While her roommates had been casually chatting amongst themselves, Michelle had been sitting on the end of the futon quietly sipping on her glass of wine. "How? How do I get skinny like those two?" Michelle asked herself as her eyes bounced from Meg's long skinny legs, to Ryanne's slender arms. "Like Ryanne, Adam and Jobe could still change me... But like how? How do I do it without sounding totes weird?.."
"Earth to Michelle." Ryanne's words snapped Michelle out of her mental debate. "Toss me my hoodie." Ryanne said pointing at the zip-up hoodie that was laying across the top of the futon behind Michelle.
"O... Yeah... Sure... Sorry..." Michelle said reaching behind her and grabbing the grey hoodie. "It's an XS..." Michelle thought looking at the tag. "Wait! I've got it!" Michelle held the tiny hoodie up in front of her buxom chest. "Ryanne, what do you think of my costume? Next year I'm gonna go as you for Halloween." Michelle said in a cheeky tone. "Gawd I hope this works!"
"Funny." Ryanne said in a rather blunt manor. "Can I have my hoodie now? I'm freezing over here."
"Not until you tell me how I can improve my costume." Michelle teased.
"Okay smart ass. Why don't you lose a hundred and fifty pounds, and then you might be able to fit into that hoodie." Ryanne said popping up from the futon.
"Calm down. Like I'm just fucking with you." Michelle said tossing the hoodie to Ryanne. A few seconds later Michelle's entire body felt warm and tingly. "Like it worked!" Michelle screamed in her head. "I knew I could get her to be bitchy!" Michelle thought as her warm tingly body began to feel oddly tight, like the air around her was constricting her body. "I wonder how skinny I'll be?" Michelle glanced down at her still colossal cleavage. "Ryanne said one hundred and fifty pounds right?.." Ryanne's comment briefly echoed throughout Michelle's psyche. "Like wait... One hundred and fifty pounds is a lot..." A memory of the last time she weighed herself popped into her head. "Two hundred forty eight... Woah! Wait! Like I'm gonna be too skinny... Two hundred fifty minus one hundred fifty is... is one hundred! But I was two forty eight... So that means I'm gonna weigh less than one hundred pounds! LIKE CRAP!" Michelle glanced over to her friends that were still casually chatting. "O my gawd." Michelle glanced down at her hand holding her glass of wine. "My fingers!" Michelle's eyes immediately darted back to her deflating cleavage. "MY BOOBIES!" Michelle wanted to run to the full length mirror in her room, but she stayed still on the futon while her body continued to shed mass. "Like stay calm... Don't panic.."
"Ugh... I'm burning up!" Michelle's body now felt like it was on fire as her excess mass was being burned off. "Gawd... It's so hawt in here..." Michelle glanced back to her friends and then back down to her dwindling body. "My jumpsuit is changing color!" Michelle was shocked to see her blue jumpsuit turn black as the fabric morphed from cotton to spandex. A low hanging red belt appeared around her waist and the neckline of the jumpsuit began to creep lower and lower. Within seconds the neckline had dipped so low that Michelle could see her own belly button. "What happened.... Wait! Who am I now?!?!" She asked herself as her body continued to burn off body fat. "WAIT! Molotov Cocktease!" Michelle announced in her psyche. "Ooo!" Michelle internally gasp when the burning sensation and tightness suddenly disappeared. "It must be over!" Michelle thought as she studied her extremely petite body. "Well I've still got boobies..." Michelle's small breasts still looked somewhat sizable on her tiny frame. "So like, I guess that's good... But I feel so... So skinny and small..." In her mind a picture of her scale came into focus. "I'm ninety eight pounds now. No way! That's too small...But?" Michelle continued to study her slender body. "Shouldn't I look like a skeleton now? Like, I'm skinny... But I'm not anorexic... What gives?"
"Michelle. Yo, Michelle." Millie said waving her hand in front of Michelle's face. "Let's get one more picture of the three of us before we ditch the costumes."
Michelle looked back over at Millie, Jobe, Ryanne, Adam, and Meg who was still stretched out on the floor. "They all look the same..." Michelle popped up from the futon. "Um, sure okay." She said as Ryanne tossed Meg her phone. "Where are we taking it?"
"Let's do it in front of the door." Ryanne said motioning for Millie and Michelle to follow.
Michelle followed her two roommates over to the door and took her place between them. "This seems weird..." She thought as Millie slung her arm around Michelle's tiny waist. Michelle glanced over and up at Ryanne who was on the other side of her. "What is it?.." Michelle thought looking back to Meg who was getting ready to take their picture. "HOLY CRAP! Meg is a giant now!"
"Good thing you've got heels on shortie." Millie giggled and tightening her grip on Michelle's waist.
Then it all clicked in Michelle's head. "LIKE I SHRUNK?!?! O my gawd! How tall am I?" Michelle looked up at Meg when she heard a click. "I'm four ten? No! four eleven!" Michelle thought instinctively rounding her height up.
"Smile Michelle." Meg said snapping a couple more pictures of the trio. "I think we're good." She said walking over to the trio. "How do these look?" Meg handed Ryanne her phone back.
"Holy shit I am tiny!" Michelle was shocked to see how short and petite she was now compared to Millie and Ryanne. "But damn do I look cute! I'm a little spinner!" Her shock and awe immediately morphed into a sense of pride as she studied her petite body. "Like, who cares if I don't have giant boobs anymore... Or if I'm short... Or if I get mistaken for being a high schooler... ugh, okay that is totes annoying... But other than that, I'm totally a cutie!!!"
"Alright Michelle, you want us to get one for your insta?" Millie asked as Jobe handed Millie her phone.
"Totes!" Michelle said as she hurried back over to the door and hit a series of flirty poses, whilst Millie snapped pictures of her.
"You know there's more to life than social media." Ryanne said as she poured herself another glass of wine. "What are you going to do when the real world catches up to you?"
"Umm..." Michelle's joyous mood was suddenly muted by the cold reality of the real world.
Ryanne walked over to Michelle and put her arm over Michelle's shoulders. "You know I love you babe, but life is more than just social media. You are more than just clicks and likes." Ryanne took a drink of wine. "You're a human being. You have feelings. You have emotions. You have self worth. You get me? Don't take your eye off the ball just because you've had a couple drinks, and for the love of god don't let Trixie out."
"Ryanne give her a break." Millie said trying to lighten the mood. "She looks cute in her costume, let her have this one."
"Yeah lighten up on her." Adam said sitting back down on the futon with a full glass of wine. "Now get you cute butt back over here, I love this episode."
Ryanne rolled her eyes and headed back over to the futon. "I'll send them to you." Millie said to Michelle as she headed back over to the other futon where Jobe still sat.
"Don't let her get you down." Meg said walking over to Michelle and placing her hand on Meg's petite shoulder. "I wish I looked as cute as you do." She said trying to cheer up her short friend.
Michelle wrapped her arms around Meg's trim waist let her head rest against Meg's ribs. "You're such a good friend babe. And you are totes cute! Guys are just intimidated by your brain. Heck, I wish I was as smart as you were." Michelle said tightening her grip on Meg's waist.
