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The Incredible Shrinking Antenna
pinkUZI writes "NYTimes ran an article yesterday about a new material, created by a general manager at Integral Technologies, that would enable use of the plastic mold of a cell phone as its Antenna. Pretty neat, as it actually increases the size of the antenna while decreasing the footprint."
...will be less obvious when u call home to kiss your mommy's fat, walmart ass.
"Wh ... what are you talking about," Karen finally stammered, watching Kelly play with
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the medallion's chain.
"Oh please, Karen!" Kelly shot back disdainfully. "Let's not play the astonished
innocent anymore." As if to reinforce her point, Karen shrank another inch.
"Kelly, give me the medallion." Karen stretched desperately, but was too short to reach
Kelly's raised hand. "You don't know
"What I'm doing?" Her tall tormentor interrupted, still dangling the artifact playfully just
out of reach. "Hmmm, let's see." Another inch disappeared. "Why, I think I know
exactly what I'm doing, don't you? I mean, you're proof of that. And I can tell you I've
never had such fun. I never thought about shrinking people before, but now that I have
it's awesome! Did you see how darling Gina looked at five feet tall?"
"You did that?" Karen gasped.
"Of course. Why? Were you planning it, too?" She smiled conspiratorially. "Why,
Karen, I never would have guessed. Hidden darkness, I guess. Yeah, I always thought
she looked like a cheerleader anyway, and with her youthful face and that cute little body
I gave her, everyone will assume she's in high school again. I'd love to see her face
when she keeps getting carded tonight, or when she finds out her clothes at home fit just
as badly."
As Kelly mused, Karen thought she had a chance to surprise her, and made a sudden leap,
nearly snagging the medallion as hoped. Unfortunately, Kelly lifted it just in time, and
Karen lost her footing as she flailed coming down, ending up sprawled awkwardly at
Kelly's feet. Her position reminded her that she'd lost her skirt, and she used her
oversize shirt to quickly cover up.
Kelly glared down at her, her eyes flashing angrily.
"OK, Karen, that'll cost you
Karen felt the tingle as she stood and collected herself, and now found herself staring at
the underside of Kelly's breasts where they pushed her blouse out tautly. They were
beginning to take on impressive dimensions to her increasingly reduced perspective, and
she caught herself staring before collecting herself. She had to back up a step to see
Kelly's face clearly, and the cold expression there did nothing to reassure her.
"Try it again, and I'll take twelve," Kelly warned.
Karen tried to restore her equanimity and dignity, picking up her skirt to recover herself,
but it was now so loose, it wouldn't stay on her hips.
"Don't bother," Kelly laughed, seeming to warm up again at seeing Karen's frustration.
"Your shirt and jacket fit you like a dress now anyway. And it's not like I'm trying to
sneak a peek." She clucked her tongue disapprovingly. "Besides, it's your own fault -
shrinking people but not their clothes. Kinky. Didn't know you had it in you."
Another tingle. Karen was at mid abdomen level now.
"Kelly, what are you doing?" she asked urgently, her voice definitely creeping up in
pitch. Her jacket sleeves went well past her hands, and she absently kept pulling them
back up. Her shirt did fall to mid thigh level now, making her skirt superfluous, and
helping to hide her pantyhose which were beginning to wrinkle on much thinner and
shorter legs, the toe ends flopping under her feet as she moved.
Kelly watched her fidget with her oversized clothes in obvious delight.
"Just having a little fun, Karen," she teased. "Haven't you ever wanted to have a little
fun?"
Karen just groaned (as did any long term readers).
"You're so short now," Kelly said appraisingly. "Most anybody would assume you were
a kid, especially with those baggy clothes hiding your figure." She laughed. "Of course,
there's not as much to hide now, is there? How about it, Karen? That bra feeling pretty
empty yet?"
Karen shrugged to readjust her clothes without being too obvious. Her bra was indeed
slipping over her too small chest, but she had no intention of admitting it for Kelly's
amusement. Instead, she craned her neck to look Kelly steadily in the eye.
"Why?" she finally asked.
"Whoa. There's an open-ended question," Kelly replied thoughtfully. "You mean, why
do THIS?" Karen shrank another few inches, probably nearing three feet based on her
near eye level with Kelly's waist. Karen could tell her pantyhose and panties were barely
holding on now.
"Hell, that's easy," Kelly continued. "This is fun. A major rush. I had no idea. But, of
course, you did, didn't you?"
Karen tried to look uncomprehending.
"I said lay off the innocent routine," Kelly voice hardened in reminder. "I watched
everything while you and your friend had lunch. Everything."
Now Karen's surprise was genuine.
