Not A Toy 111

It was working.

It worked.

Sophie was lost in that understanding. Of course, it wasn't a shock. She had living proof her device's functionality resting on her desk in the next room. It was one thing to passively witness the culmination of all your hard-earned efforts, but to experience them for yourself? That was something else entirely.

Her nightshirt sunk further on her frame, and by the same token the ties that held her hair began to loosen. Her bun sagged as her locks trickled down her head, with a practised motion she let her mane free, crimson cascading past her shoulders.

The hair tie fell to the floor, just as her own form pursued it slowly. The scientist could feel the process slowing, her body moving towards the designated height. Her body was tantalized by the experience, there was a quite ecstasy to it all, that took some teasing delight in her reduction.

There was so much emotion in this. Sophie could barely hold it all in her head.

The shrunken woman looked over herself. The nightshirt that had once teasingly caressed her fully sized figure now hid her shape largely from view. The outfit had become more and less daring all at once, her lower body was a picture of modesty, but the dress' plunging neckline plunged deeper than it ever had.

She left the device and her reflection behind, taking in the bedroom - it seemed cozier and more spacious in subtle ways. As she moved, the heavy fabric shifted and folded on her scaled down form.

Her bed looked as inviting as it ever had, and she was tempted to sink into it. Yet a thought waltzed in her mind, she wanted to see more.

Sophie had to admit to herself now. This wasn't data or information gathering, it was purely experiential.

Didn't she deserve that?

She moved through the room, coming to stand before the threshold. The door was...

Well, it was bigger.

The placement of the handle had shifted dramatically. Normally it rested around her belly button but now it sat closer to the center of her chest.

The shrunken scientist took a breath, slowly reaching out her hand. She knew that she had tonight. Why not try and enjoy herself at least for a moment?