Not A Toy 072

Jenna fell the relatively short distance, but felt a sharp sting of pain as her rear end dropped onto the enormous water bottle and slid back, the teacher's head thrown against the lining of the bag. The formerly proud teacher now half naked, shrunk and wedged awkwardly in a woman's purse - her legs splayed over the magenta canister.

Maisie had crawled out from beneath the phone, which tipped onto its side once more - the pair's handiwork reduced to nothing in the blink of an eye.

"A-are you okay?" Asked Maisie, her tone was half concerned and half shocked at how Jenna had just been prodded back inside. Although, the graduate thought the woman's behaviour shouldn't come as a surprise anymore - not since she herself had been yanked from beneath a table and carried across the room upside down.

Jenna just groaned in response, her pride more injured than her body. One of her bare feet idly pressed against Maisie's shoulder. "That bitch..." Muttered the teacher, her eyes travelled upwards as a shadow loomed over the bag, which demanded Maisie's attention as well.

Sophie watched the tiny figures in her bag with a moment of delight, mentally taking note that the older one didn't seem greatly injured by her fall, but she definitely weighed a great deal less - a simple push of her finger had been all it took. The scientist focused and dropped the remnants of the shrink ray's handiwork into the bag, much to the shock of the occupants within. Sophie felt no need to explain herself, and so did this without ceremony.

Maisie looked up as the hand prepared to open. "H-hey! What are you..." The girl instinctively stepped back as she saw something tumble free of the giant woman's hand. 

Jenna's expression conveyed everything she wanted to say, but it was clear that the redheaded woman cared very little for the humiliations she inflicted on the shrunken pair. Awkwardly, she clambered to her feet as something fell from above. 

There were two very small objects which fell with purpose while another flopped gracelessly into the bag. Maisie's eyes caught sight of what was falling and her eyes went wide; they were the stools from the room! 

Jenna watched with intrigue as something red tumbled onto the water bottle. She was about to speak in protest and confusion when her voice was snatched from her mouth. 

No...

"What the fuck!" Jenna finally mustered.

That was her dress! Her dress! The half naked woman bent her knees and, with trepidation, lifted the garment from where it lay. That wasn't... Well, she was about to say it wasn't 'possible' but she knew better. Her fingers plucked up the sleeves and held the attire, her hands almost shaking with anger. It was so tiny! It looked like it was the perfect size for a doll! Which only made Jenna more aware of just how small both the thing in her hands and she was - the woman herself was roughly doll sized! Anger, confusion, humiliation, ran through her mind - that stranger could have at least made this outfit fit her new size! The thing in her hand was so small, was that how the stranger saw her and Maisie?

For herself, Maisie had missed the garment's reduction and instead bent down to lift one of the stools from the floor of the purse where it had landed unceremoniously. She lifted it with ease, like it was a toy. Memories of the afternoon played out in front of her - she had stood on something exactly like this to try and reach the doorknob! She remembered struggling to lift and pull one of these across the room - how had something so tiny ever represented freedom to her? It seemed like a silly joke.

Jenna was furious. Maisie was dumbfounded - which made them both unaware that Sophie was about to move.