She lets out a weak but high toned scream as your fingers reach out for her. She's so terrified that she immediately picks up running through the blades of grass that are almost as tall as her, heading for anyplace but closer to your gigantic body. You easily catch up to her as she makes her way across her own backyard, crying and running at full speed until she reaches her chain link fence. She stops for a second, shaking with fear, before giving you one last glance and running through an opening. You quickly bend down to reach for her, but she narrowly escapes your grab attempt.
"Great. She got away. I was just trying to make her big again!" You think to yourself as you brush off your knees and look at the house next door. It's a small brown house with a big deck and a pool... it's your friend's house! He's long gone, having been at college for the past few months but his mother and sister were still there! You figured you could get a quick look through their yard without being spotted and decided to hop the fence to search for the shrunken redhead. You take a few steps to the side, not wanting to accidentally squash the poor girl on your trip over, and climb the chain links to the top before vaulting yourself to the other side slowly. You carefully take two steps back and drop to your knees, continuing the search for the shrunken woman.
"She couldn't have possibly gotten that far... Karen? If you can hear me, come towards my hands. I'm not going to hurt you, i swear. I just want to make sure you're safe." You search through the grass, slowly expanding your range until you almost reach the neighbor's pool. You feel for Karen, knowing it must be terrifying being so small in someone's back yard. Who knows what crazy stuff can hurt you when you're the size of a mouse.
You know that you have to hurry for fear of being caught by your friend's mother or sister. You had a good relationship with both of them, his mother was always pretty flirty and nice to you and his sister was sort of the same... but there's no way you could possibly explain your way out of this situation. And that's when you hear the voice from behind you say loudly and angrily "What the hell is going on here? And what... the hell... is this?!"
You feel completely busted and shocked. How long was she standing behind you? A full minute? Maybe two? You slowly spin around and are stunned to see someone looking back at you... with something in their hands...
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