"...the K-Shrink! Reduce any attacker to tiny size with the pull of a trigger! Not even the toughest psycho can pose a threat to you when he's the size of an ant!" with a grin, Kelly flicked a switch on the gun's side. There was an audible *click*, and the red visor on the barrel began to glow bright crimson. Plastic or not, I know what a gun's safety sounds like.
The crowd watching our little show wasn't impressed. "But he's, like, a human," a slim alligator woman put in. "He's already tiny. What's the point of making him smaller; you can just step on him already." The crowd chuckled at that, Kelly rolled her eyes.
"Well this can just make it easier. Besides, you never know what a crazy chainsaw killer might pull...maybe even something that could take down an Anthro. Ever heard of the Moscow Tripper?"
Miss Gator and several Anthros in the audience winced at that. I was, of course, clueless--had there been some suicidal Russki tripping Anthros I was unaware of? I gave the guy/girl a week before they were caught and eaten.
"Ah, see? It isn't that easy! And what if you aren't facing a human attacker, but an anthro assailant? Can you 'just step on them' then? No, you can't. That's what the K-Shrink is for! Human or anthro, tiny or giant; this little beauty can make any attacker too small to be a threat! So precise and easy to aim, it can even hit an itty-bitty little human!"
Her clawed finger closed around the trigger, one reptilian eye locked onto me.
"Kelly...." I whimpered, too scared to run.
"So, any questions before I show it off?" She quipped, looking back to the audience.
A turtle kid rose a scaly hand. "What's the 'K' stand for, Miss Kelly?"
She shrugged. "Heck, I dunno. I just thought it sounded cool."
She pulled the trigger, and I was enveloped in a red beam.
I felt like I was falling...
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I came to a moment later....and wished I hadn't.
Before, Kelly's near-20 feet made her as big as a squat building to me.
Now, I was looking up at a mountain of yellow scales and wide dragon-rear. Her clawed feet were now big as semi trucks, and her plump belly and cleavage jutted out do far--from my ant's perspective--that her face was hidden. I'd dealt with gigantic anthros before, but THIS? This was in a whole new league.
"See, ladies and gents? The chainsaw killer is no threat! Now he's the size of a dust molt, even WITH his chainsaw he'd pose no threat to you and your moviegoing family," Kelly thundered from above, proudly waving her shrink gun around. I risked a look past her and found I couldn't see the audience. I was so small that they were blocked by the counter, which now looked like a skyscraper.
Christ, just how small was I?!
The audience applauded, clamoring to buy a K-Shrink of their own. Kelly, soaking in the praise, held up her clawed hands. "Calm down, folks;
there's plenty to go around...but wait, what's this? It seems our chainsaw killer is stubborn! Guess we'll still have to deal with him...THEN you can buy some K-Shrinks. Who wants to see us finish our killer off?!"
Oh God, no...
The crowd cheered and applauded, egging Kelly on. She winked at them, then looked down at me, over her shoulder.
"Sorry, Greg..." she whispered. "But it's part of my sales pitch."
And then, before I could protest, she...
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