fuck dude, do you wear special lifts in your shoes or something...?"
"DAVID!"
Fang and David looked up to see Tyler come a running, panting as he still hadn't completely worked off that football to the chest, but he came ot a halt when he saw David's face...and then at his clothes...his saggy socked feet, and then at his now emptied shoes, and gulped. "Oh Shit..."
"Oh Shit WHAT?" David said with a snarl, taking a step towards his brother, only to stumble on a baggy pant leg, getting a snort from Fang as Tyler stepped back instinctively as he stammered
"I-I don't know, but Allison and I h-had saw you shrink moments before you went after Fang here.Look, we'd just saw you shiver as if you were stuck in a blizzard, and as you began to shrink! I saw it, Allison saw it, didn't you, Al...Allison?"
It was the first time Tyler had bothered to look behind him since he went after his brother...only to find that the t-rexess was gone!
"Where'd she go..?"
A little while later, back at her house
Allison was scowling at the Shrinking Citrus bottle, rubbing her hands nervously. So many wishes, so many fantasies. All she'd ever had wanted was to be no longer the large lumbering lummox she had been for years now...and now with one gulp she didnt have to be anymore! So, should she? And if so, how much should she drink, to make her the way she'd always hoped to be.....
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