"Others have been through this before, and you shrank them too?" You ask, half intrigued and half perturbed.
"Well of course. I can't speak to specifics because that would be a breach of their privacy, but no. You aren't the first person to be the size of a small mouse on my desk." Dr. Thompkins replied, hastily scrawling some notes onto her legal pad. She gave you a reassuring smile after the fact.
"Don't worry, no matter what happens you're perfectly safe, physically and emotionally. I won't let any harm come to you. We can explore this aspect of your psyche in any manner you find most comfortable." With that, Emma placed the pad and pen down on her desk somewhere behind you and carefully leaned in, her massive, pretty face looming over your tiny, naked form like a cliff face.
"Now, you signed a waiver allowing more intimate contact than someone in my position would normally be allowed, but I am going to ask for consent as often as is reasonable. Do I have your permission to..."
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