"I see I'll have to explain," Kelly decided. "I guess I owe you that much. A way to
thank you for this incredible medallion." She sat on Karen's desk, her shapely legs
exposed as her dress rode up, beautiful, toned, and majestic, powerful and dominating to
Karen's perspective, and all the more obvious since they were at eye level. Karen
swallowed hard, trying not to stare at the way the stockings stretched around her
seemingly massive thighs. Kelly seemed to notice her attention, but just pointed to her
chair. "Sit down, Karen. I don't want any more ill-judged surprise attempts to get this
back."
Karen found she actually had to climb and swing a leg up to get into her chair. She
turned and sat to find Kelly watching her appreciatively.
"That is so cool," the brown-haired beauty commented. "Seeing you climb up like a little
kid, the loose clothes. Awesome."
Karen tried to preserve her dignity by drawing her overcoat-sized jacket around her body.
"You were saying?" she asked archly.
"Oh, yeah. I've kept my eye on you since the day you cast that spell on me."
"What? I
"Don't bother to deny it. It didn't register at first, since you had it cloaked so well, but I
knew something was going on. That tell-tale tingle, and my clothes not fitting right.
What was it - some early experiments with this medallion?"
"Um, yeah," Karen lied, not wanting to reveal any information about her age control
magic. Despite Kelly's proclaimed awareness, it was obvious she only had a limited idea
of what had happened. Thank goodness.
"Knew it," Kelly said as though congratulating herself. "Anyway, never try to hex a
witch, honey. At least when you're obviously just learning."
Karen's eyes went wide.
"That's right," Kelly laughed. "I'm a witch, and a considerably more advanced one
based on what I've seen from you. How else did you think I could play so easily with
your little bauble here, huh?" She twirled the medallion on its chain, and Karen shrank
another two inches. "But it's not yours, is it?" she continued, pursing her lips
thoughtfully. "First of all - no offense, darling, but you couldn't light a match without
striking it, could you?"
Karen shook her head.
"And you don't even recognize that as an insult," Kelly decided, shaking her head in
wonder. "You haven't had any training at all, have you?"
Another reluctant head shake. Something in Kelly's tone left her chilled.
"No wonder you went down so easily when I slammed you with that stun spell."
"You
"That was me. I'm afraid I overdid it - you were out for several minutes, and I bet you
had a hell of a headache - but I didn't know what counterspells you might have, and I had
to make sure I could get my hands on this." She again dangled the medallion. "After
seeing you and your friend - Lisa I believe I heard you call her? - use it, I could tell how
powerful it was and simply had to have it. I decided now was as good a time as any to
make my move." She laughed again at Karen's amazed expression. "I told you back
when you spelled me that we needed to talk."
Karen's heart and hopes, meanwhile, had jumped at Lisa's name. Lisa was due to show
up here imminently . When she saw what happened
Perfect. Kelly would never know what hit her. She just needed to stall and keep Kelly
occupied until Lisa could rescue her.
"So, you just took it?" Karen accused, wishing her voice didn't sound so high and shrill.
"Is that how a powerful sorceress operates - stealing from friends?"
Kelly's face clouded briefly, and Karen shrank several inches in response. She was
almost lost in her jacket now.
"All's fair," Kelly finally returned. "A little know-nothing like you shouldn't be allowed
to walk around with something this powerful anyway. Now, your friend - she might be
somebody to reckon with." She unexpectedly looked at her watch. "Speaking of which,
Lisa should be showing up any minute now, shouldn't she?" Karen's jaw dropped, and
Kelly smiled smugly. Hope you don't mind. I used a little augmentation spell to listen in
on your conversation earlier."
Karen's hopes crashed, and she reacted in desperation by lunging again, leaping from her
chair with surprising speed and force for her size. Unfortunately, Kelly seemed to have
anticipated the move, and stood quickly, smoothly sidestepping her small attacker,
allowing Karen to end up on the floor again, tangled in her oversize clothes. Even as
Karen scrambled back up, she felt the tingle.
Hopelessly, she looked up into Kelly's expanding face, her natural eye level falling
quickly from pelvis to thigh to just above the knee. Her jacket hung mostly on the floor
now, and she shrugged it off as a hindrance, her watch slipping of her hand as she did so.
As she shrank under two feet, even the elastic waist of her pantyhose became slack, and
the drooping stockings seemed to sigh as they finally slid down her legs into a puddle on
the carpet, followed almost immediately by her panties.
"Nooo!" she shrilled, clutching her slipping, sheet-sized shirt as a last grasp on her
modesty. Her bra hung uselessly beneath it, the cups too wide and low to stay over her
plum-sized and still shrinking breasts. She could feel her nipples, coolly erect, brush
along her smooth shirt as she shrank. Her wedding ring slipped over her finger when she
shifted her hand, rolling unseen beneath her desk. To her despair, she passed knee level
and still shrank, although more slowly.
