Kelly opened the door just in time to be struck with the beam. As the world grew around her, Kelly saw her little sister Megan firing the gun at her.
"Megan, hey stop!" Kelly cried.
Kelly soon found herself smaller than her 8-year-old sister and still shrinking. Megan let go of the trigger when Kelly was about the same size as a Barbie doll. Kelly looked around and made sure her clothes had shrunk with her.
"Megan, make me big again now!" Kelly demanded.
Megan pocketed the gun and stood in front of her tiny sister.
"Kelly, you're so tiny!" she giggled.
Megan bent down and picked up her shrunken sister.
"Hey, no. Megan put ME DOWN!" Kelly said.
Megan giggled at her tiny sister's demand.
"You look just like one of my Barbie dolls!" she said, brushing her sister's blond hair.
"No, Megan. I'm not a doll! I'm your big sister!" Kelly pleaded.
Megan ignored her sister's pleas and headed off to her room. Kelly held onto her sister's fist, trying not to get dizzy. Megan opened the door to her room, entered and shut the door.
It was your typical 8-year-old girl's room. Pink nearly everywhere, a nice Barbie doll collection and dollhouse, baby dolls and some stuffed animals.
"You never wanna play Barbies with me, Kelly. But now you can! You'll be the best Barbie ever!" Megan said.
Megan noticed her baby dolls as she sat in front of the dollhouse with Kelly in hand.
"Hey, I bet you'd make a good baby doll, too!" Megan giggled.
Kelly sighed...