For one brief, glorious second, Kristen lifts you up with an enormous thumb and forefinger, which grip you firmly but delicately. You feel warm all over, and you'd shiver in anticipation, if you could shiver.
Unfortunately, Kristen just moves you aside so she can grab a pair of blue panties from underneath you. A few moments later, she shuts the drawer, and you're enclosed in darkness.
Well, crap.
You wait patiently, and decide finally that you shouldn't get too down. You know this plan can work, and it's just a matter of time before it does. In the meantime, you figure you'll find your way out of the drawer, and go see what you can do with Kristen's roommate Bethany. You've never really gotten along with Bethany -- you don't hate each other, but you don't really like each other either -- but she's easy on the eyes, and besides, your plans with Kristen are done, at least for the day.
First things first, though -- you need to transform yourself back to human form. This could be tricky, you realize, given that the gun seemed to transform with you. You close your eyes (metaphorically) and concentrate on the gun, concentrate on being you again, only four inches tall. Then, imagining you're holding the gun in your hand, you envision yourself pulling the trigger.