“Hey, uh... can you change non-organic matter?”
“Sure can!” Tiffany chuckled. “As long as you don’t ask me to do anything really really crazy. I can’t perform really huge changes without a range extension kit.”
“No, no,” Kris stood up from his bed, considering. He settled on the worn out desk and chair near the window and blinked. “Do you see the desk?”
“I dooo.” Tiffany moaned. “What do you want me to do to it?”
“Can... you shrink the whole thing?”
“You want me to shrink the desk in size?” Tiffany almost chuckled. “Sure, baby, I can do that. How small would you like it?”
“Oh, uh... 1:12 scale.”
“Oohh, somebody is into size.” Tiffany giggled. “I see what’s going on here. Sure, lover, I can shrink your desk to 1:12 scale.”
“Okay...” Chris whispered, wide eyed.
“Our first change! How exciting! Here we go...”
The device buzzed, and Chris checked the screen to see a simple wire frame of his desk pop up, slowly turning, as a little progress meter appeared.
“Watch the process!” Tiffany encouraged. “I think you’re going to like this.”
Chris looked up and his jaw dropped as he stood and watched his desk begin to shrink in size. In moments, with an audible pulling noise, the worn down and chipped wood had shrunken, impossibly, to just five and a half inches long.
“All done, baby! What do you think? Did I do good?”
“Holy...” Chris gasped, slowly walking up to the miniaturized desk and kneeling down for a better look. The scratches on top, the distinctive chip in one of the drawers. Tiffany had shrunken his desk down, an impossible thing.
“Oohh...” Tiffany cooed. “I see your arousal jumping. What else can I do? Do you want me to shrink something else? Maybe you’d like to see something grow.”
“Jesus...” Chris leaned down and picked up his tiny tiny desk in the palm of his hand and twirled it around in his fingers. “Can... can you do that to... people?”
“Yessss.” Tiffany hissed lustfully. “Of course. And animals, too. Living matter, non-living matter. It’s all the same for me. I can resize anything as big or as small as you’d like.”
“Wow.” Chris gaped at the object in his hand and gently set it down on the floor. “Let me see it grow.”
“Back to normal? Or bigger?” Tiffany asked.
“Normal.” Chris gasped.
“Of course, baby. You just sit back and watch me work my magic.”
Again, the chronivac vibrated and Chris watched in shock as the desk, now in the middle of the floor, creaked and returned to its full size in no time.
“Hey...” Chris whispered, gulping. “Can... can you see Kaylee?”
“Yep. I can see her through the wall.” Tiffany said excitedly. “She’s sitting on the couch reading now.”
“I... I want to try something.”
“Of course you do, baby.” Tiffany giggled. “I can read your brain waves and your excitement. I’ve been waiting.”