"Eheh... Uh. Well I kinda..." Vix paused a bit, apparently unsure of how to continue. She tapped her finger against the glass vial, running her hand through her hair. "You have to promise not to get mad. Then I'll tell you." She said, crossing her arms and leaning back, still chewing on her lip. It seems she was obviously scared of you getting mad, especially after what happened.
You braced yourself for whatever she would say and nodded a bit, intently curious now.
"Okay! Good!" She said, instantly perking up. Well, I've been going through your computer for a while now, I was trying to figure out more things you might like or enjoy so I could suprise you and stuff..."
Your heart skipped a beat, realizing she was talking about going through your computer history. The history you NEVER clear. All the porn, weird things you've looked up, were there. Including..."
"And one of the things that came up quite often were stories and pictures. Of little tiny people!" She said, a wide, happy grin forming on her face.
"Oh arceus no..." You murmured, swallowing a bit, though in her excitement, Vix didn't hear you.
"See, I didn't know what kinda stuff to get you, I mean, you already have stuff you use and all, so I figured a fun experince would do great! So... This little vial here, is supposed to reduce height! The more you drink, the smaller you get! Oh! It's supposed to be temporary though, so don't worry about that." She said laughing. "So! Minimize me, is to minimize you!" He said, giggling again.
You couldn't believe everything you'd heard. She not only went through your computer history, but your deeper fetishes, and then bought a mixture that should make them come true, and was... Extreamly excited about it. Why weren't you? It struck you suddenly. It was all a joke, that mixture was fake! She was playing a prank on you.
"I see... Well, if that's the case, I'll humor you and take a sip." You said, confidence hitting you like a truck as you stood up, walking up to your pokemon and taking the vial.
She was wide eyed and watching you closely. She was putting up such a good act. But you knew it wouldn't work. After all, with how clumsy she was, it might end up being a disaster if the stuff ended up working.
You popped the cork off, and tipped the vial up, draining a few sips, leaving about five sixths of the bottle left. You cringed at the taste, and suddenly felt really warm.
"Oh... That tastes real bad." You said, taking a step back to the couch. You half expected Vix to ask what was wrong, or laugh after her joke, but she just kept staring at you with an intense look, eyes wide and smile growing.
"Uh... Vix? You okay there?" You asked, when you felt hot again, suddenly you fell back and shuddered, your clothes becoming very loose on your body.
Your own eyes widened, and you realized now, that this was not a joke. You were actually shrinking! Down from six whole feet, to just four, to three, then two. You kept going, just how small would one tiny sip make you?
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