With that, she took out her phone, and moved money from her Mother's account back to her own reserve account (so as not to affect her current height, where she was content; she had the means to dwarf even her current size, if she wished).
Natalie watched, and smiled, as her mother shrunk down and down, to meet the height of the other insects at her feet.
"Now, kiss my boot, and beg for forgiveness for wasting my time, insect!"
Tracy couldn't. She was totally at a loss and unable to comprehend the present situation. Natalie saw this, rolled her eyes, and decided to show mercy to the broken creature.
She lifted her foot high in the air, and thrust it back down, instantly splattering her mother across the street, and frustratingly, on her shoes.
"Stupid bitch got blood on my shoes, couldn't even fucking die right."
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