Little Lana Gotta Catch ‘em Small! chapter 4 by TinyLesbo

At first, nothing happened. There was nowhere to run, so when a beam of light hit Lana in the chest, she almost saw it coming.

And when everything seemed perfectly normal afterwards, she had to admit she was surprised. But then she started feeling nauseous, and her stomach skyrocketed into her throat. Next thing she knew she was blinking away stars and holding onto a chair leg for balance.

That’s when she realised it was several times taller than her.

”What the?” She gasped.

”I say,” Faba adjusted his glasses. “That does count as matter compression, I suppose! Another Aether Success!”

”Success?!” Mallow’s voice boomed overhead, and Lana looked around to see her best friend’s knee crash into the floor next to her. Following the knee and meeting thigh, she exchanged a glance with every curve the teenager had, at point blank range.

”You better uncompress her right now, Faba!” Mallow carefully scooped Lana up, before loosing a flurry of punches with her free hand. “How’s she gonna be a Trial Captain like this?”

”I think she’s got more important issues,” Lillie chipped in. “Like how she’s going to do anything at her size. She’ll need someone to take care of her…”

Faba babbled out some sciencey nonsense, which led to both girls rounding on him immediately. Meanwhile Lana just sighed to herself.

Lillie was exactly right. She couldn’t do anything at this height. No pokemon training. No assessing other trainers as a Trial Captain. No looking after herself. Heck, eating and sleeping were a tall order at three inches tall.

Lana was going to need help, at least until the machine was fixed. The question was, who?