Ivana

Out of School Suspension - Part 03

Added 2025-02-21 13:00:07 +0000 UTC

Iva glanced around the room, rage boiling in her eyes as she looked back to the younger woman. She squared her shoulders, straightening up, and freezing. Aubrey smirked, peering down her nose at the reduced woman. For what seemed a long time, the older woman stood in muted shock - disbelieving the bizarre revelations her senses fed her. Finally, Iva had to yield to their insane conclusion. “You—you made a—” Arching an eyebrow, Aubrey sneered at the ill-dressed woman. Iva’s face turned dark, flame’s burning behind her green eyes. “—you made a fucking shrink ray?!”

“Surprised?” Aubrey sang, bending forward. “Quite an impressive feat, huh?”

“T… you—undo that right now!”

“I’d rather not.” Aubrey giggled, pocketing the device. Iva’s voice was…tinny. It wavered like a leaf as Iva took in the situation. The process slowed, leaving the older woman about as tall as Aubrey. “You’re kind of cute like this.”

“That’s terribly inappropriate young lady.” Iva huffed, drawing her dress tight against her smaller frame. Aubrey smirked, taking in the sight. Iva’s pants were visible through the linen, but the now tiny woman wasn’t wearing a bra. “F-fix this right now and I’ll consider not having you expelled.”

Aubrey beamed, stepping forward. Leaning towards Iva the nineteen-year-old squeezed her hands together in front of her, giving her own bust a boost. Through her peripheral vision Aubrey could see the bridge of her bra peeking over the button of her blouse. “Surely you can do better than that.”

Iva huffed, flinching away from her. “Get your mind out of the gutter.”

Rolling her eyes, Aubrey groaned. “Ugh, YOU get your mind out of the gutter. I meant Maggie and Kate.” Tousling Iva’s hair, Aubrey circled the once towering woman, once again unsheathing her invention, and stalked to the leather portfolio she’d seen Iva use earlier. “Drop your petty censure, withdraw your accusation of plagiarism, and I’ll consider undoing—” Sweeping her device in a tight circle, wide enough to encircle the shrunken woman’s body, she continued. “—this.”

“If you think for one second I’m going to be pushed around by some snot nosed sophomore you have another—wait!” Flinching, Iva rocked back on one foot.