This choice: You shrink yourself while she's out of the room • Go Back... You feel a slight tingling sensation as your body shrinks down smaller and smaller on the exam table. Luckily, you think as you dwindle, the ray gun was shrinking in your hands, as was the underwear currently hiding your shame from the rest of the ever-expanding world. You smile with satisfaction knowing exactly what's going to happen next. She's going to come in to give you your scheduled appointment, only to find that you've run off without your clothes. You can't wait to see her reaction and when you finally stop shrinking, you marvel at the world around you knowing that you couldn't be much more than one inch tall! You hold the gun tightly as you walk across the thin white sheet seperating your tiny body from the metal table, walking closer to your discarded clothes which are lying in a heap. You know that if you're just laying there in the open on the table, she could spot you, so you run to your massively oversized black shirt and climb onto the soft cotton garment. You rush across the sea of black fabric until you find yourself at the collar of the shirt. You immediately dive down into it and hide under a small wrinkle in the clothing, comfortable in your decision to hide from what must now look like a collosal brunette 30-something. With a loud squeaking sound, the door from her office opens, and you can feel the gigantic woman's presence as she steps through the frame. That's when a sexy, booming voice speaks from across the room "OKAY, ARE YOU READY FOR YOUR EXAM, MISTER..." Before she can say your name, she's stopped herself, and slowly walks over to the seemingly empty examination table. Her mighty footsteps shake you with every fall, and you find yourself staring wordlessly at the goddess in the white lab coat. Her body seems to be moving in slow motion as she makes her way closer and closer to the table you're hiding on, until she stands tall with her hands on her sexy, large hips which almost bump into the table. You can not only feel her body heat radiating onto you from her standing position, but waves of pleasant scent sweep across your nostrils as her sweet smelling perfume washes over your body. You start to get turned on just from staring at the beautiful doctor in front of you, her pretty eyes trying to make the most understanding of this sitation, and her lips curled in an inquisitive fashion. You can feel the powerful vibrations through your feet as the giant woman taps her shoe against the ground in thought. Her confusion is vocalized by a slight whisper of "WHERE IN THE WORLD COULD HE HAVE GONE TO? IT'S NOT LIKE HE'D JUST WALK OUT INTO THE WAITING ROOM STARK NAKED... WOULD HE?!" You start to chuckle to yourself at the joke you're playing on the giant doctor. She has no idea that her patient is just an inch or so tall, hiding under the collar of his own shirt! Realizing just how easy it would be to see more giant woman without them being any the wiser, thoughts begin zooming through your head on how many other ways you could spy on people, letting your voyeuristic tendencies get the best of you. She begins to turn around to make more sense of the situation when you feel a familiar unease come across your nose. The perfume particles in the air seems to be irritating your nasal passages a bit more than normal, even when you're stuck in a pile of your own clothes. You try to fight it back, but before Dr. Benson can take a single step, you let out a loud, powerful sneeze. You immediately recognize the folly of your mistake, and look up at the titanic woman in white, hoping that she didn't catch you so easily!  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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