The empty corridors were filled with the echo of click, click, click of high heels as Kate carried to the last load of the day. Mr. Bosworth would be gone for the weekend, but the files still needed to be put on his desk as soon as Kate got them.
This didn't bother Kate at all. She was actually a attractive, shapely young woman, but her strict attire, no nonsense personality and hair always in a bun added fifteen years to her projected persona. A persona she very carefully maintained as Mr. Bosworth's executive administrative assistant.
As Kate hurried down the hallway, she passed a corridor that she had never seen. That she knew wasn't there.
Except it was there.
The corridor had no doors, no windows. Just an aging water cooler.
Suddenly Kate found herself remarkably thirst. With a quick look to make sure no one was watching, she entered the mystery corridor and found a stack of paper cones hanging to one side of the cooler. She greedily drank down three cones of water before leaving the corridor.
As she walked hurriedly back toward Mr. Bosworth's office, the corridor that wasn't there before wasn't there again.
Suddenly, she felt a dizzy situation, and felt her glasses fall off her nose. When she opened her eyes, she was this thick cloth surrounding her. Suddenly, strangely, she immediately knew what that cloth was.
It was her own clothes. She had shrunk out of them. (Unknown to Kate at the moment, she had shrunk to six inches). Her glasses looked monstrously huge before her, but they were reading glasses only, and her vision was basically unimpaired.
The pins in her had also not shrunk, and as result, her long dark hair hung down to the small of her back and between her firm but ample breasts.
Kate really didn't know what to do. All of the personnel had left for the weekend and the cleaning crew wouldn't be here for hours. And in her present state, she didn't know if she wanted to be discovered right away.
Just then, she heard the echo of footsteps in the hallway. Ducking back into the pile of her clothes, she saw a 12 year old boy enter the hallway unescorted. He took a turn away from her and headed toward the elevator.
Kate decided she should...
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