Mary marveled at her size once more. Feeling her self all over, as she wondered what to do next. She knew that getting bigger would make her extra sensitive, but would being smaller make her less so? Curiosity got the better of her, and she began to exhale...nothing happened. She guessed she could only inflate with her mouth, but how would she deflate? She rubbed her swollen belly, whilst she thought of what to do, and started to rub around her belly button. Without even realising, she poked her paw-finger in, and began to feel something. Looking around, everything started to get larger...no, she was getting smaller...she was deflating. Looking down to her belly, she pulled her finger out, and felt her body slowly even out, and stop deflating. At least she knew what to do now. She looked at herself, and guessed she was around seven feet tall still. But she wanted to be smaller, as even at this size she was bigger than normal. She pushed her finger back into her belly, and began to deflate further. She looked around, and wondered how small she could get? Though at the same time, she wonder how big she could get?
Looking at everything around her, and her body, she pulled her finger out again, and tried to guess how small she was. There was an old drainage pipe in the wall of the gas station which she guess to be about six inches tall. She could easily walk into it, and guessed she was only four inches in height. Her six breasts were still oversized, and she decided now was a good time to experiment. Rubbing them like she did before, they seemed just as sensitive as if she was normal size. Although being large made it better, being small made it no worse. She grinned happily, and wondered what she could do now. It wasn't late, but she felt like going back home. She'd have to reinflate herself first though...