Ben walked out the front door impressed with himself. He had shrunk himself down by a foot, and now he was going for a walk. It felt weird to exit his house and walk down the driveway. Everything was the same, but just a bit bigger. It took a bit longer to walk down the driveway, the mailbox was higher in relation to his body, and so on. It was kind of fun.
It was only a few minutes later that Ben was awakened from his walking daydream.
“BEN?!? Is that you?!?!”
Ben turned to look. He was only two doors down from his house, and there was Mrs. Bong, an older woman who Ben’s mom was friendly with. She was blonde with absolutely huge tits, but she was in her 50s with a thick physique. So while Ben felt some attraction to her, he didn’t even want to admit it to himself.
He also didn’t want to admit that he was playing around with a transformation device, so being found out right away was no fun. He turned back around and bolted.
He was almost back to the front door when he felt Mrs. Bong grab his arm. Looks like being shorter—and slower—had some disadvantages after all.
“Now just you wait,” said Mrs. Bong. “What is going on here?”
“I don’t know what you mean, Mrs. Bong,” said Ben, playing ignorant.
“Now don’t start,” she responded. “And call me Cathy. You’ve shrunk yourself down. That’s not possible.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Ben said lamely. He struggled to get out of Cathy’s grasp, but to no avail. He gave up.
“OK, fine, I’ll tell you,” he said.
Cathy listened enthralled. “This is incredible,” she said after Ben finished. “You have to show me.”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” said Ben. But Cathy gripped even tighter. “Well, I want to see it,” she said, as Ben realized that this woman in her 50s could probably beat him up.
Giving up once again, Ben led Cathy to his bedroom and showed her how the Chronivac worked. “This is unbelievable,” Cathy said as she sat down at Ben’s computer.