New Wardrobe

The glass rang out as the stem clattered onto the marble countertop. Beaming Sabrina licked her tingling lips, "Whoo! That mixture has a zing, darling."

Lifting her phone, she strode through the muted hallway returning to the bedroom. With a few taps, she uploaded her latest selfie and slipped the phone into her robes pocket.

Her skin tingled, cooing to herself as she felt her fingers running along her forearm. "It may be in my head, but I think I can feel it working already."

Allison sat on the chair near the window, curled forward with her head resting on the back of her interlaced fingers. "I believe it, you do look different."

The blonde bounced her feet, her toned calves pulsing with each movement. The redhead twirled in place. Her robe shifting with the motion.

"I hope so, this photoshoot could restart my career!" Her head was spinning, and she had to steady herself with the wall. "Oof, you may have been right, no more Mimosas on an empty stomach."

Allison's eyes were locked on the redhead, Sabrina shivered, leaning against the wall. "What!? Don't stare at me like that."

Allison rose from her seat, stepping toward her. "Oh come on, I'm just fighting the urge to say I told you so." She drew close, and set her hands on her hips. "To be honest, I think you're in over your head here sweetie. You don't have to kill yourself for some silly modelling job."

Sabrina rolled her eyes, pressing her back against the wall. "It's my life, and you're not my mother." She felt her tummy warm, it felt light enough to lift her from the carpet.

"Oh I know, but I do think you need someone to look out for you all the same."

Sabrina clenched her arms tight around her waist, looking up into Allison's face. "You're wearing heels?"

Allison smirked looking down her nose. Sabrina shifted, placing her back against the wall, her robe rumpled as it slid up along the wall. "Nope, maybe my serums working extra fast." Sabrina felt cold, despite the fire surging through her. Her bare calves brushed along the wall and her breath began to race as she watch Allison's face rise towards the ceiling. "You've always wanted to be the centre of attention Brinny, from now on you have all the attention you crave."

"What do you mean!?"

Allison sneered, slipping between Sabrina and the bedroom door, hands still on her hip. "Tall models are out, even a beauty like you gets lost in the shuffle. I'm making sure that doesn't happen."

She nibbled on her lips. "But you said it would help me..."

"And it will. You'll be slim and small just like you wanted. And every photographer will want to work with you."

"You're shrinking me." Sabrina set her jaw, her calf sliding along the baseboard.

"Yes I am!" Allison clapped her hands before returning them to her hips. "And I know exactly what we're going to spend your advance on, an entire new wardrobe!"

Sabrina tottered unsteadily as she threw her robe to the floor. "What gives you the right? How dare you!" Her voice creaked as she looked up at her friend. She guessed she was merely waist high to Allison now, her little fists shook by her sides.

Allison giggled. "Umm, I'm bigger?" Her voice cackled. Sabrina's stomach dropped as she leaned against the door to her closet.

A creaking sound drew her attention as the rolling door began to give way, her leg buckled. The now tiny redhead twisted as she fell, crumbling to her knees in shock. She heard a steady drone as blood surged through her ears, drowning out the other sounds in her mow giant home.

"You gotta fix this!" She hissed. "Change me back!" She wanted to scream, but her voice was feint and soft.

She looked over her shoulder, Allison smirked down at her. "Sorry cutie. One way trip." She squatted down, reaching for the now ultra-petite model. "But don't worry..." She ran an enormous digit through her red hair. "I'll always be here to watch over you."