Little Liko Gotta Catch ‘em Small! chapter 6 by TinyLesbo

While Ann pottered about in the bathroom, doing… whatever it was she was doing, suddenly Ann felt very small and vulnerable. Not to mention shafted.

First she opens up to Ann, despite her better judgement, but after only a few clumsy fumbles, she was essentially left at the altar. An awkward wetness pooling in those ‘restrictive’ panties Ann had complained about, just what was she supposed to do while she waited? Finish the job herself? How anticlimactic. 

Suddenly, things didn’t feel so form fitting . Her blazer was baggy at the shoulders, and her shirt was halfway down her thighs now. What was going on?

Her necklace was glowing bright, and and that glow was only getting brighter as the room around her seemed to get bigger.

”What the…?” Liko cried, clutching her increasingly baggy clothes. Disappearing into the neck hole of her shirt almost entirely, her necklace was a dead weight around her neck as she stumbled to her tiny feet.

Before her, all was massive. Her bed stretched on forever. The drop to the floor below looked about two storeys high. Her own skirt was pooling around her like a circus tent. 

She couldn’t have been more than a foot tall.