Thinking nothing of it, Aly lightly spritzed her chest, wondering what the perfume might smell like. To her amusement, it did not really smell like much, maybe a little lavender if she was pressed to answer. Her thoughts on the smell, were quickly brushed away as strange sensation engulfed her midsection, right below her belly button, and centering on her hips. It felt like a pinching sensation was centering in a circle about her waist. She buckled over, gripping her side, and continued going forward until she landed face first on the soft carpet, or at least, most of her landed on the floor. Oddly, it still felt like she was standing, and as she pushed herself up, she found it was much easier and also she could not push herself any further than a foot or so from the base of the floor. Looking down, she let out a scream s she saw that below her shirt there was only carpet, no legs or anything. Spinning around on the smooth skin of her minimized form she saw that her legs stood there, without her atop them, apparently fine.
“Oh, what the fuck, what the fuck Jess, wha-!” She was about to continue, but her legs jerked forward, without her instructing them too. She was about to yell when her right foot collided with her stomach, sending her top half to the floor. She struggled to breath as her legs ran away, towards the door and out the hall. She heard a scream from outside as she felt her legs collide with someone and barrel past them.
As she regained her breath, Aly had a horrible growing realization about her predicament, and worse yet the origin of those ‘toys’ she had found lain strewn about the apartment…