Kelly watched in amazement. "This is so fucking incredible," she breathed. "I didn't
dare shrink anyone like this before." A smile. "Though it was a rush to shrink the guys
so I was the tallest person in the office." Kelly was five-nine, but wore two inch heels,
which put her on equal footing with most men anyway. "You should have seen them
when they tried to hit on me and found themselves looking up. Delicious. You could just
see the confusion on their dear little faces. Poor Chuck got a double dose when he
switched to Gina, not to mention a little extra shrinking attention focused
can guess." She laughed again. "Won't their wives and girlfriends be surprised?"
"You can't do this!" Karen yelled, finding she had to shout to approximate normal voice
volume. "People will notice, and
"And what?" Kelly smirked. "Call the police to report stolen inches? Call their local
witch doctor? 'There must be an unlicensed sorceress working the office.' Please! But
don't you worry your pretty little head." She reached down to pat Karen
condescendingly. "I only took one or two inches from most people. They won't notice -
or will at least pretend not to. No guy is going to admit he's shorter, even when he finds
himself looking up at his wife when she wears heels. It would bruise his precious male
ego. Even Gina was finding a way to blame her clothes."
By now, Karen was past mid shin level, under a foot in height, and worrying if Kelly was
ever going to stop this time. Her shirt was taking on the proportions of a tent, and only
her hands kept the collar from slipping over her tiny body. Her bra lay at her feet,
forgotten and useless, discarded when the thick straps began to tangle her arms,
impossible to keep over her narrow shoulders. She shuddered involuntarily, and not from
the cool air around her almost naked skin. She had never been this small before, and the
times she had shrunk had been with her husband and best friend, in a warm and protected
environment. She felt far more naked now, despite her ballooning shirt, than she ever had
when nude with them. Kelly's size had become overwhelming, and yes, frightening, as
Karen realized she was literally small enough to be stepped on - and Kelly's heels had
never looked so high and hard. Karen felt panic building inside her that she hadn't really
experienced since the first time she had started shrinking without apparent explanation.
And though the cause was obvious this time, it did nothing to reassure her. She was
effectively helpless, and at the mercy of a giantess who was both causing and reveling in
her plight. The size difference was so extreme, it was even becoming hard to remember
they were both women, and had been virtually the same size mere hours ago, as Kelly
took on terrifying proportions. Now when she dared to look up, she found the hem of
Kelly's skirt filling her vision, with tree sized legs disappearing beneath it. How small
was she going to get?
As though in answer, the tingling stopped. Kelly leaned over, bringing her huge upper
body into clear view again. She licked her lips, parting a mouth big enough to swallow
Karen whole, and looked appreciatively at her victim cowering in her tent-shirt.
"There's my new little doll," she cooed, reaching a hand as wide as Karen was tall
ponderously towards her.
Karen lost what was left of her self control at the sight, the enormity of her shrinking
hitting home. "Noo!" she squeaked, forgetting her modesty and letting the shirt drop
around her as the giantess grabbed at her, leaving Kelly with a hand full of empty fabric.
Naked, she ran towards her desk, hoping to shelter beneath it. Too late. The five-digit
monster closed around her legs and body, squeezing her breathless. She beat frantically
at the top finger, as she was suddenly whisked what felt like 50 feet into the air.
"Now, now," Kelly scolded, her voice booming to Karen's tiny ears at this close range.
"No hiding. Or I might have to shrink you even more as punishment."
Karen gasped, barely able to move air through her constricted chest. She hammered with
all her might at Kelly's finger. Kelly saw her distress, and guessed correctly, loosening
her grip. But what astounded her were the light taps she barely felt from Karen's fists.
"Wow. You were really hitting me as hard as you could, weren't you? And it was, like,
nothing. You're so weak - like a little bird. Amazing." A cruel smile. "And fragile, too,
I bet. Whatta you think, Karen - shall I squeeze a little harder?"
Karen had finally caught her breath, and with it her spirit.
"You bitch!" she shrieked, wishing she didn't sound like Minnie Mouse.
"No, dear, I said WITCH," Kelly corrected her, tightening her fist slightly to drive the
point home. "And I think you've earned a time out."
Karen felt herself falling, as though on a roller coaster, as Kelly returned her to the floor.
She went sprawling once more, her tiny, naked bum flashing seductively, as Kelly
dropped her the last couple of inches. Almost instantly, she was on her feet and ready to
run, only to stop in horror as some gigantic, dark shape appeared above her and fell, too
large and fast to evade. Seconds later, black walls had descended around her, leaving her
trapped and in pitch darkness.
"Help!" she screamed, beating on the thick metal walls uselessly, echoes ringing in her
ears. "Damn it! Let me out! Kelly! LISA! Help!"
Kelly watched the overturned wastebasket speculatively, hearing the faint drumming of
Karen's blows. Satisfied as to its security, she gathered up the clothes and shoes so
recently lost in such a delightful manner, bundled them loosely and tossed them beneath
the desk. She then sat down to wait, kissing the medallion theatrically.
Now for Lisa.