I Wasn't Supposed To SHRINK 001

You may recognize this as a variation of another story I have on DeviantArt (where her breasts and butt keep expanding). I thought it would be neat to explore two different ways this could have gone with the same character. Enjoy!

Story:

Katie had just started a new job as an office coordinator for a small, but respectful, consulting company. While she believed in hard work and great skills, she didn't deny the fact that her killer looks and body helped play a role in her hiring, and she was going to use it as a "skill" during these social gatherings and future promotion considerations.

She had only been here for a month and was already making connections. She dressed professionally at work, but with just enough sexiness to give her that upper edge. However, today, was her first happy hour with them. Not only would most of the leadership be there, but other office coordinators from various locations would be too. All but 1 were women, and she wanted to stand out. She had met them once before on a zoom call, and she could tell she would have some stiff competition in the looks department.

For tonight, she kept it simple. A pair of black heels, and a white and brown-ish plaid dress that exposed her upper back and cleavage. She worked hard on maintaining her body shape and skin. However, what she really wanted was larger breasts and a bigger butt. While she did work her glutes, it isn't going to make them as big as she wanted them to be. Even with her small humps, she made it work, but she wished they were just A BIT bigger, especially with her new competition from the ladies at the other offices.

So tonight, she had a new trick up her sleeve. A new drug that was supposed to help. Its job was to enhance your breasts and butt just a little. It makes them seem fuller, exactly what she needed.

She got to the bar early, and she went into the bathroom, and gave herself a final once-over to ensure she had the look she wanted. She pulled the pill out of her clutch, took it, and filled a small cup of water at the sink to take with the pill. It could take some time to kick in, from a few minutes to as much as an hour. She went back out and took a seat by herself, waiting for others to arrive. As she saw some of her coworkers come in, she felt... something going on. Some kind of tingle. It must have been working! Excited, she made her way over to them, acting like she had just gotten there.

As she socialized and others continued coming in to join their group, she felt something going on, but it didn't feel as she would expect it. Her intentionally tight dress almost felt... looser, which didn't make sense. Since she wasn't really sure how it worked, she continued socializing. After about 2 hours, she started to feel more of a tingle, much stronger than before. As she listened to fellow co-workers talk in their group, she looked down and visibly started seeing her dress... get bigger, and looser. In fact, her boobs were barely pressing against the material, threatening to expose themselves to her co-workers. She could feel the material shifting around her, sliding... like it was... growing. It finally dawned on her that the dress wasn't getting bigger. Where she sat, her feet began rising off the ground, and out of her heels. Nothing was growing, she was shrinking!

As she continued listening and talking with others, she could tell it wasn't stopping. She could also tell from her co-workers looks that they noticed something was off too. Once she noticed this she immediately got up and excused herself to the restroom. As she made her way into the bathroom, she checked all the stalls. No one was in there. She then presented herself in front of the full-length mirror of the bathroom once-more.

"What the fuck is happening to me?!?" she said out loud to herself, her eyes starting to water up, as she visibly saw how big the dress was on her. The once tight dress was now a frumpy mess. The dress was at her knees and falling. As she attempted to cover one of her breasts with her hand and the dress, the other slipped out as she raised her hand to her mouth in disbelief, with part of the dress slipping down her shoulder, which could no longer hang onto the dress correctly. The once intentionally loose sleeves were now enormous, her hips could probably fit through them at this point.

Suddenly, she felt material falling down between her legs. It was her panties that could no longer stay on her hips as she continued to slowly shrink in front of the mirror. As she looked down at her panties, she saw her heels. Her feet no longer filled them, with a huge gap at the back. It looked as though she was a kid that raided her mom's closet to try on heels. She wondered if she could even walk in them at this point.

She pulled out her phone from her clutch and tried texting the support number from the manufacture of the pill, but they were slow to respond. As she stood there, she continued observing herself, reducing further and further into the dress.

"Oh god, oh god, oh god this can't be happening..." she thought to herself, as she started to cry more. She couldn't let ANYONE see her like this, let alone her co-workers and competition. She had nothing else to wear, and her body continued to get smaller and smaller as she stood in front of the mirror, the dress fitting less and less as the seconds passed.

She knew she had to do something. If she continued getting smaller and she waited, she may not even have a dress to wear. And she MUST make sure her co-workers don't see her like this.

She had to get out of this bar... NOW.