She leans in a little bit closer to you, and you can smell her perfume perfurating through the air. She takes off her glasses and squints so that she can see you with her own eyes for just a second. She smiles and says "MY DEVICE WAS A COMPLETE SUCCESS... I STILL CAN'T BELIEVE IT." You take a deep breath and shout up at her, hoping to get some sort of reaction "Me either!" Her eyes go wide as she lets out a short, powerful laugh. You fall backwards from teh force, and Sato looks down at you apologetically and whispers "I'M SORRY! I'M SO SORRY! IT'S JUST... YOUR VOICE WAS LIKE A LITTLE SQUEAK TO ME!" It was understandable, seeing as how much deeper and louder her voice had become. She stands up for a second and says "WAIT RIGHT THERE. I DON'T WANT TO LOSE YOU ON MY DESK." You feel tremors as she walks to the other side of the room, and contemplate "losing" yourself on her desk like she told you not to. It would be incredibly easy for someone your size to hide under a piece of paper or behind a picture frame, or in the plastic cup she was using to hold her pens... each of which was larger than you by the way.
She returns in front of you and are faced with your giant Asian professor looking down at you, an absolute goddess in your midst. She bends her knees a little and holds out a large wooden ruler, tapping it gently against the desk you're standing on (which at your size creates a noticeable thud). "STAND UP STRAIGHT NEXT TO THE LINE, PLEASE. I WANT TO SEE JUST HOW SMALL YOU'VE BECOME." You obeyed your giantess's orders and placed your back against the side of the ruler. You could smell the lotion coming off of the giant hand that was holding the ruler up, it's skin surprisingly smooth even from your perspective. A shadow came over you that drew your attention forward, and you could see the professor holding out her other hand with a finger extended. She placed it gently over your head, rubbing your hair as the finger touched the ruler at your height. She lifted her hands up together to see it more clearly and you breathed a sigh of relief. Although you trust your professor, it was not beyond the realm of possibilities for her finger to slip and accidentally crush you. It was somewhat exhilerating however that this was indeed something that could realistically happen.
"CONGRATULATIONS, MY LITTLE ASSISTANT. IT LOOKS LIKE MY DEVICE HAS MADE YOU AN IMPRESSIVE FIVE AND A HALF INCHES TALL!" Only half the size of a Ken doll. You knew that you were small, but honestly you didn't think it was THAT small. You are speechless as you look up at the pretty teacher who now towers over you like a building. She has a weird look in her eyes as she says "YOU'RE JUST... SO PERFECT LIKE THAT. JUST THE PERFECT SIZE..." You were admittedly thrown back by the question, as you honestly had no idea what your giant teacher's intentions were. So you did the only logical thing you could think of, and you asked her. "Perfect size for what, Professor?" She lets out a small giggle and bends down so she can look at you in the eyes. Her eyebrow cocks up as she whispers "WELL, AT FIRST YOU WERE TOO BIG. BUT NOW THAT YOU'RE JUST A FEW INCHES TALL..."
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