Well, Mike sure went and fucked that up. The surprise force of the beam from the gun has knocked the gun out of his hand and onto the shelf above his desk. While normally that would be fine, having just shrunk himself down to two inches tall, the gun now sits at least fifty feet above him, with absolutely no way to climb up there. He takes a second to figure out what’s going on, and concludes he’s pretty well fucked.
The girls aren't half as dumb as he is, and they figure out what happened pretty much right away. "Are you INSANE?!?" says Cathy, as she strides towards him. Kelly's not far behind her, and she smacks Mike in the face. Hard. Despite their timid attitude before, or maybe because of it, they seem to have no problems going after him now. Almost before he knows it, they're fully on top of him, clawing and hitting him and screaming every name in the book. He’s stronger than either of them Individually, but the two of them together are too much for one guy to handle.
So here he is, two inches tall, getting his ass kicked by two banshees who know full well he wasabout to make them his little pets and sex slaves, while the only means for any of them to fix your predicament is well beyond their reach, probably for good. Could things get any worse?
"I'M SORRY... ARE YOU *SQUEAKING*?!" Mike turns in horror to see his door opening up and his bitch roommate Megan stroll in. At first, Mike had been thrilled that his college allowed men and women to be assigned to share suites with each other, although in separate rooms of course. It was even better when he saw Megan with her jet-black hair, hourglass figure, and perfect chest. Unfortunately, Megan turned out to be one of the most unpleasant people he’d ever met.
At his current size, she's simply stunning, in more ways than one. She was always hot, but now every feature is accentuated by her absolute size. She towers over Mike like a literal goddess, with his position on the desk roughly at the height of her pussy. He feels immediately and in his core that Megan could crush and destroy him in a million different ways, and she probably would. She is truly jaw-dropping.
Fortunately, she's looking around in confusion, since no one seems to be in the room. And just as fortunately, the girls have shut up as well.
Mike turns behind him and see a stick of deodorant. He decides his only hope is to run for it. He quickly makes eye contact with Kelly and Cathy, and then looks back towards the giant hygiene product. It'll be tough for all three of them to make it back without his giant roommate seeing them, but it's their only shot.