Samantha walked into her room, her platforms sinking into the carpet with each step. She was going to walk straight to her dresser but paused in front of the mirror hanging from her closet door.
"Oh my!" she said, putting a dainty hand over her mouth as she got a good look at herself. Sam was the picture of over the top girlishness.
Her five-inch platform sneakers had switched to Mary Janes and had gone completely white, straps across the tops holding her feet snugly inside. Pink ribbon bows adorned her ankles, and her striped socks had grown tall enough to sit above her skirt's hemline.
Or was it the other way around. Samantha though, peering closer and tapping her lips with a small finger. Her puffy skirt and the petticoat beneath it might have grown a bit longer and wider since her last bubble, stopping around her knees.
Moving up, her sweater had changed drastically, losing its stripes and colors to become uniformly lavender as it shrunk in size and softened in texture to become a cardigan. It was cinched at the collar by a small lavender ribbon, the middle having opened up to reveal the blouse that had grown underneath it. The puffy white shirt shone in the light, a wide and lacy Peter Pan collar sticking out from the cardigan's collar, with complementary lace ringing the cuffs of the sleeves where they popped out from her cardigan.
Her face was gorgeous, her lips luscious with a pink coloring to match her skirt and angelic features. A smattering of freckles were brushed cutely across the bridge of her dainty nose. Her eyes seemed to be the main attraction though. They were larger that her normal eyes, giving her a striking visage, and the blue of her irises shone out even brighter than before, with a cuteness that was sure to draw in many. Her eyelashes seemed impossibly thick, flapping invitingly whenever she blinked.
Samantha's hair extended down below her bustline, the pink tresses having gained more volume than Samantha thought was natural. More clips and even some bows had appeared throughout her hair, all leading to the pastel yellow hairband with a similarly colored bow at the center of her crown.
She spent a minute playing with her silken locks, absentmindedly twirling her fingers among the strands. She was shaken from her reverie by the sounds of Amy and Lina talking out in the living area.
Right. She thought to herself. Amy needs clothes. She clomped over to her dresser in her platforms, opening a few drawers and pulling out some loose exercise shorts and a shirt that would fit the frame of the diminished horse girl on her couch. A part of her thought her clothes looked too drab now, like they were missing the color and lace that adorned her new form.
She floated back into the living area to see Amy and Lina talking on the couch. Amy still looked a little uncomfortable, clutching her stomach with one arm.
"Here you go!" said Samantha more sweetly than she had intended as she gracefully placed the clothing on Amy's lap, her skirts fluttering as she bent over.
"Theei-anks, Sammy" said Amy, "bathroom?"
"No problem!" continued Samantha in her sweet voice, unconsciously dipping into a light curtsey, "First door on the left!"
As the horse girl clopped off to change, Samantha and Lina spent a good few minutes looking over the many things they had bought from the store.
"I almost didn't noo-ooh-otice just how much we grabbed in there," said Lina in awe at the array of candies, clothing, potions, and other artifacts in front of her ape-like face.
"We're gonna have so much fun!!!" said Samantha in that high voice she couldn't seem to stop using.
Moments later Amy came back, her new clothes thankfully not in danger of falling off of her normalized frame. "Stiiehhll not feeling great" she whinnied, "think I might call it for today and go rest."
"No worries" said Lina, hopping up onto her monkey feet, "I'll head out with you. You mind keeping the magic stuff here Sammy?"
"Not at all!" the girly girl said excitedly, clasping her hands in front of her "No one will be around to mess with anything, and we can all come here after our classes tomorrow!"
"Greeiigheat" chuffed Amy, grimacing slightly as her gut rumbled uncomfortably. She looked at Lina, "Let's get going."
Samantha showed them to the door and closed up behind them as they left. Humming softly to herself, she walked back to her room, sat down on bed and began undoing the straps of her platforms. She finally shimmied them off and let them fall to the floor with soft thuds.
"Aahhhh" she said in relief, wiggling her dainty toes beneath her cute socks. Sitting up, she realized that without the platforms, her feet no longer touched the floor when she dangled them over the edge.
"That's so cool!" she giggled to herself, scrunching her toes in delight. She hopped down from the bed and wavered for a second, getting used to her extremely reduced size. Everything in the room seemed so much taller now!
Samantha wondered she should do next. There was a treasure trove of magical items on her coffee table in the next room, but it was getting late, and she was feeling worn out by the excitement of the day.