The shrunken pinkish woman with a massive nose on her face nodded. "Yeah, this feels so good" she said smiling and taking in a big sniff of the air.
"I can smell so much." she added.
"And you'll be able to smell so much more, Just gotta finish up" he said with more dust sprinkled over her. Her body began to shrink much faster and soon was only a few inches tall. He picked her up out of her oversized outfit.
"Clown Noses don't need clothes, now do they?" he asked, knowing her mind was also shifting too. Her arms and legs were starting to get smaller and pull into her body while her head was barely noticeable behind the big schnozz on her face.
"No, noses don't wear clothes. They are on a face" She giggled in a very squeaky small voice.
"Very good." He said.
Setting her down on the table he watched her body start to pull inwards and fold in on itself, and soon, just the big pink nose was left, looking like a rubbery version of a Mr. Potato Head accessory with feet sticking out the bottom and tiny hands flapping on the sides.
"Hmmm. Not quite the right shape for a clown nose. May I?"
"Mmmm, go. head." she squeaked, hardly able to speak anymore. He picked her up and began to roll her around in his palms as the form melted a bit and became malleable like putty. Soon she was a goofball sized orb of pink, with a small little hole in the back.
"Perfect. You are such a cute little nose. How do you like it?" he said. There was no response.
"Oh right, noses don't talk. Well best to put you away until we find you a face to go on" he said as he dropped the orb in his bag.
He then saw someone staring at him from across the room.