Cindy reached in her purse and grabbed the vial marked "Height(-)" and uncorked it. She looked at her reflection and touched the ceiling. She leaned the bottle at her neck and began to tip it lightly. A drop touched her skin.
Then the phone rang and startled her and she shook out an ounce down her front and looked into the mirror frightened...
She watched as her clothes began to get looser again as the phone rang and rang.
Her shirt got to looking not 'stretched-out,' but 'recently-stretched out,' and then her pants fell...
She was getting smaller than before...