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A lightning bolt transforms Matt's TV remote into a device that can change sizes...

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Chapter #6

Hooters

    by: Unknown
As I see the hooters's sign coming up on the road, I feel my heart beating a bit faster. Some part of me is calling myself an idiot for going on with this idea, but, I squash my feeling of apprehension and focus on the road with a small smile.

I pull in a parking spot and tuck the remote in my back pocket before exiting my vehicle.

As I walk in, I'm automatically assaulted by the scents of different kind of good being served while my eyes are instantly drawn to the many beautiful figures walking around.

"Welcome to Hooters, table for one?" A voice catches my attention and I spin the face the beautiful owner of the said voice.

A blonde haired girl with blue eyes is greeting me in the typical hooters uniform, an orange pair of shorts tightly worn around her shapely rear and a white tank top framing the ampleness of cleavage that was on display. There, resting proudly on her left breast, was a name tag that read Rachel.

"Yeah, table for one!" I answer after getting senses back.

"Would you like to eat at the bar?" She asks me in a flirtatious voice.

"I don't mind!" I answer promptly and she began leading me toward the bar section of the restaurant.

After showing me to an empty stool, she smiles mischievously at me and then go back to the front.

I just finished sitting when another attractive gal comes up behind the counter of the bar, a brunette with blonde highlights and a name tag that read Anna.

She asks me if I would like to start with something to drink and I order a beer before asking where the washrooms are.

As I walk between the tables, I oogle some of the staff buzzing around, all attractive girls who give me smiles and winks as I walk by.

"Perfect spot!" I think to myself.

I enter the washrooms and stand in front of an urinal as I ponder what to do with the remote.

Should I shrink myself and explore the restaurant at a tiny size? No doubts I could get a unique experience that way.

Or maybe I could subtly grow one of the waitresses, treating the whole joint to a show?

Decision, decision...

You have the following choices:

1. Shrink myself

2. Grow a waitress

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3. The remote is not in my pocket anymore!

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