You enter the studeo right on time for your ballroom dancing class and check the list for your partner today. Looks like today you'll be with Roshan, someone you hadn't been paired with before though you certainly recognized her from previous classes. Considering that last time you were paired with someone who could generously be called rotund, this is a step up.
From across the room you can easily spot Roshan, a dark-haired beauty with sharp features, standing in front of a wall length mirror. Her long black hair falls in curls down her dark blue T-shirt, and her white skirt made of light fabric rests just above her knees. Roshan's long, shapely legs come to rest in a pair of jade colored high heels, boosting her up to over half a foot taller than you.
"Oh hey," you begin, "we're paired together today. Not sure how good of a lead I'll be but-" You're cut off when Roshan grabs your wrist and pulls you out onto the floor, her heels clicking with each determined step. When she reaches her chosen spot she turns around, plans your hand in the small of her back, and pulls your other arm out to the side.
"Just do what comes naturally when you're with a girl like me," Roshan says, "I'll handle the rest." You smile up at her, and wait for the assigned signal to begin.
You start off incredibly well, and Roshan is very compliant to your lead. Every step you take she mimics, and she goes along with even the lightest bit of pressure. When you try to spin her she dutifully arcs her back to go under your arm rather than run into it, accomodating you better than several of your partners in the past.
After a few turns around the room however you start to feel off. You get very light-headed, and you have trouble holding your grip. Roshan seems to notice this and not only readjusts your hands, but pulls you tighter as well. It might just be your imagination but she seems somehow... stronger than before.
Your eyes must be deceiving you too, since you're now looking at her collar bone. You look up and find her looking back down at you, with something like hunger in her eyes. Suddenly uncomfortable you look back down, only to find that you're now eye level with her chest. Overtaken by shock you try to back away, but Roshan's firm grip keeps you close to her.
"Just keep going, act like nothing's wrong," she commands. "Keep leading, there's nothing unusual here, you're just getting smaller and smaller until I want you to stop." You reach her stomach and fear fills you as you remember her hungry eyes. In a panic you try to run but Roshan keeps a firm grip on you, slamming you back into her stomach.
"You're not very good at listening," she chides. "Make it up to me by spinning me." You try to turn over her hand twice the size of yours, and to your surprise it works! She has to bend her knees significantly to get under your arm, but she manages it without knocking you over.
When she stands back up you're about waist height to her and still shrinking. She's taking baby steps to do her best to follow you, but eventually she can't even hold your hand anymore, letting them drop to your respective sides. You make one more attempt to get away once you're free of her grasp, but she must have anticipated it: as soon as you turn her leg shoots out and you run face first into her knee.
"You're just making it harder on yourself," she scolds, glaring down at you. "Just pick a leg and hold on, I'll act like you're doing a good job and not shrinking." You wrap your arms around her shin and do your best to hold onto the ever-widening leg you're draped around. Before long you're too small to even connect your hands around her leg, and you know that if you get any smaller you'll go tumbling down to the floor. However, even that won't stop it because Roshan wants you at...