Chapter #5Tiny Tori by: Icarus   Tori ignores the thought, she's being overly paranoid. She's almost embarrassed, but no one has to know she almost believed the silly marketing.
She tilted the bottle back and drank some of the so-called "Shrink Serum." It had a very pleasant flavor, very strawberry as promised. And as far as artificial strawberry went, it didn't overwhelm her with its artificiality. It was so good it even earned an audible "Mmmm" from her.
Tori twisted the cap back on, walked to the kitchen, and put the bottle in the fridge. She only took a single drink from the bottle and figured it may be better refrigerated.
As she walked back into the living room, a strange feeling overtook her. Her whole body started to tingle and she almost felt like she wasn't in her own skin, sort of like the feeling when your hand or foot falls asleep. Her whole body felt that way, and her vision swam.
Everything in her vision seemed to fall away, but upwards. She felt like she was falling, but without the panic or feeling of danger. It was rapid, and then it was over.
Tori's body regained feeling, and she realized she had fallen on her back. But she was immediately confused, because she quickly noticed she was nude. The ground she lay on was uneven, and felt soft, like a large blanket. And it was maroon, just like the shirt she was wearing before she...
Oh no.
Tori quickly stood up, and looked around her. The red material went on for several yards, and dropped off. The ground below that level looked like an ever expansive wooden floor, but with much larger grain patterns than she was used to. Of course, looking beyond the ground confirmed her fear. Giant furniture.
Tori was mortified. The shrinking serum was so expensive because it was real! She was standing on her own clothes, that she shrunk right out of. She felt so small, helpless, and exposed.
She did her best to walk along the uneven surface of her shirt, finding it surprisingly difficult as there was no telling how far each footstep would sink into the folds of fabric. Once she reached the edge, she jumped the short distance and landed on the hardwood floor of her living room. She was between the couch and the rug, trying to decide which direction she should head.
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