It had been a dream come true for Megan Simms when she was allowed to hang out with Ally Dawson alone for a weekend. But the problem with weekends, that had vexed humankind since their inception, was that weekends always came to a close.
So as she sat with Ally on a Sunday afternoon before they were due to part ways, Megan was, like any ten year old white girl from Florida, determined to have her way and keep hanging out with Ally.
“Are you sure I can’t convince you to come with me?” She asked, eyes sparkling up at her idol.
Ally smiled a long suffering smile. Megan was fun to be around, but she was draining. “I’m sorry Megan. But I have things to do.”
Megan kept her innocent smile while quickly switching to her backup plan. “Ok,” She said sweetly while pulling out a clear plastic box full of green chewables which she placed on the table. “Have some candy.”
“Um… Megan… it’s-” Ally began.
“DO IT!” Megan snapped before Ally quickly grabbed the box and popped one in her mouth. “Ooh, Lime.” The songsmith smiled.
Megan nodded with a smile before she looked away for a moment, running some mental math on Ally’s BMI and how long she’d have before Ally-
“ALLY!” Megan screamed as she turned back to her idol, seeing the box was now half empty. “How many of those did you eat?
“Um… I don’t know.” Ally shrugged as Megan observed her idol’s feet already sliding up her shoes.
Without wasting a moment, Megan leapt up from her chair, pocketed the box and grabbed Ally by the hand, running off to some isolated part of the mall.
“Hey my shoes.” Ally protested as she was dragged to a dead end beneath a stairwell, her now too large footwear being left far behind.
“Megan. What the hell?” The now barefoot girl asked.
Megan swallowed a lump in her throat as she observed Ally unconsciously grab her waistband and hoist it up.
“Ok Ally. Don’t freak out.” Megan began. “But those pills weren’t candy. They’re actually shrinking pills. Gossip journalists like me use them to spy on celebrities.”
Ally stared for a moment before she broke into a laugh. “Come on Megan. There’s no such thing as-” Ally trailed off when she saw that Megan, who normally fit right under Ally’s perky breasts, now reached up to her shoulders.
“Um… um… Megan?” Ally stuttered as she began chewing on her hair, just as she dropped down to Megan’s eye level, feeling her pants and panties slide off.
“I’m sorry Ally.” Megan squeaked. “It’s just… I was having so much fun with you and I didn’t want it to end. So I thought I’d make you Barbie sized, but then you ate so many of the pills.”
That seemed to shake Ally out of it. “WHAT!?” The rapidly diminishing girl screamed, the songsmith now only clutching her shirt against her body, which barely came up to Megan’s knees.
Megan gave a shy smile as Ally continued to dwindle, abandoning her shirt when it became too heavy for her.
Ally felt her jaw drop as Megan continued to get bigger and bigger, going from eight feet, from her perspective, to the size of a statue, to an office building and finally coming to a halt at a living skyscraper of flesh and designer clothing.
Even feeling the breeze of the mall’s air conditioning on her naked body, Ally couldn’t think of anything but how massive a four foot fangirl looked.
“Oh my god. You look so adorable.” Megan smiled.
“I do?” Ally smiled back before the wires connected. “Wait. No, Megan! What the hell?”
“I’m sorry Ally,” The journalist repeated, crouching down and picking Ally up. “I really didn’t intend for you to be this small. You’re about an inch tall.” She doubted that the dresses she'd intended to stick Ally in would even fit the girl now.
“Well can you fix it?” Ally asked.
“I can. But I don’t have the antidote with me.”
“The antidote?” Ally perked up, eyes brightening.
“Well you can’t have it yet Ally.” Megan said quickly. “We need to wait until the shrinking pills diffuse through your system.”
Of course Ally had become so small so fast that Megan thought it likely that her idol had already passed the point where the antidote would work on her.
Still… no use dwelling on that.
“But until then we can play together!” Megan smiled, wrapping her hands around Ally.
Ally gave a fake smile. “Sure Megan.”
With a childish squee, Megan swung Ally around, dropping her into her ___ to smuggle her out.
1) Butt, forcing Ally to endure Megan's body heat, the hot Florida weather and having two fleshy walls rubbing against her as the journalist power walks back home.
2) Butt. Just as Megan begins walking home however, Kira Starr runs into her. Not being able to make their interview time, Kira asks if they can do it now, and Megan can't think of a good reason not to.
3) Boot, Ally being a guest in the most uncomfortable walk ever.
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