"We need to get her out of here and back to my house," said Jon.
"No fucking way!" squeaked Sarah's tiny head as her body tried to make a break for the door.
Thinking fast, Jon unplugged the bottle and splashed a bit of the liquid in the direction of Sarah's legs. Unfortunately, he aimed just a bit too high and the liquid splashed the lower part of Sarah's cheerleader skirt instead. There was a tightening sound as the skirt grew taught against her shapely hips and then tore right off, shrinking down to the size of a small napkin.
Now Sarah's body stood there in a red thong, still trying to make it to the door. As she reached for the handle, Jon's next aim was truer, splashing both of her arms, instantly turning them into doll parts that hung off her shoulders, ineffectively reaching in the direction of the door.
Karyn, meanwhile, made of tackle in Sarah's direction, forcing the body -- which was now primarily legs and a torso -- to the ground. A few quick drops later and Sarah's long, shapely legs were tiny, flailing bits, smaller than Jon's fingers.
"This feels so creepy," said Jon looking down at the girl's body and trying to ignore her tiny screaming head, "Can you do the rest?"
"With pleasure," said Karyn, flipping Sarah over and applying a few drops to her backside and, rolling her again, a few down the instead of her underwear.
Jon turned to look away, feeling strangely bashful and more than a little turned on. He could actually hear the shrinking happening behind him.
"Almost done!" Karyn beamed, "and then we'll... uh oh."
"Uh oh?" said Jon, turning around.
Karyn was holding the bottle upside down, but there wasn't a drop left in it. There, on the floor, was Sarah, newly miniaturized, save one important feature. Despite having a body the size of an action figure, here breasts were still their more-than generous old selves, each one winding up more than double the size of the rest of her entire body.
"Whoops," said Karyn, still unable to hide a smirk.
"Actually," said Jon, "This gives me an idea."
