Claire knew she had to send someone inside to rescue Derek. His own family was out of the question though, since they were out and she didn't even want to know what they'd do to her if they ever found out. She then thought about Derek's best friend Johnny, but there was no way she was going to give another man access to her most private area. As she ran down the list of possible allies, she eventually landed on the most unlikely... Her own mother.

Claire gulped nervously and blushed a deep shade of crimson. This was so wrong on so many levels. But at the same time her own mother was her best bet to rescue her boyfriend. Explaining the situation would be another matter entirely and she was so not looking forward to that conversation. She would just have to shrink the woman and hope she kept things between them... And also hope Derek wasn't dead or pissed.

With a plan in mind Claire glanced down at her still moist womanhood and said a silent apology. She carefully got off Derek's bed and rummaged through his drawer for some clothes. She found an old Nirvana t-shirt and some shorts. She also slid on Derek's old flip flops and made sure to pocket the shrink ray.

She quickly made her way from Derek's home and prayed her rapid movements weren't making things worse for her boyfriend. In actuality her rapid movements were. Derek was tossed in every which direction as she ran home. His tiny body was jostled around so much across the sleek and soft landscape that he didn't know up from down anymore.

He still couldn't believe what had happened to him and the erratic motions of his girlfriend only begged the question, what the hell was she doing right now? Was she doing something else to get herself off? It was getting increasingly warm in her nether region. So warm in fact Derek could distinguish his own sweat from Claire's hardening cum.

If Claire was trying to scare him then she'd succeeded. He just hoped this newfound power trip she was on would end soon and she'd mount a rescue. He had no phone and no way to communicate. All he had was faith for whatever that was worth.

Back in the outside world, Claire had finally reached her front door. She was a mess. Out of breath and sweat. Her hair was disheveled and she was greedily trying to suck in air. She tried to turn the nob to her door, only to remember that Derek ate her outfit along with her keys. Come to think of it she lost her phone and wallet too. After dwelling on that for a second the blonde shook her head. She'd grill the shrunken boy about that after she rescued him.

She lifted the welcome matt slightly and grabbed the spare key. She hastily opened the locks to her front door and slammed it shut. She could hear noise coming from the kitchen and heard her mom call out to her. "Claire honey? Is that you?"

On instinct she replied. "Yeah."

"I didn't expect you back so soon. Did you and Derek have a good time?" Liz asked.

"Yeah, but he went somewhere and... Got lost." Claire answered.

"Lost? What do you mean?" Liz questioned as she continued to wash dishes. Claire began to sweat even more as she pulled out the shrink ray and slowly head towards the kitchen.

"I mean he took a trip." Claire lied. She could hear her heart beating.

"Oh. Okay then." with her back turned Claire finally cut the corner and saw her mom was completely distracted. She didn't want to do this. But had no choice. If she didn't Derek could be lost forever or worse... DIE!

Claire took aim, her hands trembling.

Her breathing increased.

She shut her eyes...

...And fired.





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