Hisa had a sinking feeling, the buttons on the vending machine rose up slowly. Then she noticed her outfit was also becoming loose (except the necklace).
"What the?! I'm- getting smaller?" She said to herself as she tried to hold up her pants, passing below four feet when she gave up, letting her pants and panties fall to the ground as she stepped back, watching the mere vending machine rise above her like a monolith. As she passed below three feet, she also gave up on her shirt and bra, letting them fall to the ground.
As she stepped out of the clothes, she watched the world grow around her in awe. Soon coming to a stop at a mere six inches tall. She climbed inside the pocket of her discarded sweatpants and pulled out a tissue. She fashioned it like a towel into a small dress then looked under the machine and realized: her wish! She had wished to see her phone, and now she could. The question is, what now?
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